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There is a certain level of desperacy that can be tolerated, but when it gets too much it just pisses people off. It pisses me off to be exact.
"What are you doing here? You can't be in my room." Selena's voice shouts behind me. She walks toward the picture that caught my attention and turns it face down.
"First of all you fucking asked me to come here. And second of all, why is my father's picture on your nightstand? What is wrong with you?"
"I don't have time to explain that right now. I need you to leave."
"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me why you have pictures of me, my mother and my father in your room!" I scream in horror when I notice the other pictures on her wall. "Don't you think this is fucking creepy? Don't you see how fucked up this is?"
"Why are you here? Who send you here?" She says as her lips start to tremble and her eyes start to water.
"You asked me to be here. You texeted me. Remember? What the Fuck were you trying to show me? How pathetic you are?"
"No, I didn't! I've been looking for my phone since last night. I didn't text you. It's a set up."
"I have her phone and I'm the one who did the texting." Her mom says appearing in the doorway. This is getting weirder every second.
"I told you to stop messing with my phone mom! What is your problem?" Selena screams.
"I don't care. You're slowly running mad and you can't keep going on like this. Tell her. It's now or never." Her mom says calmly.
"Tell me what?" I ask confused. How the Hell did I get caught up in this weird family's drama? As if my own dramatic life isn't enough.
"Nothing. You have to go. Please." Selena says wiping her tear stained face with the back of her hand.
I sit down on her bed feeling spiritually exhausted and cover my face in my both hands, with my elbows on my knees.
"Chaniëlle please. You're not okay. You have to go. We'll talk some other day. I'll explain everything to you, I promise."
"What do you have to tell me?" I sigh. She might as well tell me now since all this drama is going on. How bad can it be?
"No I..."
"She's your sister." A familiar male voice says. He sounds out of breath. I look up and look Chris straight in the eye before he repeats what he just said. "Selena is your sister."
My sight gets blurred, but I refuse to faint again. I cover my face with my hands again and sit quietly. I can hear them calling my name, even though it sounds like they're far away.
In my mind I'm trying to come up with everything that will convince me that this is all a joke, but the more I try the more I feel like hitting myself. How did I not notice all these signs before? How did I not catch these little hints she was dropping?
"We share more than just blood" Said on the day I came across her in the mall.
"You're the sister I've always had but never bonded with" Said when I took her shopping.
"These are all my friends except that one. She's my sister" Said when she was playfully introducing us to Justin on Valentine's day, before the ball. Justin's reaction to it. He probably already knew.
"We're more than friends, you just don't know" Said someday during lunchbreak.
"You and my mom are all I have left. So please get healthy and don't die on me too." Said on the day she and her mom came to visit me.
"There's so much I want to tell you, but I'm scared" Said a few days before she disappeared.
My dad died when I was four, she told me hers died a few days after she was born and I'm exactly four years older than her.
Now I understand her mom's behavior every time I visited. She's not as weird as I tought, she was just trying to tell me.My mom's reaction when she saw her. My mom probably recognized her.
Her eyes and that smile. I knew they reminded me of someone. I always had the feeling that there was something about her, but I thought it was just pity that I felt towards her.
She's always been weird about people coming into her room. I guess that's because of all these pictures.
And a whole lot more. There were too many clues. How did I not suspect any of this? Maybe it didn't cros my mind because of how different we look. I think I just expected a bush of curly hair like mine. Now I understand that her desperacy wasn't out of the blue. She was trying to connect with her sister.
I get up from where I was seated and walk towards her. The look in her eyes just tells me that she's scared to death.
"I'm sorry." She whimpers when I stand right in front of her and looks down as a tear drops to the floor. Ignoring the fact that I don't understand why she always keeps apologizing I wrap my arms around her and hug her tightly.
I have looked for her ever since I knew she existed, not knowing she was right in front of my nose all this while. Joy and relief floods me as I hug her tighter. It takes a few seconds for her to hug me back. I guess she was shocked and didn't expect this.
"Why didn't you tell me all this while?" I whisper.
"I thought you'd hate me... but all I wanted was to be close to you. I wanted to tell you so many times, but I just couldn't. I mean you hated me already before you knew so... I thought... I just... I'm so sorry." She sobs.
"Stop apologizing all the time. You've apologized enough for a lifetime." I say rolling my eyes. I pull out of the hug and look at her. "I always knew there was something about your eyes and your smile. Oh and that walk." I wipe her tears away. She and I are the only ones in the room now. I guess they wanted to give us space.
"I walk like him?" She asks looking down.
"Oh you bet you do. I never hated you..." I say and she raises an eyebrow making me correct my answer with a smile. "Okay I did for a while, cause you looked desperate and annoying. But I'd never hate you if I knew what your motives were. Even I got desperate looking for you."
"I'm so relieved now that you know... and actually don't hate me." She says.
Right now even though a lot of questions are going through my mind, I swallow them and enjoy the moment I've looked forward to for such a long time. I hug her again and even though this is all a shock to me, I thank God I finally found her.
I found my sister.
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