TOUGH TIME

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"You ain't my mum to dictate to me what I should or shouldn't do!"
"Oriana!!"
I went running upstairs to my room. I banged the door at her face."Oriana, open the door!"
"No! get the hell out of my dad's life......l can never love you because you are not my mother. You're just an opportunist !!"
      "Oriana, open the damned door.......... Oriana, I know I can never be your mum but please open the door and let me in"
"No Alyna!""am phoning your dad!"
"Go to hell for all I care"I screamed bitterly
      

Before Alyna moved in here, I protested against it but dad didn't listen to me.I agree that dad should remarry but not to my mum's best friend for Christ sake. Alyna was already pregnant when they got married. So now am stuck with a little sister who drives me nut
    Cloe is her name. She is nine and am sixteen. Sometimes I just feel like am not needed here cause dad and I have really drifted apart.he was my everything
and I was he's too.

    Alyna is a beautiful young woman no doubt about that. She has this shoulder length wavy hair which makes her appearance look more flashy.she has these beautiful brown eyes. Alyna is a fashion designer and owns a boutique. I admit that she is this loving type but I just hate her now more than ever.
        Cloe on the other hand is a clumsy little brat. The only resemblance between us is our curly hair .I mean its naturally curly no chemicals added
She is my sister but I really wish she and Alyna never existed in our lives.

     "Oriana........ Oriana...... I know you're there please we need to talk" "I don't want to talk to you!" I yelled. I heard her footsteps backing out. I crawled towards my bed like a baby.why did Miss Evelyn have to phone Alyna instead of dad? I know that I shouldn't have involved myself in other peoples business but that Gwen was like a thorn in my flesh.
She(Gwen) thinks she can dictate to any one to run her stupid errands. We all agree  she is the hottest and famous girl in the school but what she does to other students is out of human comprehension.
           .
      I might have fallen asleep while weeping.
Just woke up from bed and decided to go downstairs to see what was going on since I could hear noise back in my room.l stopped half way and peeped to see what was going on
"Oriana, come down here"I heard dad say. I obliged. Alyna was with Cloe in the living room. I decided to ignore Cloe who was ogling me with her big eyes
"Oriana, tell me what the heck went on earlier today!" Dad demanded
Without saying a word to dad,I dashed straight to the kitchen because my throat had dried up. "Oriana, for forsake tell me what went on at school. Why did Miss Evelyn call your mother?I'm talking to you!"
"Dad!Alyna is not my mother and will never be.I'm just fed up with all these things. I'm fed up......I wish mum was here rather than Alyna who is just an opportunist!" I cried out almost in tears again. I couldn't stop the tears from coming. I saw the sorry look on Alyna's face. I was grimacing with pain. I was hurt that dad never took my side."You never have time for me dad.all you do is flirt with Alyna and show your love to your precious brat.every time I see you and Alyna together, I can't stop wandering whether mum actually died or was silenced by you two!". "Ana!enough of that. I've tolerated you enough. I thought you'll accept Alyna as time goes on but how can you possibly be thinking we collided and killed your mother?Alyna took care of you ever since your mother died so how can you say this about her honey?Cloe is your sister Ana"dad only calls me Ana when he wants to come to terms with me.
    "You have to learn to accept her as your mother!" Dad yelled.
"Honey,enough. You don't have to yell at her every time she she makes a mistake. She needs time...."  Alyna tried to calm dad but he snapped at her "time is what I don't have.its either now or never" and with that,he storm upstairs.
  Cloe was still staring at me."what!?" I snapped at her."Oriana...." "Don't even try......"I stopped Alyna from getting any closer to me.
I took lemon juice and went to the porch
            

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