Rules

Broken Rules- 2

Do you ever have that moment in life when you want to kill someone, brutually, might I add?

Well, I am having that moment right now.

I looked blankly at my sister and then the cracked phone in my hand and then I looked at her again. Taking a deep breath, I slowly spoke, "You have three seconds to disappear from this world before I make you."

I didn't have to complete my sentence before she ran away crying to my mother. I looked at my phone... my poor poor baby was broken. My instagram, whatsapp and most importantly, wattpad was gone.

"Elliot James Matthew" I heard my mother call before she walked up to me. "Why are you being mean to your sister?"

I didn't speak and just showed her my baby. I was in too much shock to speak. Now I'd have to actually talk to people, ugh! Wait, did my mom always have that mole on her face?

She gasped when she saw it. "Elliot, what on earth!? Your father is going to kill you! We are already under so many debts and you broke your phone!" If she's reacting like this, how will my dad?

"I.did.not.break.it"

"But you did put it somewhere in your sisters range. Anyway, you are not going to get a new phone until graduation." She said and walked away leaving me with a twitching eye and mouth open wide. Okay, I am officially dead.

My mom is the epitome of double standards.

Maybe this is karma getting back at me for steal- I mean borrowing Victoria's phone. She deserves it though and I am going to give it back to her, after playing a small prank, of course. Then I remembered my phone and I fell on my knees on my bed while clutching my phone to my chest.

"You've always been there for me. Always... and I treated you so wrong. I don't blame you for leaving. I don't deserve you. You've given me everything. You've been there for me through sickness and health, through richer or poor-"

Then the bell rang ruining the emotional scene.

I ignored it and went back to nursing my phone in my hand but then the bell rang again and again making my eye twitch in annoyance. I slowly got up from my bed and placed my phone down carefully using both hands unlike all the times I threw it around.

I went downstairs and opened the door coming face to face with my bestfriend Olivia. A little intro to Olivia: She has been my bestfriend since we wore diapers. We actually became friends through our moms because they were great friends in college and that friendship didn't cease after college ended. Despite the fact that the both of us are polar opposites, we are still bestfriends... somehow.

Then I noticed her formal attire. Her blonde hair were pushed back into a french braid leaving a few strands in front and she was wearing a baby pink dress which reached her knees. Her face was fully caked up with flour, I mean makeup and she looked like she was going to a party.

"Hey, Ellio-", she started but was cut off when I closed the door in her face. I started walking back to my room to cry over my phone when my mother stopped me on the way.

"Who was that on the door, Elliot?", she asking raising an eyebrow.

"Olivia", I replied and started walking when I felt someone (my mom) tugging my ear and dragging me back to the front door. She opened the door and pushed me outside making me stumble into Olivia.

"Have fun", she said and closed the door on my face.

Hello darkness my old friend...