One and only

Chapter 19 ~ Miss Vivian

It's 6pm and I have nothing to do, can't talk to Mia, can't hang out with her or ben and definitely not Felix and Noah and it's all because I'm irritated... I can't let my anger issues get best of me and whenever someone is tryings to calm me down or say that it's going to be okay I get more irritated because I know it won't be okay.

My thought were interrupted by a call I look at my phone screen and it's... mom well that's new, she usually doesn't call me, she calls my sister, oh probably she's not picking up that's why she called me

i answer the phone

"hey mom"

"how are you Isabella?" she asks

"I'm great what about you and dad?"

"nothing new just working" it was silence for a few second but then I spoke

"so why did you called me is everything okay"

"What is wrong with this attitude I can't call my daughter now"

"that's not what I meant mom"

"I couldn't reach out for your sister, how is she" she asks, ha I knew it

"she's with grandma she's probably grounded that's why she doesn't answers you" that's a lie I know my sister she's playing games on her phone that's why she's not answering

"how is she doing at school"

"her grades are good"

"good good"

"you know you should call your sister more often you never ask how's she doing or what's she eating what if she has problems and need someone to talk to" says woman who hasn't seen her kids for over a month and never packed a lunch for nether of her child, she's too lazy to get up or is always gone for work when we wake up, like she can't make lunch and let it be prepared for us but why? when there is Isabella who can do all this, pulse clean the house, be yelled at because she can't yell to someone else, well she can't yell at dad for obvious reasons they don't even talk to each other or how can she yell at Lizzy she's just a kid and kids make mistakes,but when it comes to me it doesn't approaches me, because I'm not a kid I actually never was, I was forced to stop being kid since my sister was born.

Listening to my parents argue every morning noon and night is tiring, they would come to me and talk shit about each other and I couldn't say a word about what my mom was saying about my dad or my dad was saying about my mom because it would make things more complicated

"you're right I will" I just simply answer because it's no use to argue with her arguing with her is the same as arguing with a wall

"oh bout thanksgiving you will have to spend it with your grandmother we won't be home on that day"

"do I really have to attend it? I can just be home"

"Isabella stop being selfish you're always like that, think about your family members they must have missed you 'just like her father'" she said last part quietly but I heard it

"okay fine anything else" I question, maybe ask me how I'm doing?

"no that's it"

"really? nothing else to ask me" I question in hope that she will ask me how I am doing

"Isabella I'm tired let's talk later" she says and immediately hangs up the phone

"Ahhhhhh" I sigh

I don't know I really don't know she makes me feel so unwanted, was the last thought before I started to cry about what she said I was supposed to be used to it, she said it so many times but when I remember what type of person my father was and the fact that she's compering me to HIM? Am I that bad! am I really?