We both looked at the space where the honking was coming from and I was unsurprised to see my mother’s car, an Audi A3 (also known as The Submissive Special from Fifty Shades of Grey). Her car was kind of like Anastasia Steele’s from the book Fifty Shades of Grey by E.L. James but unlike Ana’s my mum’s car is silver. I smiled at Fallon and told him that was my mum and I had to go. Just as I was walking away he yelled, “I’m hurt! You won’t even introduce me!” I just laughed at him and got into the passenger seat of mum’s car.
“Is that your boyfriend, Melissa?” my mother asked with a twinkle in her green eyes that none of my siblings, except my baby sister, Amanda had inherited.
“No mummy. I’m single,” I replied smiling as my mum reminded me of a teenager at times- or I was smiling until I heard my older sister, Katrina say, “Oh with looks and a body like hers it’s no surprise.”
I turned my body towards the backseat so as to face her. I met her stormy gray eyes and I dared her to say it to my face but she just kept smirking at me like the bitchy nineteen year old ‘woman’ she claims to be and so I dared her once more to say it out loud, to my face once more but then Kara, Katrina’s twin and my oldest sister just joined her in smirking with her equally stormy gray eyes dancing with amusement then she must have had enough of smirking because she said, “Have you no respect for us- your elders-, Katherine?”
I snorted probably sounding very unladylike and whisper-yelled, “When you two wenches that I am forced to call sisters are deserving of my respect then you shall have it but I can guarantee that you will never have it because I do not respect prostitutes.” Katrina turned a horribly unattractive shade of red while Kara was about to open her dirty mouth and make a seething comment, no doubt however our mother interrupted her before she could start talking yelling, “Enough! All three of you! Kara and Katrina, stop antagonizing your sister. Katherine, stop insulting your sisters. Today is the Lord’s Day and you shall not fight!”
As soon as our mother finished her rant we all quieted down but Kara and Katrina kept shooting me dirty looks. My ‘sisters’ or as I prefer to call them in my mind ‘the wenches that happen to be half-related to me’, and I do not get along at all and we do not look a thing alike as well. They have their father’s black hair and stormy gray eyes while I have golden blonde hair which Mandy (Amanda) and I had inherited from mum, and sapphire blue eyes that I most likely inherited from my birth father- whoever he is.
When we made it to the church half, if not all the men’s heads turned and I didn’t wonder why, not for even a second- my mother and siblings where obviously the cause. My mum with her golden blonde hair and green eyes wearing black pumps and a formfitting wrap dress looked sexy with a capital S, and my sisters with their ebony hair pulled into innocent-looking ponytails while wearing way too much makeup, wedges and matching slutty outfits where total knockouts although my sisters knockout side is more on the slutty side while my mum’s is more on the wholesomely sexy way. I, on the other hand? I don’t even rank.
My sisters being the sluts they are started winking around and some women standing next to the men they were eye-raping shot them glares. I stifled a laugh at what was occurring in front of me but then Kara and Katrina obviously heard because they shot me dirty glares but I just shrugged it off... I’m used to them being the way they are it’s kind of hard not to be after a little bit more than fifteen years.
Anyway we entered the church and the service began but I couldn’t help but question my faith, it’s hard not to when there are two completely contrasting ideas in my surroundings. There’s what the Bible says: that God created humans and the world and everything else in it, and then there’s what science states: that the world and everything in it was formed by The Big Bang Theory. Sometimes I’m so lost when it comes to my faith and I have absolutely idea what I should do. Should I continue to put my faith in something I have no concrete proof even exists- should I put my faith in God? Or should I put my faith in science and all the proof in the world?
