Learning to be Sister's [discontinued]

Azeala Four

Azeala took a deep breath and with a very calm look turned to her mother, "I'm going out now. Have fun."

It wasn't her fault the words came out bitter, after all, they even taste sour rolling around in her mouth. She latched onto Kloe's hand and swiped the keys to her car from the near by table top, opening the door and slamming it shut. When they got to her Jet-blue Camero, courtesy of her deadbeat father, she opened the door and clambered in.

She waited for Kloe to get in before turning it on then she rested the back of her head against her seat and closed her eyes,taking a deep breath.

"You okay?"

Azeala couldn't find any way to force the words to come out of her mouth, they seemed stuck there. Instead, she gave a small nod.

She was pissed, at Anastatia and at Ford. Ana's words rung true and it made Azeala want to rip off both their necks but the statement also made Azeala's head hurt and that was unexpected. She could deal with anger but she couldn't deal with pain  — she couldn't deal with hurt, again.

Straightening up and hardening her heart, she turned to Kloe and smirked. "We have to pay someone a visit."

Kloe nodded slowly, unsure of how to react to her best friends sudden change of mood. Silence seemed like the best answer.

Quickly, Azeala found Jonahs number and typed in a simple, You lied, before putting her car in drive and heading towards their destination.

Azeala was going to get revenge.

"Are you sure about this?"

Azeala rolled her eyes and nodded. "Just stay in the car.

"Fine."

Azeala stood up and grabbed the plastic bags from the back sweat. Ford, she knew, was staying at his best friend Kyle's house all day today and tomorrow and his parents were gone for the next two weeks.

His car was parked in the driveway and she smiled, heading over towards it. She set her bags on the ground began taking out the supplies. After she was done she kicked the bag aside and grabbed her first item. Lipstick.

She took the bright pink lipstick and popped it open, twisting it and began to draw crazily on the hood of his back Chevy. She smirked, thinking of him trying to clean the mess and only smudging it more. Then she tossed that in the bag and took out a can of Coca Cola, popping the lid open and turning it upside on the hood.

She didn't mind that it splashed on her and she tossed it along side the bag when she was done.

Then she bent down and reached for the Brake fluid she had purchased and began walking up and down as she spilled it everywhere from the back of his car to his hood. When it was emptying she set it with the other two items and took out two cans of silly string, simultaneously releasing them both on the car until there was nothing left.

She found the cool counter of eggs she bought and smashed them all over the car, smirking every time she heard the crunch. When she was done she shoved them back in the bag and stepped back to admire her work. A tad bit overboard still, it felt damn good.

"Hmm, it seems like it's missing something." She snatched the bottle of nail remover she always carried in her car and emptied it onto the roof of his ride and then pulled out her keys.

With a satisfied sigh, she shoved it into the side of his car and walked along side it, laughing as the sharp sound of the metal being scratched rung in her ears.

When she was done, she mirrored it on the other side and then grabbed up all the evidence and skipped over to her car.

"That's deep enough." She stood in front of her car and pulled out her IPhone, snapping several pictures of her handy work and then shoving it into her pocket.

She turned to Kloe, "Damn, that felt good."

"It looked like fun, you should of let me come."

Azeala shook her head, "Nah. I wanted to do this by myself."

"Do you think you over did it a little?"

"Nah, I wanted to be sure."

Then she grinned and threw her head back in laughter, starting the car off.

As she drove she couldn't help notice that while the feeling had been satisfying, it didn't make the hurt she had go away.