Chapter 2 : Living with Uncle Wayne and The Two Demons

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Chapter 2: Living with Uncle Wayne and The Two Demons

I’m staying with Uncle Wayne, Serene as well as her daughter, Ana. I am much closer with Uncle Wayne compared to both Serene and Ana. Since the day I step into their house, Uncle Wayne is the only one who made me feels like I’m home. He is like my father to me and I really love him. When I woke up late for my school or breakfast, he would come into my bedroom and wake me up.

Last Saturday:

Uncle Wayne went into my bedroom and sat beside me, who’s still in her La La Land.

“Diana sweetheart, wake up” he pat my head like some dad does and kissed my forehead.

“Good morning uncle,” I croaked through my parched lips and rubbed my eyes. I stretched my body and yawn like a hippopotamus which makes him chuckled and shook his head.

“Come on lazybum, it’s 9 in the morning. I need to go to work. Make sure you-“

“Yeah, yeah go bath, wash my hair, help aunty Serene buy some groceries if she needs any help, behave myself blah blah blah saameee ooolld rooouutineee uncle.” My eyes are still close but I know that he’s smiling. At times, he will always treat me like an 8-years-old girl which I found it very girly and gross but at least I know he’s taking care of me.

“Good! I’m going off now, goodbye sweetheart,” he kissed my forehead and walked out of the door.

 Next, we have his daughter in the picture. She’s Ana, a slutty girl who would always showing of her petite figure by using tight clothes. Not to mention, she’s a cheerleader too. The good news is that she treat me like some stranger which I’m thankful for. I don’t like anyone giving damn about me except Jane. Yeah, I’m gonna talk about her later on but for now,let’s talk about my slutty cousin for a while. The bad news is that whenever Ana saw me, she’ll just have to goddamn criticize something about me, which is kinda freaking irritating. She always called me a bitch so I called her a slut. Fair and square. But nevertheless, I’m used to it already so I don’t feel hurt or insecure shit because I’ve been called worst. She will look at me as disgustingly like I’m some kinda trash bag to her and said,

“Gosh, thank goodness I don’t have any siblings because it scares me to see if they end up looking like that,” she points her index finger towards my oversized t-shirt I find it comfortable to wear. Guess what I did? No, I don’t keep quiet and let her mess with me ! I took out my middle finger and said

“It sucks to be a slut like you because you lost your virginity at sucha young age, it scares me that you gonna get HIV any time,” and went off. It doesn’t really link but at least I make her pissed much more than me makes my day. I regret saying this, well, Ana was pretty young lady BUT I think she don’t have that high standard to be smoking hot though. She depends on her freaking make up and her sexy outfit to make her look good. Well that’s not natural. When she saw any guys walk pass her, she would bat her eyelashes in flirtatious manner and do her bitchy stunts like walking sexily or even bring her small chest out to show her confidence that attract a couple of guys attention.

Eew. Gross.

But seriously, who cares? I don’t really give a damn. Unlike her, I’m not really into boys and never had a relationships with any guys before. Yeah, sad life but that doesn’t mean I don’t have male friends, I do. It’s just that we’re never been more than friends because.. Who would even want me right? Hah !

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