Betrayed

Sister Problems.

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After we dropped them off at the airport and said our good-byes for now, we went back home. Taylor told me that she was ordering us some food on the way back. I'm pretty sure she's mad at me for snapping at her like that in the car. And honestly? I really don't care.

Wanna know why?

It's because whenever Mom and Dad are at work. She would burst into my room and start throwing stuff at me. Not in a abusive way, it's like what all siblings do. Piss each other off. Yeah, that's what's happening between us two. But she goes a little overboard with it sometimes.

We arrived home a little past over 6 in the evening, and I was desperately waiting for the food to be delivered. To make the time fly by faster, I went inside the refrigerator and grabbed an apple. I began walking out of the kitchen when I heard footsteps behind me. I rolled my eyes and continued my way to the stairs, and up to my room when I was suddenly yanked back down. The impact of her yanking my arm, caused the apple I haven't even took three bites out of, fall to the floor.

There goes another reason why I preferred a brother over a man beast of a sister.
"What the hell do you want Taylor? I can't even eat an apple without you attacking me?" I angrily shouted at her.
"Thanks to you. I can't invite friends over like I planned on doing tonight." She barked back at me.

Ugh, here she goes with this crap.

"Do you think I care about whatever you were planning on doing tonight? You realize this is your fault." I shot at towards her while tossing the apple away in the garbage can.
"What do you mean it was my fault? If you didn't snap at me infront of Mom, we wouldn't be talking to each other right now." She yelled at me.
"Well maybe I wouldn't have snapped at you like that, if you would've just left me the hell alone. You're always messing with me for no fucking reason. What did I ever do to you?" I yelled back.
"You better watch who you're talking to." She threatened me.

I turned towards her and rose an eyebrow, crossing my arms.
"And if I don't?"

She looked at me and went around the kitchen island that sat in between us and got closer towards me.
"You'll be truly sorry." She whispered.
"Never." I scoffed.

She glared at me again before going in the living room to turn the TV on. I took a deep breath and went upstairs. I can't believe her. She infuriates me almost everyday and I let her.

I don't think I can stay another minute in this house with her, if I do we might end up fighting and that won't turn out any good. We dislike each other too much, and I hate it that it's like that. I wish we had a normal sister bond relationship. Where I could come home and talk to her about everything. Tell each other secrets, and laugh. Too bad our bond is the complete opposite. I know we argue a lot but in the end she's still my sister. I still love her, and I'm pretty sure she loves me too. We just....don't get along...

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The food finally arrived as I was about to drift off to sleep. When I went downstairs, Taylor was standing in the doorway talking to the delivery guy. As I was taking the food out of the bag, I decided to be nosy and eavesdrop on their conversation.

"So what time is the party?" I heard Taylor whispered to the guy.
"Around 11 until 4 in the morning. If you can't go it's—"
"No, I can. I'll just wait until she falls asleep. Just come pick me up when I text you." She told him.

He nodded and gave her a kiss before leaving. Disgusting.
"See you later." He said before turning away to leave.

I hurriedly tip toed back to the kitchen and dug into the bags to get my food. A few seconds later, she came back into kitchen and glared at me. I avoided her stares and sat down at the table to eat.
"You know, you could at least say thank you. I could've just ordered myself something to eat and let you starve to death." She laughed as I paused, before taking a bite out of my gyro.