Trouble in Hell

Chapter 7: Not all girls are the same

•Tessa's POV•

We drove home in complete silence. I looked straight at the road in front of me making sure not to look at Bella whose eyes were concentrated on me as I drove. After the stunt she pulled, I was seriously pissed. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white.

"Tess?" She called my name and I ignored her, turning left towards her house. I sped up slightly watching the cars in the review mirror get smaller.

"Tess?" She said louder and I ignored her again. I saw her house in the distance and slowed down again to the speed limit.

"Tess?" She said it angry this time and I saw her turn her body towards me from the corner of my eye but I still didn't answer.

"Tess?" She nudged me on the arm and I still didn't answer her. I pulled up on her driveway, turned off my car, and faced away from her out my window, waiting for her to leave.

"Tess, don't be mad at me."

"Give me a reason why not to be mad at you." My voice came out in a low rumble.

"It's your last year in high school and I want you to enjoy it. Every day you're always by yourself, cleaning, studying, doing things that are already done, or at the gym training your ass off, you need a break. Take a day off."

"I'm fine. I don't need a break."

"You're fine?! The other day I found you asleep, in your car, AT SCHOOL!"

"I had a long day at school that day." I let it go.

"It was 7 in the morning before school started."

"I had a fight the night before."

"It was a Wednesday! We don't go to the arena during the week!"

"What's your point, Bella?" I said annoyed and turned to her. Her face was twisted in hurt and she rubbed her arms like she was cold. I crossed mine and looked at the armrest not wanting to see the look on her face.

"Think of it like this. Allison, she just got into high school. She has been through a tough time since... yeah. Do you want her to have social problems too and get bullied like you or do you want her to have fun and not feel sorry for herself all the time, like you?"

I thought about it for a while then looked down at my steering wheel in defeat. I love my sister. She's been going through a tough time in life and I don't want her to grow up like me. Easily angered, trust issues, lurking in the shadows, bullied, no friends, a lot of bad secrets, and a checkered past. She might have a disability but it's not her social life. She's already had some trouble since last semester with walking around school, drawing attention and a boy in her class named Caiden already makes her come home complaining. She's my only light in life and I don't want her to go dim.

"Fine, we'll go to the game."

Instead of jumping over the seat and celebrating like crazy like usual, she reached over and gave me a tight hug. As usual, I did hug back. I just tapped her on the back.

"Thank you." She squeezed me slightly then let go and opening her door.

"I'll see you at the match tonight, yeah?" She said as she was about to get out. I lifted my hand in the air and quickly stopped her.

"Wait." She paused and turned towards me. "Celeste?" I questioned her.

"You said if I gave them your name, so I thought fast and didn't."

"So who's Celeste?"

"I don't know. I just made up a name up on the spot and may I just say, it turned out not good but great." She laughed and flipped her hair over her shoulder.