Impossible Love

Chapter 3- she's back-_-

When I arrived home, it was around 10:00am and I noticed a gleaming Porsche carrera on the drive. I must admit, it was a very nice car but the bad thing was that This could only mean one thing, Melissa was back. Great. This just gives my parents one more reason to rub it in my face that I'm not her.

I did consider going for another walk and just saying that I got lost, but I had to face her sometime and there's no time like the present. Hesitantly, I opened the door and stepped through it.

"ZOOOEEEEY" Melissa shouted through the house.

"Hi Liss".

"No hug?" she says as her smile from ear to ear was pulled down into a frown. I just shrug, the last thing I wanted to do was hug her. She's the reason I get treated like shit. She shouldn't have left, she knew how bad they were, she knew that I was the outcast of the family.

Ignoring my shrug, she pulls me into a massive bear hug. This is just brilliant...

Notice the sarcasm?

I hear footsteps coming from the living room and I did not want to face my parents, not now, not ever.

"I have homework to do" I say running up the stairs quickly. What was I thinking, Homework? It's summer holidays. Good one zoey. This is why I over think everything, because if I don't, then I come out with crap like that. Maybe she won't notice my verbal error and I'll get away with staying in my room all night. Ugh Who am I kidding, this is Melissa I'm talking about, she's a straight A student.

You see, we were so close when she lived with the family. We used to do everything together. Although she's two years older than me, she treated me like I was just one of her mates. I loved that. I miss that. She used to be like me, mum and dad didn't notice her, until they found out she could sing. They used her. They don't care about her, all they care about is her fame and money, thats the only reason they lick her ass. All this ass licking has changed her and she doesn't care about me anymore. She doesn't Skype, ring or even text me anymore. Even she now treats me as the outcast of the family.

In fact, I am the one who told her and pushed her to reach out for her dream. I do regret it but I don't at that same time. I mean, this is what she wants, it's what she's always wanted, I can't blame her for following her dream. But maybe if she didn't go, then I would still have my sister with me. She would always stick up for me but when she left, things got worse and I didn't know how to handle things. I was struggling. Mum and dad knew that, yet they did nothing about it. I don't think they realised how much it would of meant to me for them to just tell me that they care or that they are here for me. I cried myself to sleep every night. I didn't want to wake up anymore. Things would of been easier that way, they still would. But I don't want to give up. I want to escape, be free and live, but I can't do that when I live with my parents. The good thing is, I'm a fighter. I may not sound it, but I'm stronger than everyone thinks.

I'm knocked out of my thoughts when there's a knock at the door. Of course, it's Melissa. She opens it and just looks at me. Her smile quickly turns upside down when she sees a tear trickling down my face. She sits beside me and hugs me around my shoulders. I know I didn't want to see her, but this felt good. It felt like old times and like I said, I miss that. She stays in my room hugging me like that for about five minutes without a sound. She knew that I didn't want to talk. I bet she also knew what I was crying about, she always knew. Then, she just randomly left.

I was in better spirits though, it just felt good to know that I was on her mind and she actually took the time to come upstairs and hug me. I didn't think she cared, clearly I was wrong. Maybe I was wrong about a lot of things, like maybe I shouldn't hate her for leaving. I mean if I got the chance to go then I would be out of here in a heart beat. To be honest, I really should rethink as to whom I should be angry at. She only left because of mum and dad and I wouldn't hate it here if it wasn't for mum and dad, so maybe, actually no, I am definitely angry at them. Why did they have to be my parents? Surly I didn't deserve them? A rat gets treated better than me.

Then, I heard mum shout from downstairs "Zoey, lunch is ready".

Great. Now I am being forced to go spend time with both of the twits. This is just what I needed...not.

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Thankyou for reading:) I still might delete it though, not too sure. Byee ly guys.

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