23rd July, 2014
Dear Diary,
What a beautiful day..(please note the sarcasm).
Phoebe is back from her vacation and the first thing she does is slap me out of my bed. Typical elder sister. I plan on ignoring her cos I want my summer break Fight and Drama free. I highly doubt that cos Phoebe is, well...Phoebe. I think I'll go on a trip of my own with some friends and by some friends I mean
"Gene!" My mum calls. "Gene Come down 'ere!"
Jesus Christ. I cant even write my diary with peace. I mumble not-so-peaceful words and shut my diary. I slip in under the mattress knowing what a rat my sister is. She'll come smelling it. I make sure I hide it nicely.
"What is it mum? I was busy" I put my hands on my waist as I'm half way down the staircase.
"Busy? What is keeping you busy besides your phone?"
I role my eyes.
"Come over 'ere. Your dad and I wanna tell you something." She takes my arm and ushers me into the living room.
"Sit" she points at the sofa where Phoebe is sitting. I shake my head and sit next to her, keeping a good distance between us.
Phoebe is my elder, arrogant, bully sister. She was the pretty and popular one in school and now she is "The Pretty and Popular" one in college with Popular friends and fancy cars. Eww.
"Your Grand dad phoned." She starts.
"Dada Phoned?!" I almost jump in my seat. I call my grand dad 'Dada' cos those were the first words that ever came out of my mouth the first time I spoke and those were to my grand dad.
"Yes and he needs some help.." Before my mum could finish Phoebe interrupts.
"Oh my god, is he alright? Is he ill? "
We both love our grandfather.
"No, No he's fine. He just needs some help with works, business and I'm afraid your father and I gonna have to leave you two on your own for a few days.'
What? They are leaving us? For a FEW DAYS? Oh Lord
"Here's the thing ladies, we will be leaving tomorrow evening and I want you two to promise me that you will look after each other and not actually rip each other apart. You hear me?" She glares at us.
"Oh yes yes of course mummy. We will be fine." Phoebe takes my hand and flashes a toothy smile at me.
oh no. What is she up to?
No! Don't leave me with her mummy! Please! I scream inside my head.
I take my hand out of Phoebes Grip and stand up, "Can I come with you and Dad?"
"I'm Afraid not darling. Your sister has her exams and there's no way I'm leaving her alone here. Besides you both can have a little time to yourselves and by yourselves I mean You Two, NO.BOYS.ALLOWED" she points at Phoebe who raises her hands in surrender.
"But mum you know phoebe and I don't get along, I mean, She Hates ME." I follow my mum to the kitchen.
"What? she doesn't hate you. Sibling rivalry is common in every house!" She says as she cleans the dining table.
"This is not sibling rivalry. This is Hot war! She could kill and bury me in the backyard. No one will ever know?! Not even you."
"Stop over reacting Gene. You and your sister are staying here. End of discussion. Go to your room."
I groan in defeat and stomp over to my room.
I open my Diary.
"Worst Day EVER. Now I'm Stuck with a Psycho in my house! This might be my last Diary entry..." I close it without completing it. My Brain can't function.
People might see my sister as a harmless creature but they don't know what goes inside the house.
In Year 10 she embarrassed me in front of the whole canteen just because I used her hairbrush and forgot to put it back. I Am Her Blood! but she doesn't seem to care. I never told my mother cos she thinks it's the way siblings converse.
Sometimes I think she's not as bad as I think she is. Like in year 2, this guy was bullying me. He was pulling my hair and he pushed me so hard that I bruised my elbows and knees. She broke his chopper! That was the first time she ever helped me. After that everything didn't go so well.
Buzz Buzz!
Who the fuck is calling me at midnight!
"Hello?" I groan
"What the hell?"
Who's this? I think to myself.
I pull my phone from my ear and squint my eyes to see the caller ID. I can hardly see the name. My vision is blurred.
"Who's this?" I ask with by eyes closed.
"You're still sleeping?"
"Of course I'm sleeping. It's midnight."
"It's 12:30 in the afternoon, Gene."
"What?.....WHAT?!" I jolt my eyes open.
Fuck fuck fuck!!
"Happy Birthday to me."
"Shit!" I say as I look at the caller ID.
"I am so so Sorry Liam. I can't believe I slept this late! Fuck!" I rub my forehead.
"Yeah, I can't believe it either."
I throw my head back and look the ceiling, "Can you forgive me?"
"Ermm... Only if I get my Birthday hug."
I laugh. By the way my laughter is horrendous. I sound like a dying whale sometimes, well, most of the time.
"That's it?" He's letting off the hook that easily?
"And I mean, Right Now."
"Now?" I look at the door and there he is. Standing at the door, leaning actually.
"Liam! Happy Birthday !!" I jump off my bed and run to him. I hug him tight.
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