Gracie Freaking Hall

Matilda

Family is a bitch, you don't get to pick and choose your blood, just live with them until you don't. Some break free, some stay. It's a blessing and a curse. Always a tricky situation, a complex choice to make. Do you let the people who hurt you crumble you and bring you down to their level or do you rebel? Do you see their perspective or do you stick with your own prejudice? They say there are always two sides to a story, is that true?

However, this story isn't about all families but about the Anders family. Matilda was the good child, while Brianna was the devil herself. It wasn't always like this, yet, this is how they remember it because they seem to fit those roles more than the previous. With these sisters, sibling rivalry had never been more true.

When did the feud start? Longer than they both can pinpoint.

Who threw the first punch? That's up to debate on who's side one takes.

It could have started when Matilda had walked home to hear moans going on in her bedroom at the empty house. She walked cautiously, noticing the chain she had gifted her boyfriend on the floor along with Brianna's shirt. Matilda gulped as she reached her room. Should she have gone in? Maybe remaining ignorant would have been better, yet she didn't. She creaked open the door to see Brianna supporting herself with her hands on his chest while he laid on the floor, thrusting upwards into her. From this angle, she could see his face as clear as day. Everything stopped, aligning with her broken heart, as she watched in pain while their pleasure took over the room. His eyes opened to see her and his mouth quickly formed her name, which only caught Brianna's attention.

She remembers her cold eyes landing on Matilda who stood frozen in her doorway. What could she do? Brianna always got what she wanted, this time she wanted her boyfriend and got him.

"Close the door on your way, you're ruining the mood with those sad puppy dog eyes," Brianna said, knocking Matilda out of her trance. She quickly shut the door and ran down the stairs, allowing her tears to fall down like a broken dam, allowing everything to come out.

Maybe it could have been the time that she was finally over that boyfriend and had started seeing someone else, only to have Brianna crush his hands on the hood of his car, effectively ruining his piano career.

The music was blaring at the lake house as color lights sparkled across. Brianna laughed as she walked through the house with the girls behind her filled with laughter and contentment, greeting people from the highschool. Everyone was here and going crazy. There had been a 50 dollar fee but no one questioned it, as long as they could be in a party thrown by the baddest bitch in town. All her parties were events of the year, even if she threw them multiple times. This one was a summer blow off, even people from the nearby college were invited. That's where Matilda's new boyfriend was from.

They sat in a huddle group in one room with his guy friends, Matilda perched along his lap like a parrot on a pirate. She molded into him perfectly, at least that's what everyone thought with one look. His land lays on his thigh as they rub up and down, raising her skirt dangerously high. She pulls at it back down, noticing the carnal stares at the either high or drunk guys, playing poker. "Don't worry, you're all mine," he breathes in her ear.

"I-" Matilda shifts uncomfortably on his lap and moves away his hand.

Someone laughs from the group before shaking his head. "I thought you said she loved you, but she won't even let you touch her."

His green eyes flash with anger before he squeezes her thigh in a warning, "your embarrassing me, Maddy." There was the blasted nickname she hated people calling her but she kept her mouth shut. She hated how it sounded coming from his mouth at the moment, said with malice.