Twisted Relative

BACK THEN

„Oh my God! You've got to be kidding me!" Confused my eyes fly open and the shadow turns into a person. My Aunt stands on the Doorstep and stares at me with disappointment.

"I literally came here an hour ago to wake you up and you dumbass fall asleep again." I just stare at her and finally speak up: "Girl why do you have to speak so loud. The fuck I just woke up and you already are yelling at me and I don't even know what day it is." She sighs, "It's Saturday and we wanted to go to the gym and go out with the Girls afterward." "Ohhh, shit my bad."

I roll off my side to the end of my bed and let myself slide down the edge to stand up in slow motion. I grin to myself as I hear an annoyed noise from Daiva. "If you aren't ready in the next half an hour I'm gonna drag you out by myself and I don't give a shit about how you look. Got it dipshit?" "Yes." I just know she would do it.

Daiva is my favorite Aunt just by how she presents herself. She is a little anxious around many people but when we are around many people she plays the most confident bad bitch in the world and I am here for it. She isn't married like my other two aunts and I love that she always has time for me. Enna and Eliora are the two other sisters of my Mum Mira. Enna is the oldest then Eliora, my Mum Mira, and last Daiva. They all married real young, between the age of 19 and 25.

My Dad Jaron is now married 20 to my Mum and they always act like a Highschool Couple as if they just met a month ago and the Love is fresh and just so innocent. Daiva says he is into Mum's boobs that's why they are 20 years married.

I can see how he looks at her when she isn't looking at him and how respectful he talks to her. My Mum on the other side is very emotional so if he wouldn't realize that she loves him then I wouldn't know what's wrong with the man. As I bring myself to go to the bathroom I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself. Well, I'm not the prettiest person I guess. I have long brown hair and blue eyes. I'm regular tall about 5'8 and I guess I have a normal figure.

My hands bring cold water to my face and I can feel how my body registers the morning and I feel almost awake for a few seconds. When I go out of the Bathroom in my bedroom to look at what I should wear I already see a set of leggings and a sports bra laying on my bed. "I think you're Mum is angry with me." I look at my aunt who just came in and sits down on my sofa at the other side of the room. "Why?" "Because I said that I don't wanna got to the fucking family gathering and that they all can suck my dick." I snort at her explanation and she smiles at me with her warm green eyes. "I'm sorry I can't help you with that. I'm loved and pampered." She gives me a shrug and says "It's just they don't even want me there so why bother with their ugly faces, oh man I don't know it's bullshit." "Today you are cursing, damn did you take something?" "Not today, well get yourself ready. I'm heading to the car." Daiva walks into the corridor and closes the door.

I am sorry for her tho. She has heart of Gold but our family loves to bring the bitch out of her. She always was the disappointment and when she announced that she is moving to Canada for a year with a good friend nobody said anything. Until her dad said that this is the dumbest idea she ever had and if she ever wants to marry she has to do it now because she is getting old and ugly. Well, she disagreed. Oh God, that was the most uncomfortable dinner I ever had in my life. But even after this shitty day of her she came to me and said that I looked beautiful and she is sorry that I have to hear all this.

While I think of all that I dress myself and walk with big steps out of the house to the black Rolls Royce of my Aunt. And that's just her Gym car. Boy, she is so obsessed with these Cars. And a little too rich if you ask me and back then I didn't even know what she does for living. Once I asked her she said, "just a little business there and here nothing brilliant." What's that supposed to mean?