Cameron Dallas' Little Sister

1.8

Georgia

One week ago

"One day, all of us that are friends will separate from each other; some will relocate, some will travel out of the country while others will join their ancestors. Like the saying goes "Ten friends cannot be together for ten years" we will miss our conversations of everything and nothing; the dreams that we had. Days will pass by, months, years, until this contact becomes rare.... One day our children will see our pictures and ask
"Who are these people?" And we will smile with invisible tears because a heart is touched with a strong word and you will say: 'It was them. They were the people I had the best days of my life with,"

I end the clip of my dead grandmother talking on the video recorder during the Christmas of 2007

The eight year old Me smiling helplessly at all the presents she had. Now look at her eight years later

Wasted

I look around the empty room and see bottles of Jack Daniel's and weed piling my unmade bed full of clothes and mucus

"Georgia, there is something serious going on and why can I smell weed?" Dad asks behind the locked door

"So you've smelt it before?" I ask, a smirk slowly creeping up

"Georgia, get out before I call the cops!" He yells banging continuously on the door

"Do you want to end up like your brother?" He asks as I roll the weed up and light it up

"What? My dead brother?" I ask

"You've been in this state for days, come out. I miss my smart, talkative girl," He says

I hear him sigh and then dial three numbers: 911, then walks away

Present day

"Roberts, a visitor." The intercom blares as the doors unlock

In comes Jasmine with a flower

She smiles slightly at me then sits on my bed

"Hi," She smiles

I stay silent

"You alright? I know being in a mental hospital is awful,"

I stay quiet

"It's called rehab," I say coldly

"Oh," She says as she flicks her perfect mouse brown hair

I officially hate her. This is all her fault

I look at the guard next to the door then look at Jasmine, who was fiddling with her hands

"Get her out," I order

Jasmine looks at me, confused

"What? I just came here to tell you-"

"Out!" I yell

"Your brother's alive!"

Before I could stop her, she was out

It can't be

I saw him

In his coffin

Dead.

I stood there

She's joking, but that was a cruel joke

"Ms Roberts? Are you alright?" The guard asks

"Get her back," I say

"So soon?" He asks

"Yes,"

Moments later, Jasmine arrives

"Hi,"

I look at the guard and signal that he should get out and he immediately does. It wasn't like I was a psychopath or anything serious. Just a high girl

"My brother?" I ask

"I thought I had caught your attention," She smiles

I knew it.

She's a liar

"You are a damn gullible girl," She laughs

I look at her and brought my hand forward to slap her

She looks at her bruise on her cheek

I leap towards her and strangle her neck

"Security!" The guard yells through the walkie talkie as he tries to pull me off

Moments later, an army of guards surround me and try to pull me off

"Georgia!" They yell as Jasmine's eyeballs reach the back of her head

I killed her

That bitch is finally dead

I instantly let go and raise my hands so the guards could handcuff me.

I smirk then walk off into the van to go to the 'insanely mental's' house

Just take me to jail already

Ill go as far as children being born in this book💋💋