Someone Like Me

Chapter Thirty-Four: And Now A Few 'Nice' Words From My Mother...

Within an hour there were thousands of comments on both of their photos. Almost all of them were positive and they asked for more of us together. While very few seemed to not like me for taking Dalton off the market. But the rest were amazing and they loved the two of us. They wanted to know more about me, how long we've been together, and what it was like to talk to Peaches. It made me realize with these comments that they didn't see that I was Peaches's sister. It was relieving because I didn't want to be known as Peaches's sister. I wanted to be known for who I am...though I didn't mind being called Dalton's girlfriend. Then there were well over a million likes on the photo too. It was overwhelming.

Then there was that one comment from an obsessed girl from Charlie's page that none of us could stop laughing at. She asked in big capital letters asking if Charlie was taking his shirt off for me and if I have seen him shirtless. She looked to be about twelve in her profile picture. Charlie was going to be cruel and reply with a yes to her. But I told him that he would be mean. I know, lame, but I didn't want to upset a fan.

Though it didn't stop there. Soon enough it was all over the news for a couple days. Everyone seemed so excited to know who Dalton Mountain's girlfriend was and who the mystery girl was that made Peaches cry. But not once was Peaches mentioned as my sister. No one seemed to know that. But once Peaches and my mother saw the news and pictures, everything seemed to go downhill for me.

Peaches was throwing a fit, probably one of the biggest I have ever seen. My mother was beyond pissed at me and what I had 'done to my sister.' I didn't do anything, that's what I tried telling her while Peaches cried on the couch like a little baby.

"You've done nothing? Nothing?! Look at her! You're ruining her life and career because of what you have done. You just needed the attention didn't you? Poor little Cherry thinks she doesn't have enough and had to take it from her own sister. You're a senseless ungrateful child!" My mother shouted at me. It was early in the morning and I was called for from my bedroom. The TV was on to the morning news as they continued to talk about the posts.

"Don't you understand how hard she has been working just to get to this point?! Now she has to deal with all this stress and drama that you caused because you couldn't just keep your damn legs closed." My mouth hung open in shock. Did she just say that? To her own kid? "You are just so special aren't you. You think that you deserve everything in the world and so you go out whoring around just so that you can get with the guy that Peaches was with. How dare you. How dare you think that you could do such a thing. Her life and career are going to be ruined because of you!"

I don't know what happened with me at the moment. I guess you could say that I felt like a volcano about to erupt. Now that everything in my life has been kept at bay and I dealt with all the crap that my mother and sister have thrown at me. But now. I was done. I couldn't handle this anymore. 

"How is that ruining her life?" I pointed at the TV while my voiced rose with each word I spoke. I was shocked at myself for talking back to my mother. This was the second time I have done it but this was in person and not behind a mask. "They don't even know we're sisters! It's like you want me to live in the shadows because everything always seems to be about Peaches with you. All your attention is on Peaches! You live you whole life around Peaches and have pretty much turned her into one of you living dolls so that you can live your dead career. Why don't you stop pulling the damn strings and allow Peaches to have control of her own damn life instead of trying to live through her. You have another kid and I standing right here! Not everything is about Peaches! The world isn't going to be all eyes on Peaches forever! Yet, you act like it is and when I get even a little attention from someone who actually cares for me. You lock me away or ground me!"

"Stop arguing with me! Go to your room and don't leave! You're not allowed to see him ever again, you knew that Peaches has been trying to be with him! It would help both of their careers! Peaches should be with him. You are not even pretty enough to be with a man like that!"

Yes, my own mother said that to me.

I felt my heart shatter at those words.

I lost all respect for her.

I couldn't speak after that. I didn't even listen to my mother's words because I went to my room, changed, and left. She yelled at me to come back to the house but I didn't listen. I got into my truck and left with my mother yelling at me from the front lawn. I didn't know where to go as I watched my eyes fill with tears. I couldn't believe she had just said that to me.

I didn't know what to feel. My mother has always told me what I shouldn't do but never has she said something that kicked me on the floor. It showed how heartless she was becoming. It was like...she was trying to live her life through Peaches. Because Peaches was perfect in every way possible, who wouldn't want to live like her? My mother did everything with her and not once did she ever do something with me. It was always about Peaches.

I grabbed my phone and tried to call Dalton but he wouldn't answer. I knew that he was working but I was hoping that he would answer. I called twice before giving up. Tears trailed down my cheeks as I drove towards the diner. I didn't know where to go. Dalton was at work...I could see him, but his father wouldn't too happy to see me. He loves me but when Dalton had to work, he needed to work.

Charlie.

I called him. It rang and rang until it went to voicemail. I choked back a sob and tried one more time. It kept ringing and I could feel my heart shatter into a million pieces. It felt like I had no one at the moment. All I wanted was someone, I needed someone. Someone who could comfort me. I sounded so weak. What is wrong with myself? Why couldn't I just tell Dalton no yesterday? Why did I have to let him reveal who I am? I would have never—

"Hey Darling," Charlie's tired voice filled my ear. My body relaxed and a sob left my lips. I bit my lip from crying. "Darling?" He heard it, "Hey, Darling, is everything alright? Are you okay?" Worry filled his voice.

"No," I forced myself to say.