I shouldn't have come here. This was a big mistake. So what if I couldn't see her one last time. NO.BIG.DEAL.
Now I am sitting here at the kitchen counter stirring the spoon in my fruit loops cornflakes. I can't even swallow because all of this people. Suffocating me to the point I just want to run away and lock myself in a room.
Let me rewind.
I'm Mealiya Sweeney. I went MIA five years ago. So yesterday I finally grew my invisible balls to see my sister, Aurora Sweeney, The only family I have. I got to know that she recently bought a family motel on the countryside. Yes,she actually bought a fucking motel. Must be because of the broken heart. Okay not sure but I know that bastard Queen is behind this.
I actually thought that I could live a peaceful life but no it's like life is mocking me itself.
So I arrived in the midnight, all lights off, the whole area cold, dark and empty. That's a good sign. I don't want noisy neighbours not minding their own business. I went inside after breaking the lock and no. Don't ask me how. Man I was so goddamn tired to even stay on my feets. So I just went ahead and crashed on the couch.
I heard a thud sound. Oh wait, that was me. After some moaning and groaning I managed to open my eyes.The first thing I saw was people. Did I mention that I hate people? Yes, so loads of people and my scrunched(I don't even know if that's a word) up morning face is not a good combination.
The second thing I see is known and very familiar faces. I can also see him.
Oh hell.
"Oh god, Mae. Are you okay? Did anything break? Do you feel like throwing up? Does your head hurt?", a voice spoke up. Wow give a person a little break. I looked up to see who's the person that's asking me so many questions. The clouds before my eyes start to clear up. The face belongs to Jenny.
AND that is, drum rolls please, Jennifer Apple Rogers herself. My housemate slash an annoying little twat slash the Asian barbie slash miss happy-go-lucky. Of course. Of course she will follow me here but for the first time she is here before me. Can't this woman survive a few weeks without me? Apparently no.
Alex pushed past her and started to help me up. Yeah like I needed help. I ignored his hand and got up on my own. He gulped downs his filthy saliva and looked thoroughly nervous. Huh. As he should be.
With narrowed eyes, I asked him "Where's she?" Right then. A chit came forward and questioned me "Who're you? How the hell did you get in? Why are you he-
The culprit interrupts "She is her sister. Aurora's sister." Everyone looks surprised at this, even him. I simply ignore them like I always tend to do. I asked again "Well where is she, Alex?"
Aurora sweeney descends from the stairs, wearing a bright summer dress looking fresh as ever. All eyes turn to her. Looking very absent-minded, she entered the kitchen and started to make her tea. Did she even notice me? I make a bee line to her and put my hand on her shoulder. This seemed to grab her attention. She turned around and looked at me with her glassy eyes. Bambi must have told her I was coming. She sniffled a little. Did she have a cold? She looked at me and started to tear up. I widened my eyes at this. Hell not even a word and I already made her cry. What can I say? It's my speciality. Note the sarcasm please.
I simply drag her to the kitchen, holding her hand as gently as I could.
"Rory, I'm here." I engulfed her in my arms and tried to shush her up. "I'm sorry. Please don't cry."
Her limped arms go around me, tightening so badly like she thinks I'll disappear. Can't blame her. I did do that five year ago. She cries even harder now, making feel worse than ever.
After she calmed down a little, I handed her the tissue box from the counter beside her. Ignoring my wet shirt, I looked at her "Are you okay now? Do you need a minute?" She shakes her head at my latter question.
I smile at this "Can you give me some breakfast now? I'm so darn hungry."
