My Favorite Sin (Republished)

Chapter 1

~ L E I L A ~

"WHAT THE FUCK!" I hear Nadia, my little sister yell from her room.

I try to ignore her, attempting completing my assignment I had put off for over 2 weeks which is now is due in less than an hour.

Lazy dumb bitch, my stupid brain scolds me.

My sister suddenly barges through my door and glares at me.

"What the hell do you want now." I ask,
Irritated by the interruption.

"Did you not hear me yelling, idiot?" she says and I roll my eyes before I watch her Inviting herself in, siting on my bed rambling about her new boyfriend who is apparently 'cheating' on her.

This has been my life for the past 3 years.

It's just me and my sister since my parents were "killed in a home robbery 'gone wrong'." Neither me or my sister took it to heart when we were informed because they were shitty parents.

Our loving sperm and egg donors loved to beat the shit out of us for fun or as they called it 'discipline us'.

Nothing really changed after their death considering we treated them as if they were dead when they were alive. We didn't even attend their funeral. They can burn in hell for all I care. My main priority is and will always be my sister.

We've always been close and I consider her my best friend even though she's annoying as hell. I need to protect her from this cruel ass world.

Think of the devil and they will...

"Are you even listening? This is serious Leila!" She shouts at me.

"What's the problem? You're acting as if you weren't going to break up with him when you got bored." I replied, nonchalantly.

She opened her mouth to defend herself but I don't give her the chance, "Don't you have better things to do other then every male in your grade whore?"

Her scowl is instantly replaced by a huge grin and I swear I can already hear what she's going to say.

"Well at least I can GET a male unlike my hideous sister who locks herself away and eats her feelings, since the only guy she ever liked moved across the wor-'' she taunts me but I cut her off by grabbing a nearby textbook and throwing it at her head.

I know exactly who she's talking about.

The same dickhead that left me 3 years ago.

He didn't even bother to contact me. Fuck him.

I don't care anymore. He could be dead for all I care.

"Ow! What the hell?! That could've killed me!" she dramatically screams.

"Over dramatic bitch." I mumble back "Get out of my room. Also I'm actually going out in a few so I won't be home tonight." I inform her reluctantly.

"The Leila is going out? Hopefully you get laid. You obviously need some dic-"

I throw another book at her, this one landing on her stomach.