The Darker Side Of Me!

Chapter 7 - Sight Seeing...

As Emilia woke up for school in the morning, she realised what a cow she had been to Lexi the other night. It wasn't like her at all! She even swore! She felt so guilty. So whilst sitting down in front of her mirror brushing her long copper locks, she decided she needed to apologise to her older sister. Mia couldn't even look at her bright green eyes reflecting back at her since felt felt so ashamed at what she said.

Looking around her raspberry painted walls, Mia felt so glum and upset. She didn't understand why she felt so crap. Even her range of teddies neatly placed on her bed couldn't cheer her up. She sat for a time on her dark wooden stool in front of her desk, deeply absorbed in her own mind.

Mia dared to look at herself through the mirror and saw what see expected to see. A distressed ginger haired girl. She gazed at herself for a while thinking of what she could say to apoligise to Lexi. In the end all she could think of saying is 'sorry for being a bitch!' Therefore she gave up, headed the direction of her dark oak wardrobe and got out her school uniform. Mia decided that she would be brave and face her sister with no plan.

After dressing for school, Emilia gave herself a miniture pep talk in her mind. She gazed once more in her full length mirror and told herself it was the best she was going to get with the way she was feeling. With this in mind, Mia stealthily crept down the corridor towards her big sister's room. She silently tiptoed to the door before taking a huge gulp of air, then entered.

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I was dressed in my school uniform for another day of pain and torture ahead. My make up looked on point when I peered into the mirror. I sighed. There must be something more to life than work and school I pondered to myself.

As I was in deep thought, I didn't hear the creak of my bedroom door when it gradually opened. So I had the shock of my life when a pair of ice-cold slender hands touched my bare arm.

"HOLY JESUS!" I squealed in fright, my heart beating ten to the dozen. I Swivelled around to see the alarmed rosie-cheeked face of Emilia, "fuckinghell Mia, you scared me shitless!"

"Oh God Lex I'm so sorry, I thought you heard me," Mia responded in a panicky manner - she almost sounded like she was going to cry. I inspected her for a few milliseconds. It didn't take a genius to figure out she was mentally torturing herself.

I guessed I needed to get my big sisterly head on since little Mia - or not so little Mia nowadays, it seemed - was going through some emotional crap. I grasped my arms around her shoulders and held her close to me. In response, she wrapped herself around my waist and shoved her head into my neck. She instantly wept. I could feel her freshly shed tears flowing down my collar. I stroked her auburn head, running my fingers through her silky curls, "shhh darling its ok, you cry as much as you want."

After a good few minutes, Emilia pulled out of our sisterly embrace. She wiped away the dampness under her eyes while looking down as if she was ashamed of something.

I encouraged Mia to sit next to me on the edge of my bed where she gently placed her head on my shoulder. "I'm sorry Lexi," she sobbed, "for everything. Lashing out on you last night, ignoring you when you came downstairs. And now this! I feel so stupid Lex, what's wrong with me?" My heart melted when she looked up at me with those clear green puppy eyes, still full of unshed tears. Yep, I knew EXACTLY what was going on with her.

I stood to hold Emilia at arms-length, "sweetheart, there's nowt wrong with you," I told her, looking her dead in the eye, "you're just growing up. What your feeling now... it's natural. It's shit I know, but all us women have gone through this, ok?"

"Ok," Mia sniffed as she rubbed her wet eyes once more.

"I suggest you talk 'bout this to mum."