Chapter Fifteen

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"YOU DID WHAT?!" my sister crashes my eardrums. "YOU PESKY LITTLE, STUPID—"

I put the phone away from my ear. 

"Look, Sienna, it didn't feel fair anymore. I had to tell her. I was done sending her in circles. She deserved to know the truth. Plus, can you believe that Mr. and Mrs. Agenda didn't tell Zaelia about it?"

She sighs. "How do you think she took the truth?"

I contemplate that for a moment. 

Zee looked like she took it well yesterday. But obviously, she got more time to think it through again. Her view might've changed. How do I face her today? Things between us will change for sure.

"I don't know... I might find out at school. That is if she comes." I put the phone between my right ear and shoulder, and start filling my water bottle. "Enough about me. How is New York City?!"

"Damning good. NYC has that huge ass slice of pizza here that I only saw on social media! You have to try it when you visit," Sienna says in a dream-filled voice.

"You must be having a bundle of fun. I'm jealousies." I put the bottle in my bag and tie my black canvas' laces. 

"You bet. OK, now get to school before you land in detention for being late. Giving all the more reason for eomma to drag you back to Korea. God, she comes to know everything, doesn't she? She might as well have cameras set up everywhere."

"That's an exaggeration. The school gives her all the details. It comes for free while being the children of 'multi-billionaires'. And I'm never late. I have to go twenty minutes early for soccer practice anyway."

"Mhm. Alright then. Make sure to eat properly, stay in touch, and please please please don't get into any trouble by taking a wrong step in some high school drama."

"Jeez. You're not my mom. Bye, weirdo. And don't let any bastards touch you. Be safe. And send me a selfie with the Statue of Liberty."

"Will do, will do. Take care, dingleberry. And all the best for mid-terms!" Sienna hangs up. I grab my car keys and get into the elevator. 

My elder sister, who's two years older than me, just got into Cornell, her dream uni. She moved into her dorm last week and I couldn't be happier. After a lot of begging to eomma and appa, she finally made it. Lucky airhead.

She's free to do anything with her life. While I'm stuck here in a rut with my burden of taking over the family business. Not that, I don't want to. But there's too much pressure they're putting me under. It's hard to handle. I just wanna go at my own pace. 

When we were younger, grandma entrusted me with carrying on the legacy. Sienna was the reckless one. As me being the most responsible kid from an early age, she promised that property to me. I feel so fortunate. But also suffocated. 

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School feels like any other day. Nothing happens so far. Except for Melinda giving me deathly stares. Yeah, she and her friends hate my guts. Do you see me complaining? 

I catch up with my soccer team when I get there and as usual, take warm-up laps before practice. It really is normal. Everything must be, but I'm slowly going out of my wits. I haven't seen Zee anywhere so far today. But again, the day just started. 

After practice, I take a good shower in the gym lockers and freshen up. I'm putting my extra pair of sneakers on when Reece walks in.

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