All I can remember is my sister telling me mom died, then life hit me pretty hard.
~Two years later
"Christina!" I heard a familiar voice call my name.
"Ughh!" I groaned.
"Christina you have to get up!"
My sister Jayla yelled, " Christina get the hell up its 5:00 in the damn evening."
"Ok ok im up!" I yelled as Jayla glared at me.
"Tayler called the house five times wondering if you were alright."
"Did you tell her I wasnt here?"
I asked in a tired voice.
"No." Jayla said "shes on her way here now so go take a shower you need to see your bestfriend."
"Jayla!" I yelled as I threw the pillow at her, "I dont want to see anyone!"
"Christina I know your stressed out from the last five months but its time to move on." Jayla said.
"Jayla..." I said as she paused before walking out of the door "you being single almost all your life telling me to move on when you basically havent experienced love."
"First of all..." Jayla paused "you dont know a damn thing about what happened in my life since I been away in Canada!"
"Well sit and inform me." I said sarcastically.
"You want me to sit here and explain myself while your just sitting here ignorning everyone because of someone who didnt even care about you!" Jayla yelled "How fucking accurate, think Christina he's somewhere with a whole nother woman and your here crying and being upset for no reason."
"Whatever!" I yelled while she walked out the door.
