Wings

Waking the Demon

 "Andrew, where the hell are you? I texted you like ten times and you're not answering your stupid cell!" Pandora yelled angrily into her cell phone. She groaned and flopped back onto her bed, staring up at the white ceiling. She wanted a black ceiling but she never got what she wanted. She couldn't even get a decent boyfriend who picks up his phone. But Pandora assumed that Andrew wanted sex and only sex so she wasn't to considered about his disappearance.

Pandora looked into the mirror, long thick black hair that flowed to her breasts, blue eyes that were darker than her sisters, pale skin, she thought she was hot. But her mother saw her as a vampire due to the black eye liner smudged under her eyes. Her mother. She hated her mother with a spit fire passion. She was a typical mother controlling and borderline insane. She protected Pandora like she was some sort of pristine diamond, but the truth is that Pandora is more like a blotchy piece of sea glass. Pandora knew why her mother was overtly defensive. It was because of Sarafine. Everything was Sarafine's fault in Pandora's eyes. The reason why her mother paid no attention to her when she was five, and why she is so controlling now. Pandora hated her sister with an ice cold spit fire to the point of thoughts of murder crossed her mind every once in a while.

Suddenly her cell phone began to ring and buzz. It was Andrew.

"Hello." Pandora mused over the phone. For an eighteen year old she was a tad voluptuous.

"Hey baby. There's a thing going on in the woods tonight. Wanna be my plus one?" Andrew said whispering loudly.

"Okay I guess. But I have to get around the mom-ster first." Pandora whispered while shutting and locking her bedroom door. She loved the woods. They were so dark and mysterious, and you never really know what to expect. And she didn't mind a good party.

"Okay. It's at the usual place, near the big apple tree in the middle....."

"Yea I know I'll be there." Pandora cut him off quickly hearing her mother's footsteps coming down the hall.

"Pandora." Her mother whispered as Pandora put her headphones in and blasted Death Angel, pretending not to hear her. "Honey, I found this in the trash. We need to talk."

Pandora moaned and pulled out her headphones as her mother awkwardly knocked on the door again.

"Come in I'm decent." Pandora shouted, as her mother uncomfortably entered the small black hole of a room. She was an awkward woman by nature with mousy brown hair that mixed between Pandora's naturally dark brown hair and Sarafine's sunny locks. Her eyes were a glossy shade of grey that looked dull and small, and her arms were covered with small brown spots and blotchy sun burn. And in her hands was an invitation to Sarafine's wedding this June.

"Honey this has to stop." Her mother said while trying to straighten out the crumpled pastel invitation. Pandora knew what she was going to say, but she didn't care and a flush of anger spread over her. "You are going to your sister's wedding."

"Why? Why should I have to go to her wedding? We're not close and she doesn't want me there anyway." Pandora said sliding off the bed to face her mother.

"Listen to me Dory. Your sister needs you. She had a rough couple of months, and you being there to support her and Daniel will make them happy." Her mother said trying to grab Pandora's hand, but Pandora pulled away at the sight of it.

"What about my happiness!" Pandora now shouted at her mother. "It's not always about her you know! What about my dance recital that you had to miss when I was seven because she imagined that there was a dragon in the toilet, or what about when I graduated middle school and you missed it because she thought she saw a monster in the auditorium."