Just Remember

Her

               ~Filomena's POV~

   I sat on my bed of crimson sheets, staring down at my phone, exactly 3 inches wide, 5 inches long, and 1 inch thick, may I add. Even though it was exactly four and a half in the morning, I couldn't help but stay up. I woke up precisely at three in order to go over my Book of Shadows, which I just recently bought for $20.

   I could feel my little sister, Gloria, standing at the doorway. Her aura is quite different than usual, which isn't a negative.

    She whimpered in a tiny, gentle voice, "I can't sleep."

   "Neither can I, dear," I say, looking over at her. Her caramel eyes looked stunning at night, I just wanted to...take them out, hold them in my palms... Forget it. She silently walked over to me, her long, curly mocha - shaded hair bouncing behind her.

   Once she got close, her aura brightened. What a relief, I didn't want to give her some more of my Rose Quartz. I place my tiny, pale hand on her cheek. It was so warm, her chocolatey skin, and so chubby, so fat. I could just squeeze her to death.

   She sat beside me on my bed, not having to jump, as I always have to do. Unlike I, Gloria obtained her parents' tall height. We have different mothers, as obvious from our difference in appearance. Her mother takes the name Arjana, originally Arjana Akunyili, but now Arjana Divine. Just like Gloria, they have strange caramel eyes that are fairly unique and common in their family. Her has long, frizzy jet black hair and a dark chocolate skin. She's very tall, and she had a big personality... Which is quite similar to her bust.

   Me and Gloria share a father, who I'd quite rather give away for free. Fritz Divine, also known as 'Shitsureina Kemono',Rude Beast. He's an alchoholic, construction worker, a narcissistic at heart. Claims to be a man of God, but I highly doubt it. A sexist, always thinking I should be a certain way. God damn, would I pay a fortune for someone to kill this man.

   I just recently came out to him as pansexual, as a nonstarter. It would've been fine if he had the heart to understand that there's more than two genders. I repeated the same thing constantly, but he wouldn't stop yapping his fucking mouth. If Arjana and Gloria weren't there, I swear on my own corpse that someone would have to call the police, as it would have escalated to a fist fight. Trust me as I say that I am not one to argue with.

   "90% sarcasm and 10% nice," I always say. Yeah, keep that in your damn mouth.

              [The Next Morning]

   Me and Gloria fell asleep around five, out of exhaustion, dearly. My father found me and my sister sleeping in my queen - sized bed, which I rarely share. It makes me quite concerned to think that a man, who turned thirty only five days before I turned twelve, walks in on me while I'm asleep. And it wasnt anything urgent, so he merely comes out as a creep.

   I don't trust Frotz, who is unworthy of being called father, around my baby sister. It was I who prayed for her, cried for her existence. He didn't want her, neither did Arjana. They actually suggested that, when she was born, she were to be set up for adoption. But it was me who held onto her, I love her. Little me, three years old and crying.