On The Run

When Jealousy Overtook Me

SD's POV:

I woke up, and my neck was killing me from the rigid plates they call 'pillows'. It smelled like roasted corn and fried chicken all around the cell. It was a bit strange to me, considering the smell was usually a mix of sweat and REALLY bad body odor. I rubbed my eyes, stretched my arms, and looked around. I didn't see anything, until I saw something sitting at the edge of my bed. I screamed and jumped back.

It seemed like a dark, nonexistent being, kinda like a 3 dimensional shadow. The figure then reassured me, "Calm it, princess, it's just me. Ready for your very first goodness lesson?" Rusty Jo, I should've known. "Sure...? But did you get that from Spongebo-" Rusty Jo interrupted me. "DON'T QUESTION IT, I'M NOT ORIGINAL." I rolled my eyes and asked, "I have a question before we start. What is that AMAZING smell?"

Rusty Jo sniffed, and exhaled. "That, my friend, would be the smell of my favorite meal that I MAY steal every once and a while from the warden. I may be reformed, but I can still get away with SOME things. I was gonna give it to you, but I don't know..." I gave him a small smirk. "You BETTER! I'm STARVING!" Rusty Jo held it back from me. "Ah ah! Only if you pass a test." I crossed my arms. "What kind of test?" Rusty gave a small chuckle. "Pretend I'm your sister." Seriously. He's a 18 year old guy. My sister is 14. "Seriously. This isn't gonna do anything, you know that, right?"

Rusty frowned. "That's what I thought too. Now just pretend I'm her." He cleared his throat and tried to make a girly voice. He mockingly chirped, "Oh hi, Sugar Drop! I was just gonna get some chips! Would you mind grabbing it for me in the cupboard?" I rolled my eyes and just went along with it. "Get it yourself, tub of lard-" Jo then literally TACKLED me and said, "WRONG! NO GOOD! That is WRONG! You do NOT say that about your sister, that is bad self esteem!" I grunted, and pushed him off of me. "Who cares about her self esteem if I don't care about her?" Rusty then screamed, "WOULD YOU QUIT IT? What is up with your attitude? Like, why do you hate her anyways?"

I quickly slanted back my eyebrows and started to look down. I didn't like to talk about why I hated my sister so much. He then noticed my quickly depressed face and lifted my chin up. "W-What's wrong? Did something happen...?" I shook my head and sighed.

"It's just.. my sister.. I never really got to have a REAL family, because I'm adopted and all, and I was just a bit.. a bit jealous of her. When they first got me, I was 3. I got ALL the attention, and I loved it, because I was known as a bit of a show off at the orphanage. But because of that, no one cared for my talents, or paid any more attention after I discovered them. After a year of being adopted, it was the best time I'd ever had! But then mom.. she came home with a baby. Lightbulb. I was heart broken. My heart was demolished, because I knew that she would be considered the cute one and the center of attention, and Id never be able to earn that back. I figured I'd go along with it, and see exactly how long she would be able to keep that spot." Rusty Jo attentively sat there as I told the story. No one had ever listened to the story before, so it felt nice to have someone to talk to...

"Flash forward 6 years from then. STILL the center. She could have friends over, and I couldn't. Because I had none, and I wanted to stop her friends from being there. Paintbrush came over one day, and she had been playing games with us and dancing. I decided this would be faze one. I took her little doll Fuzzy and placed it in a place where I knew it would look like it got trampled over. I then put a rip in it, making it look like Paintbrush had done it, not me. Then I just went on and on, until all of her friends were gone. She then got kinda depressed and I got more into dancing. Then they started to slowly drift away from her and  brought all the attention back to me. To make sure it never happened again, I hadn't stopped torturing her, and danced in front of my parents as much as I could as Lightbulb sat in her room, crying as I took away everything away from her. Ever since, jealousy and hatred had taken over me, and I never stopped. I wonder how much attention she gets now.. whatever. So yeah, that's the story of why I hate Lightbulb. Have fun trying to change me."

Rusty just sat there, looking like he had just had an idea. "So it was all for.. attention?" I nodded. "I've always had a craving for attention, as you can see." Rusty Jo smiled. "I see." Then he looked away. "Well, goodness lessons are officially cancelled." I gasped. CANCELLED? "But WHY?" He frowned. "I overheard them behind the cell, and they were saying how I was gonna switch cells tonight. I gotta go anyways, and I'm taking my food with me." I screamed after him, "NO NO NO. I don't wanna be alone in here! No way!" I was FURIOUS. Did he NOT just hear me? I NEED ATTENTI- wait a minute. I see what he's doing.

"I know what you're doing." He turned back to me. "Moving? Yeah." I smirked. "You're lying! You just want me to have a taste of my own medicine!" Rusty Jo smiled, and walked back. "I see you're a smart one. But seriously, no more goodness lessons today. They'll start back tomorrow, and I want my chicken." I fumed at him, "I JUST TOLD YOU THE REASON WHY I HATE MYSELF MORE AND MORE EVERY DAY AND YOU'RE NOT EVEN GONNA GIVE ME A SINGLE PIECE OF CHICKEN?!?" Then everything went silent.

I started to tear up, and he came over to me. "Suck it up, hon'. Here, we ALL hate ourselves. Also, because I think you're a pretty cool chick, I give you the entire dinner." I started to redden. "Really? But you got it yourself, you deserve at least some of it..." Jo just shook his head. "No, really, take it. I've gotten used to the slop they serve here anyways." I smiled at him, and he sweetly smiled back. "Thanks, Rusty." "Not a problem, Sugar."

(A/N: I'M SO SORRY I HAVENT POSTED A NEW CHAPTER IN A MONTH! I swear, I'll TRY to post a bit more often on this story. School and writers block for this story. Ugh. But how do you feel about a new story set up? Every other chapter will be a SD chapter? Eh, eh? Nah? Aw. Okay BYEEEE!)