-Carol-
"Come down, Carol!" my mum yelled at me.
Situation? It's time to go to another 'perfect' vacation with 'old friends', as my mother called them. Honestly? I don't even know, who are they... Their names, genders... Anything. And i don't want to know that. Well, I know one thing, that it'll be like every year – she, her husband, their 'princess', mothers' friends from high school and in the last place ( haha... The best at the end, ism't it?) – me.
Yey! Isn't that perfect?
No, deffinitely not, Carol.
"Love, don't be so stubborn, or your father'll come for you!" her voice sounded quite angry, but I didn't care. He is not my father and I'm not going anywhere with her new family, old friends and their children!
Nah, like last year: I'll be the oldest and Clementine (isn't that beautiful name? Sounds like a name for princess... And she is. Their princess. Not like mine. Mine was revenge! Christmas, Christmas time is heeere... Ugh.) will find another poor victim and rape him, or what's she doing with them.
But you don't understand, Carol! She is a big girl now! She is 13 years old! Not 12... Oh, sorry, I forgot.
And what I did when I was twelve? When I was twelve, I had to do all work around house and noeone cared. And her majesty Clementine the 3rd? She doesn't even know how to turn on washing machine... (Carol! You again don't understand! She's almost adult... And she know how to turn on other things. Oh gosh! Stop thinking at it. Get out of my head!)
Keep calm, Carol, keep calm. You are staying here for nice two months without your family! You not going anywhere..., I tried not get more mad at them. I knew, that in the end I'll have to go with them, but to make them angry and destroy a good mood on the vacation... That was a challenge!
"Carol, come..." mother opened door from my room without knocking. She already sounded tired.
Maybe I shouldn't do that. Think... What it would be like if you aren't that stubborn? And if you would try to understand them... And to know the-, i shook my head to get these thoughts out of my head. I have to be strong!
"Why I have to go? You don't need me there. And it would be cheeper for you." me trying to find some arguments why not.
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Watermelon //one direction//
Fanfiction"Fuck you." "If you want..." he raised his hands, like he doesn't care, but like that idea. Oh, fuck you.
