"Hey, guys. This is Luanne." Dad introduced me as dead air filled the room. "And that is Tom." He pointed at Tom who tried to smile but it turned out to be a little awkward. "They're going to live here from now on."
So, we have one half-sister. Her name is Kayley. We were both fifteen. And she had been pretty much glaring at me ever since we've arrived here. We also have a half-brother. His name is Drew. And he didn't really care about us living in their home.
"She's not going to sleep in my room, is she?" Kayley said, still glaring at me.
"She is going to sleep in your room, dear. We can't let her sleep in the living room." Dad said
"What? No! I need privacy!" The girl was absolutely crazy..
"I don't really mind sleeping in the living room." I said, calmly.
"But, I'm not fine with that. You're going to sleep in Kayley's room. And no more buts, Kayley." Dad said before Kayley could give complaints. "And Tom will be in your room, Drew." He added. Tom and Drew just nodded.
She left me with one last glare and went to her room.
Gosh, I loved my half-sister. And I believe Tom did.
I entered Kayley's room–well, apparently it was our room now–and I'm shocked of how it looks. IT. WAS. SO. MESSY. I never thought that there was a room messier than mine. It was only then that I realized that she did that on purpose. She wanted to make me feel uncomfortable.
"Guess we need to clean up." I said.
"This is my room. I will clean this when I want to." She said. A smirk crossed her face.
"Well, apparently, this is not just your room anymore. This, too, is mine. So I'm going to clean this up when I want to." I really did love my half-sister.
"Well, f-ck you." Right.
She went out of room and slammed the door hard enough for our neighbors to hear.
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The scene of my mom's death still haunted me oftentimes. It wasn't just a thing that could be easily forgotten though. It was a thing that I could never forget. Something permanent injected in my blood.
I found it hard to stop myself from crying every night. And the fact that I'm doing everything to hide it from everyone made it harder.
I hated to admit this, but Kayley had been a very good distraction for all the emotions I feel everytime I remember my mom.
