"Stop crying." Sarah whispered sadly,nudging me.
"I can't...help it...tried to be that...nice sister...and help her out...but no I'm a stupid annoying bitch." I said in between sobs. This was to much for me. I have never been in this much drama before, and I just can't take it. Not even when I trying to be a good sister did I do things right. What was it about Belladome that caused me so much stress and heartache.
"Okay can you please calm your mental breakdown," Trish said unsympathetically. "You look pathetic."
I looked at her again and sobbed some more. Mind already fragile, I couldn't even think of a comeback and simply slumped in my bed.
"Trish!" Sarah hissed, putting a protective arm around me and glaring at Trish who looked like she could care less.
"It's true. So what if she just had a break-up. And so what if her sisters hates her at this moment. I get it, but did anyone ever tell you Elissa that you're a huge cry baby."
I took a few deep breathes and decided to gain my cool. Sometimes Trish could be a huge bitch, but I knew she was blunt and straightforward. Sighing, I wiped my eyes with my gown. "This is just too much for me. I'm sorry, but I'm not use to this type of drama and chaos. I've never been under this type of stress and I'm trying to figure out how to handle it, but tears seem to be the only way."
Face blank, Trish threw her arms in the air. "Welcome to the grand scheme of life."
Alice looked at me and came over and hugged me, softly patting my head. "Ignore Trish. You are loved."
I started to cry again when my dad appeared. "Ellie," my dad said walking through.
I quickly wiped my tears away and smiled at him. "Hey dad are you going to check me out now?" I said trying to hide the fact that I was crying.
He nodded seeming exhausted and barely paid me any mind as he exited the room. I changed into the clothes I had when I was brought here while the girls all chatted and walked out with Sarah, Alice, and Trish. At least I was out of the hospital, now I could at least get a few things done and put other things in perspective.
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I quickly walked up the stairs and barged into my sister's room.
"What the hell is your problem?" I screamed at her face like thunder trying to put on the angry big sister act.
She didn't even bat an eye as she bounced up off her bed and charged at me. "Get out." She growled at me.
"Hell no, who the hell did you think you were talking to?" I sneered walking into her room, easily pushing my way through when she tried to push me out.
"I was talking to you obviously! Don't you get it? You ruined everything with Dylan. He was mine and I, we we're happy."
I squinted my eyes totally confused and slightly worried by how out of it my little sister seemed to be. "He was cheating Isabelle."
"I knew that!"She admitted.
I looked at her like she was crazy. "Then why in the hell would you stay?"
She shook her head, face crumbling. "Just get out, you don't understand."
"That's what I'm trying to figure out." I replied softly seeing her inner turmoil clear on her face.
"Just get out!" Abruptly, Isabelle screamed at me. My eyes widened at the level of her voice and took a good glance at her. Her face was red, yet she looked like she was going to burst into tears. Obviously, her emotions were all over the place, and if she didn't want someone to lean on then that was fine with me.
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Sweet Poison
Teen FictionIt's everything she ever wanted and everything she hates. It's the tantalizing, dangerous game of give and take. It's the unstoppable game of fate: love. Will she win it or will she lose it all? Getting over a break-up is hard, trying to move on...