"Bethany wake up already!" Bianca whined, poking my arm over and over. "No!" I yelled, pulling my light blue pillow over my head. "Bethany Ann Luther I swear if you don't wake up right now I'm going to grab your stupid glittery stool and beat you with it." She claimed sincerely, I immediately shot up, smacking my head on the ceiling. "Ow, fuck!" I exclaimed, nearly rolling off my top bunk. Bianca giggled. "Serves you right Bethy!" "You know I hate that nickname you bitch." "Of course I do!" She teased, flipping her long blonde hair. I flipped her off before climbing down the ladder of the bunk bed.
"I hate you so much Bianca." I snapped bitterly. "La la la la loooove you too sissy!" She sang sweetly, the words flowed off her tongue like honey over a small, yet filling chocolate bar. It was both sickening and soothing. "Don't bring Justin Bieber into this." I snapped. I didn't even know if that was his song, but I wasn't going to admit this to my titface of a sister. "Hey, don't say that." Her ghost like form frowned down at me. I hated memories like this. She was always prying into my mind, just like when I was eleven.
"Get out of my fucking mind Bianca! I want to mourn without having to see you every night!" I screamed, she sank into the floor and I finally awoke.
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Painted Rain (an original story)
RomanceOne, two, three, four, five. Five people gone missing, and nobody knows why. Six, they said. Six need to go missing for the police department to search for them. One more person. One girl who decided to get lost. A girl called Bethany. Everything sh...
