A/N
i am a lazy poo but apparently my previous chapter was too short :-(
so i'll do another one haha
and I know I update like very not frequently but sorry yea haha ill try my best to be faster hehe
Chapter 10:
My life was in a mess. I hated it. I hated life for giving me so many problems; by giving me a dead sister, by making everyone hate me, by making my parents fight. I regretted life and I hated it. I wanted to end it.
Taking two steps at a time to the roof of my house, I gripped the bricks and scaled to the peak of it. I was afraid yet anticipating my jump. I did not know what to feel. Was I right or wrong? Maybe I should think it through. Think about how my parents feel. But they never cared about me. So why should I care about them? Tiffany was the perfect sister not me. I did not like to be in the middle of my parents heated arguments. Morever, they blamed everything on me. They made me feel like shit. I had no hope on them. Maybe they would be happy if I was gone also. My house, it used to be my safe haven. But now, I only dreaded going home. This was my chance. My chance to be united with my sister again. Fine, if I were such a burden, I will remove myself.
I braced myself and balanced precautiously on the titling roof.
"Pearlyn" the smell of cherry blossom was so overwhelming I felt nauseous.
"Pearlyn! What the crap are you doing?" Tiffany shrieked. I stumbled back slightly. Immediately, I regained composure.
"I am going to join you Tifftiff" I replied as I took on step forward.
"Pearlyn Blackthorn. Stop what you are doing right now or I'll never speak to you again," she shouted at me. I was completely confused. Shouldn't Tiffany be happy that I was going to join her soon? Well, for one thing, I definitely was. I wanted to be with my sister again. To be whole again. My best friend.
I was about to launch myself down when a strong wind hit me back, pushing me behind.
"Pearlyn.Go.Back.INTO THE HOUSE." Tiffany hollered at me. I bit my lip trying to contain my rage. No, I will not get angry with her I cannot get angry with her. She was already dead because of me.
"Pearlyn.." Tiffany began again this time a bit more softly.
"No. Tiffaany, do you have any idea how much I miss you? How much I want to join you? Life is literally hell for me now without you" I interrupted her.
"That's why I'm here for you. I want to help you get popular. I want to help you get JT. Please, follow what I say, don't do this," Tiffany said her voice barely a whisper.
It was as if I was under her spell because the next thing I knew, I was in my room again.
I sighed at my defeat. Just then, I heard glass being shattered from downstairs. I shook my head in disapproval. Surreptiously, I slightly opened my room and peeped downstairs.
"I cannot believe I actually proposed to a person NO monster like you" Dad roared at Mother.
"And I cannot believe I accepted to marry a douchebag like you," Mother snapped back.
"Please follow what I say Pearlyn. Don't do this," my sister's words rang continuously in my ears. How was I supposed to live in such an atmosphere?
A loud slam brought me back to reality. Mother had run out of the house. Another slam followed and I realised that Dad had left the house through the back door.
Immediately, the scent of cherry blossom hit me strongly. Ohno. What did Tiffany want from me now?
"Hey! I heard that!" her familiar voice sounded through my room. God had I said that out aloud?
"Yea you did" Tiffany replied again. Wow. I should really learn how to keep my thoughts to myself.
"You think?" she retorted.
"Oh shut up what do you want," I asked her a bit harshly.
"Woah okay brother no need to get angry now but hmm you need a notebook, a comb, some clothes and my magic wand of course haha. First, come with your notebook," Tiffany breathed.
Trusting her, I walked towards my table to get my notebook.
"Okay so listen carefully to what I say and no interruptions got it?" Tiffany ordered. I nodded my head like the obedient person I am.
"Great. First to get popular, you need a good body shape. Quit the school orchestra-" Tiffany was interrupted by me bomboarding her with questions. Why? I loved my school orchestra. One of the very rare things I liked about my life I would say.
"Now,now. Be a good girl. You told me you won't interrupt me remember," Tiffany's scent grew neared and nearer.
After I finally quietened down, Tiffany continued,"So quit the school orchestra and join cheerleading tryouts that are coming out soon." I literally had to bite my tongue to shut myself up. I did not want to cheerlead with people like Darsy. And who the shit said I could actually do a proper split?
"And of course you must look like a cheerleader so run as many laps as possible. Try wearing short skirts and tanks tops so that you can attract boys. Go to more parties and you can wear my dresses which I have never worn. You know where they are right? The last drawer of my closet. Ohgod! This sounds like Cinderalla. Like you know I am the fairy godmother and you are Cinderalla!" Tiffany finished.
I suppressed a grin, eventually failing horribly. It was good to know that my sister still had the attitude of brightening things up even in the most solemn atmosphere.
"Oh yeah! I almost forgot! Continue running laps! Darsy is just dating JT to make you jealous so remember you have to fight back and get back JT!" with that Tiffany's scent vanished.
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Author's note:
happy happy happy i finally updated didn't I. You're welcome friends :)) plus my exams are over so I'll try to update more?? Idk
andandand to make this more fun hurhur i shall only post the next part when I get 80 likes for the whole story in total HAHA
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