I'm so much happier now that I'm dead.
Dead man tell no tales but my mother always said I was special. So here's mine and I hope you stick till the end to listen to it.
The thing about being invisible is that it's simultaneously a boon and a bane. The bane of being completely invisible to people was that nobody could see what you were going through. Or they simply just didn't care.
But the boon, on the other hand, was much more enthralling.
For being invisible meant, I could slip in and out of people's lives without them ever getting to know.
I was currently seated in my sister's room, in front of her old laptop that she had so carefully hidden in her underwear drawer, scrolling through the myriad of pictures and videos in it to find something incriminating. I knew Maeve used this laptop to chat with Felix in the earlier days of their relationship. I had once walked in on her trying to have cyber sex with him and that scene had burned into my mind like a really shitty tattoo.
If Maeve had skeletons, this definitely had to be a graveyard.
Scrolling past her embarassing prom pictures, I clicked on a folder titled '♥️' and it opened to a page of explicit photos.
Bingo.
I cringed internally as I scrolled through the hundreds of pictures of my sister and Felix in really compromising situations, some in clubs, others in the backyard.
Yikes.
I didn't even have to work hard. It seemed like Maeve had unwittingly provided me the weapon to her destruction.
As I scrolled down to the very bottom, I found another zip file.
"A video?"
Half scared, half excited, I clicked on it and what unfolded made my eyes widen in horror.
It was a role playing video.
Of my sister and.... Felix.
They were in, what seemed to be...my parents' bedroom?! I recognised it because of the clear purple duvet that Maeve had bought for my mom on mother's day, which had made my mom wish I could be more sweet like her eldest daughter.
I wonder how she was going to feel when she'd see how sweet her eldest daughter was for the boy she utterly despised.
A laugh ricocheted off my lips. I couldn't comprehend the hypocrisy.
Maeve always behaved like the perfect poster child who could do no harm in front of everyone, especially my parents. She was the standard. None of us could ever compare to her.
Turns out she wasn't so perfect after all.
I knew that for my plan to work, I needed to get Maeve out the way. Even though she was a bitch to me, she was still family.
How could I even imagine doing the unthinkable to her?
Thankfully, this video was going to be the key to the beginning of my plan.
And the beginning of their end.
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As I sat across from my family at the dinner table, casually tossing the lettuce in my plate around, my gaze flickered towards my mother who was busy discussing her eldest daughter's newest achievement with her friend over the phone. Maeve was busy texting.... probably Felix and dad had his concentration fixated on finishing the last morsel of food on his plate.
"How's school going, Cairo?" My dad asked without deigning me a look.
I chewed slowly. If only I could tell him about school, without it ripping my heart in half. Over the past few weeks, I had become practically invisible to the entire class. Nobody sat next to me at lunch, nobody sat next to me in class, nobody looked in my way.
