Fine Mess

Chapter 10

Life sucks. Don't let anyone tell you any different. Why the vibrant pessimism you ask. Well you wouldn't be very happy if you open the door of your house only to find the one person on the planet you can't stand lips touching your dads. I can't even say the word.

I think I just threw up in my mouth.I really do not know what to do. They haven't even realised that I'm standing by the doorway with a horrified look on my face. All my hard work, trying to prevent them from meeting each other. I can see it being flushed down the drain.

And really? The first dinner? At least wait a while till you destroy me. Like I don't know thirty dinners. One . Just one is all it takes for me to break.

What to do... What to do.... Do I scream? Do I cough loudly and make an awkward situation? Do i throw a tantrum and cry till my eyes bleed? Do I faint?Do I pull out aunt Jenny's hair strand by strand until she looks like a naked mole rat?

I settle for slamming the door really loudly. They quickly jolt apart. Aunt Jenny had this stupid smirk on her face when she sees me which she quickly masks into an apologetic frown. My dad looks like a robber who got caught in the middle of a drug exchange.

If I wasn't so sad I probably would have chuckled at the situation.

"Camilla dear sorry we didn't see...."aunt Jenny starts

"It's okay"

Where is this incomprehensible surge of calmness coming from?

My dad clears his throat and says "Your aunt will be leaving now"

Oh really? She couldn't have left a couple of hours ago?

I just nod my head.

I walk to my bedroom and shut the door. It was then the emotions all came crashing into my face like the feeling of jumping into an ice cold lake.

I cried  until my throat was sore. I hate aunt Jenny so much. So much. I only cried the night of my mothers funeral. I never cry. I feel so angry. I knew it would happen and I tried to prevent it.

I really don't want to think right now. I just want to sleep and forget about the rest of his world.

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Sunday was not a good day for me. I am a naturally heavy sleeper. I can sleep from nine pm and wake up at nine pm the next day. That is if I'm really tired.

Unfortunately for me the day that I wanted to sleep all my sorrows away was the day that sleep refused to come knocking. Ugh. Sleep, I thought we were friends.

I try to avoid my Dad which is proving to be quite easy as he has a surgery to perform today. I had to wake up to get Melanie from Aubrey's house anyways.

I walk to Aubrey's house which is about three streets away from my house and prepare a false smile on my face. I do not want Mel to notice that I'm upset.

Just in case I forgot to mention Aubrey is filthy rich due to reasons I will soon explain.

I ring on the doorbell and hear and intercom: "good morning who is this?" Asked the house keeper

"Good morning it's Camilla, I'm here to pick up Mel"

"Okay I'll let you in"

With a small buzz the door opened automatically.

I enter the house and I am in awe , but a little less than the first time I came. A fly almost entered my mouth.

I hear footsteps coming down the stairs and see my little sister rush to me to give me a big hug.