Two pt 1: One of my mistakes

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Do you even loose appetite to study?

How could I have ever thought of something dumber than my younger sister?

I was thinking about these as I walked on the road obviously on the way to my house.
The students who were walking too didn't make me feel lonely even though they were in other schools, my house is just twenty minutes away.

Which mom ever decides to punish you by walking on the street? My mom.
Well, I don't blame her though since she thinks that I am over pampered and have opportunities waiting for me.

"Gina, you are an African child and you need to focus on your studies! Just because your Dad and I are rich doesn't mean you have to do whatever you like! When I was like your age I didn't have opportunities ........".

And the rest that I never listen to,the torture started and I was forced to get used to it.

Silent tears escaped my eyes and like a strange idiot I cleaned it just as it came. My mum's right, I have no future of my own but I have enough people already to spell that to me.

I was feeling very stupid and sad that was until I saw a man urinating in public and I felt a wave of disgust run through me.

At least there should be public toilets

My thoughts are interrupted when I see a familiar house and I feel an urge to punch something, somebody and the first person I saw when I entered was punched/slapped.

Did I just do that?

"Tammy I am so sorry, I didn't know you were the one,seriously!" I tried my failed attempt of an apology. My elder brother's face didn't hold any emotion.

"Hello to you too, Gina."he said his face red which made me feel like the worst sister on the planet. This became worse when I noticed my younger sister standing with her mouth agape staring
at me. My elder brother went inside after sending an evil smirk my way.

I was in for it

"Heartless goat!" I shouted back knowing he would hear me.

"How is he heartless when you were the one that punched him?" my sister said readily to start a fight.

"It was a mistake."
   
That's what you always say." She said clearly shouting back at me.

"Hey, watch it!" I commanded shoving her to the side and moving inside the house.

I would have put her into her place and tell her she had no right to speak to me like that but I was already in deep shit trouble and I would like it if I skipped my way out of it.

Trying to carry out my plan by sneaking out of my room unnoticed, I also knew little success hardly went my way so I had to put much determination than I had done in History class.

Thomas Logun was not only my only elder prankster of a brother but he was a brainac too. I think that is what this is about, him being at home, it was not the time for vacation yet so it had to be.

I didn't know where my thoughts and mind were until I hit a shoulder that I known too well, one that I knew I was  running away from.

I looked up at my brother with pleading eyes clenching my fists in the process. Instead of the pity I was never shown, he gave me a shove, seeing my unaffected state he carried me downstairs while I was screaming and wiggling out of his grip.

"Just leave her Thomas!" Mum yelled at the angry baboon.

Okay. Funny I just called him a baboon.

Metaphorically used. Hah!

For a second I didnt feel his strong grip on me until my butt hit the ground I found out what he had done

I scrunched my face and groaned. That hurt

"Mom said I should let go" He shrugged and walked away.

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