Chapter Three -- Obey The Relationship Rules!!

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It was a Saturday. A beautiful peaceful Saturday. No school. No hustle, no bustle. And that means, sleeping in.
God should create more Saturdays. Maybe like 7?
But I slept until I could sleep no further, and I ended up staring at the blue pastel wall of my bedroom, boredom taking its toll on me.
After a few wasted minutes of staring into space, I went downstairs, where Dad was busy reading a newspaper.
"Good morning."
"Good morning," I replied.
Then, he went back to reading the newspaper. Dad and I were always this distant, I guess. It was Mum who I could joke and play around with.
I shuffled into the kitchen, where Mum was practically juggling eggs.
I laughed hysterically." What are you even doing? Aren't you supposed to be cooking? "
She lifted her head, and at that moment an egg fell from her hands, and then one in midair fell on the floor.
" I'm sorry! "she managed between laughs." I Just thought that I had mad skills! "
" Anyway, go away, ur mom here is going to cook the most sumptious breakfast you ever tasted! "
Yea right.
At about 12am, I saw Kristine bounding down the stairs in nothing but a short miniskirt and a bratop.
" Kristine, not having breakfast?" Dad asked without a glance. "Don't go hungry."
"I'm meeting someone."
"In that? That someone will rape you, miss." I remarked sarcastically. "Go put on some actual clothes."
"Don't tell me what to do, miss," she snarled back aggresively. "You're not Mum."
Then, she galloped out of the house, her ash brown locks bouncing on her bare back.
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It was pretty obvious that Kristine went to meet Maxime, her current boyfriend. I mean, who would meet an ordinary friend in that? Either that or she's just plain slutty, and I know she's not.
Like for fuck's sake, she is just 12! And she has what I don't even have?
I met Maxime before, and he was quite... gangster. For a twelve year old. He looks like he is the kind of guys who would lead Kristine astray.
I mean, seriously? He already has a nose piercing and three on his ear! Most 17 year olds don't even have half as much as he has!
I have a bad feeling about this...
Immediately, I dashed out of the kitchen to the living room , in just my pyjamas, calling Serene, her best friend, frantically.
"Serene?" I asked. "I'm Cherlyn. Do you happen to know where Kristine is right now?"
She barked our a long evil cackle. Ugh, I swear, the friends my sister mixes with are such delinquents.
"Isn't Max her own problem?" she grimed. "Mind you own fucking business!"
"Shut the fuck up. Where are they now."
After a shitload of arguing and ugly profanities, I finally pushed her to tell me where he lives.
"Max lives at Manlongate. Don't know if they're there," she then said, yawning boredly.
"Thank you."
She might be rude as fuck to me but by being polite, I'm just a notch up higher there.
Just kidding.
"Bitch."
Who the hell cares about being polite anyway.
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Grabbing a creme knitted cardigan and pulling it over my body, I dashed out of the house in my pyjamas ; a black tank top and olive green shorts.
I had no time to lose. Ok, but I still had time to bid goodbye to my parents.
Fortunately for me, I caught the bus on time, and in about 20 min, I'm already outside Manlongate Condominium.
What if I'm too late? What if she already did something so regrettable? What if she...
Thoughts like these zoomed past my mind and it was like many other little mes are having a big conversation inside me.
When I stepped foot into the condominium, a terrible reality dawned on me.
How was I supposed to find Maxime's apartment? There were like more than 1000 apartments in this area!
I was about to head back home disappointedly but I came across Kristine's pearly white flats outside Apartment 169.
I knocked on the door softly, but no one replied. But I knew I couldn't give up so easily, because I must be blind to not know that Kristine is obviously in there.
So I attempted to push open the door, and surprisingly, it wasn't locked.
And when I saw the scene in front of my eyes, I let out a ear piercing shriek.
Kristine's bratop and shirt were strewn all over the couch, and there was a locked room that was echoing some voices.
"Kristine!" I screamed, anxiety obvious in my tone. "Come out now!"
The door of the room unlocked, and Kristine stepped out in a white top and skin tight jeans.
"What do you want now?" she whined, her eyebrows furrowed and her arms folded tight against her chest. Behind her was Maxime.
"What were you doing?" I demanded angrily.
"Why do you care so much anyway?" she asked. "How did you even find us?"
Ignoring her desperate attempt at a change of topic, I continued.
"What were you doing?"
This time, Maxime stepped forward to speak up for her.
"I believe she was trying on the designer clothes that I bought for her during my Korea trip in the Spring break," he said calmly, an eyebrow raised.
"Don't lie to me, young man," I seethed, as I felt the anger slowly seeping into me.
"Think whatever you like, I don't give a fuck anyway."
I wrapped my hands around Kristine's small tiny wrist, and I pulled her towards the door.
"From today onwards, you are not to see Maxime again!" I announced firmly, authority obviouus in my tone. "You're coming home with me!"
Maxime just shrugged nonchalantly but Kristine was outraged.
"Who are you to tell me who to see and who not to see?" she seethed viciously. "I have freedom in my choice of friends!"
"No, you don't" I replied, oblivious to the unreasonability in my words. "You're 12."
I dragged her out of the door forcefully as she pulled against me desperately. She was pleading with Maxime to do something with her puppy eyes, but something tells me that he doesn't really care if he can't see her anymore.
It was probably because he was slouching against the wall, with his hands inside his pocket, watching his (ex) girlfriend scream and struggle in protest.
I was right. Maxime wasn't good for her.
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