Lovers & Enemies
© 2011 Kaci Lancaster
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Take a bow, because you played your heart out.
When I first got home, the first thing I did was crash.
I was so exhausted. The loss of energy had me lying in bed, wrapped up in my duvet. First, I was shivering, but soon the warmth from the heated blanket seeped through and warmed me up. After a couple of minutes, I was out cold. It was a good thing, though. I needed rest.
It all seemed over too quickly though. After a while after I’d fallen asleep my little sister had come to wake me.
“Sissy, sissy!” She cried out, jumping on my bed and shaking me.
I moaned and rolled over, attempting to ignore her cries. “Get out.”
“Mommy says that it’s time to wake up!”
“Lucy, I’ll get up when I want. Tell mommy that sissy doesn’t feel good.”
She giggled. “Mommy said that you’d say that. She wants to talk to you, though.”
I sat up and reached out for my little sister. She squealed and landed in my lap, hugging my shoulders. Setting her on the ground, we stood up together and walked slowly down the stairs.
Downstairs, my mother sat at the kitchen table drinking a mug of coffee. She sipped it slowly and looked up at my sister and I. “Hi, girls.”
“Hi, momma!” Lucy said cheerfully and bounded over to my mom, sitting on her lap.
I watched my mother lean down and kiss Lucy on the top of her head. My mom’s robe was a pastel pink color that matched the eye shadow above her eyes. Her hair was pulled back into a lifted up pony-tail, curled and twisted at the end. She’s always been a beautiful woman, even for her age. Being forty-six years old, my mother was truly gracefully pretty. Lucy wasn’t my real sister, though. A while back, my mother had sex with one of her high school friends…and popped out Lucy. She still looked a lot like me, so people didn’t question our relationship as sisters.
“Alex?” She asked. “How do you feel?”
I shrugged. “Okay, right now. Why?”
“Your sister wants to take you out to dinner,” Setting her hand on Lucy’s bottom and holding her up, my mother carried her empty coffee mug to the sink and cleaned it out. Lucy set her head down on my mom’s shoulder. “She says that she wants to talk to you.”
“Oh…,” I slumped forward as I sat down in a dining room chair. “Do you know what she wants to talk to me about?”
My mom set Lucy on the ground, patting her back and sending her upstairs. She turned to me and pointed her finger at me. “You know…she didn’t say,” She shrugged. “But it’s good that she’s taking you out. You need a break.”
“Mom, I’m not stressed out.”
She turned away and washed her hands before coming over to me and sitting down in the dining chair next to me. “When you’re worn out, you say stuff that you don’t mean.”
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