SPYING ON MY SISTERS SECRET DATES?

RAMBLING

Countless boring days had passed at college followed by countless boring weeks.Before I knew it my first month had already passed silently to silently . Normally I loved a simple life but for once I wanted something unexpected to happen something crazy but not to crazy.To be honest I'm not sure I know how much my heart can take .(I would definitely compare it to a seventy year old woman's ,no offence).

So when I dragged myself home after another uneventful day I wasn't the most excited person to realise that my older sister had a date . WELLLL I wouldn't really call it a date more of a meeting to see if there was a spark between the two .More like a love meeting. Even though I was the youngest I was extremely overprotective of my sister, we weren't the best of friends but all through our fights we loved each other.

These sorry excuse "love meetings " have been happening every couple of months .Stupid , I know right blame it on a cringy online dating site .I never really understand why people use them but there's strange people out there.
Anyway I'm getting carried away back to the story more importantly what was happening when I came back from hell oooops I mean college.

As I lay back on the sofa whilst I was cushioned inside of it  FINALLY I had thought peace and quiet , after all it was a Friday evening.For most people my age that would've meant going out with friends to the mall or parties but for me it was finally freedom for a cup of tea and well needed lie down.Or so I thought. Unable to stop myself from dozing if I finally gave up a closed my eyelids PEACE . Until I heard a scream ........... wait WHAT A SCREAM oh no no no oh no urghhh that means I have to get up actually move and see what's happening .

But thankfully, moments later my dilemma of wanting to help someone VS not wanting to move came to an end. As my older sister(by 5 years) entered the room , more like MY ROOM. Her stunned and excited face stared at me , pretty creepily to be honest . 2 long minutes followed past of her shell-shock emotions whilst I was extremely grateful for 2 more minutes of contempt.

 "SO aren't you going to ask me what happened ?"She questioned. Urghh I spoke too soon. "So Eva , my dramatic sister what could ever be the problem?" I replied in monotone ."urm, well you see I have been talking to someone. I mean that's not surprising since I talk to everyone . You , my friends, teachers , busmen. I mean well no we haven't really been talking more like texting but then again I text everyone you , my friends well not teachers because that would be weird and definitely not busmen well unless I got a discount and I do email my teachers so I guess ............."Blocking out her unnecessary and mind straining rambling for the first time in ten minutes I looked at her REALLY looked at her.

Her beautiful blonde curls elegantly framed her small rounded face as her glittering blue eyes were filled with worry. Her short yet toned longs crossed in front of her making her body angle oddly.Her long manicured nails were imbedded in her palms as her fists were scrunched up in fear . Suddenly I was thrown out of my world as I heard the word , the word I wanted to constantly curse especially when it was to do with my sister the word which damaged and broke her and caused long lasting emotional distraught."I'm going on a date "Date?

"WHAT?!"I violently screeched . "Are you out of your mind? Do you know what you are talking about? What if something happens like last time? Who is it ? Where did you meet them? Do I know them? WHEN?"I bombarded her question after question and soon realised I too had been rambling. Out of breath and red in the face I looked at her again as I saw her face shift with surprise then confusion , sadness and finally anger . She stormed out the room with tear threatening to burst as I heard her oak bedroom door slam shut . I was scared. Scared ,  not for myself but for her . Memories of two years earlier fought my mind warning to escape.

I remembered when I had come back home from a part time job at the café near me. I was saving up money to buy a new phone and a present for Eva seen as it was two days before her birthday. She deserved everything good in the world, always helping people, caring for them. Yet when I returned home I saw her broken, shattered and her eyes were dull and empty, yet they told a story of sadness as tears slowly fell down her face. Her shoulders were slumped, and her steps were dragged. Her breathing slowed and her heart barely wanting to beat. It has been said that time heal all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain the same. In time, the mind, protecting it's own sanity, covers them with scar tissues and the pain lessens. But it is never gone. From that second of that day I promised her I wouldn't let anyone break her again. I wouldn't let anyone let anyone take advantage of how generous or innocent she was. I remember comforting her in the winter nights as she cried onto me and I promised I would protect her from the devil's spawns also known as immature, pathetic .........boys, because she always deserved better. She would always be to innocent, kind and good for them.

 Caging back the wild memories and thoughts of the past forcing to break free like wild animal in a zoo. I trudged my way upstairs warily. As my bare feet stood opposite the brown oak door, I lightly tapped once then twice." Hey, I'm back I didn't mean to go all ape like on you before. You know that I love you more than anything and I don't want you to get her again. Please open the door Eva. Please for me?"