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"I've got so much love,
Got so much patience,
She learned from the pain,
Turned out amazing"
- Thank You Next, Ariana Grande

I could never understand why my sister hates me so much. I mean, she is stunning and boys would eventually worship at her feet whenever she walks. So, her actions got me really bemused.

For years, she's been throwing nasty glares and sarcastic remarks on me. I didn't even do anything to her. I didn't ask why was she doing this to us when we could've talked about it and make amends towards each other. Surely, I was not the best and perfect sister in the world but was I really that bad for her to treat me this way?

I'm not even half of her gorgeous face.
I hate make-ups as much as my sister loves it.
I love the smell of books while she loved the smell of those luxurious perfumes.
I love my hoodies and pajamas while she loves her lacy lingeries and crop-tops.

So, you see. I can't find any reasons why she would hate me. I wasn't even bothering her. I always hide away from the shadows of fame.

But the moment I saw her in bed bumping hips with my boyfriend. I knew everything has changed. I realised that it wasn't me who fucked up, it was her.

Slowly, I clapped my hand interrupting their session. I am not running like some coward girl.

"It's not what you think, babe." My boyfriend, oh I mean, ex-boyfriend immediately pushed my sister and hurriedly run towards me while putting his boxers on. He didn't even bother to cover my sister. Just leaving her there like a piece of trash.

It's not what I think? Is he sick?

"It's not what I think, oh yeah right, it's what I've saw. You know what? Fuck your small dick. We're over." I could congratulate my self for not breaking down a bit.

"And as for you, Stella, my great slut whore pathetic sister." I pointed her and showed her my middle finger. "Fuck you and your sluttiness. You were never my sister and forget that I am also your sister because you're some sick bitch who craved attention and opening legs is your talent." I turned toward her direction and slap her hard.

She looked like she was on the verged of breaking down but instead of showing it, she smirked. She actually have the nerve to smirk at me.

"Whatever. You're just some loser anyway." She rebuts.

I laughed.

"You know what? I was always asking myself if I had done something for you to be upset on me. But you know what? It's you all along. All your insecurities swallowed you."

"THAT'S BECAUSE IT WAS YOU! ALWAYS YOU ALL ALONG!" Stella screamed so much at me that I even flinched.

"Nobody paid me attention. It was you with your stupid books! You weren't even that pretty! It was supposed to be me. I am much better than you!" she screamed crying so hard at me while clutching the white sheets that covered her nakedness.

"AND CUUUTTTTT!" Suddenly we were interrupted by the voice of the director.
"Gosh. That was pretty intense and actually felt real. Good job everyone!" the director added.

Acting. Everyone was so great at that.

Hiding from their masks and pretend that nothing happened.

"You okay?" Clyde, who was playing the role of my boyfriend, asked me.

"Yeah, I'm good." I smiled at him and tap his shoulders signalling to him that I'm gonna go to Mary, the one playing as my sister on the drama.

"Hey, yo--" but she interrupted me with her cold voice.

"Save it." and she walks away clutching the sheets.

I heaved out a big sighed.

I didn't mean to say it to her. It just comes out naturally in my tongue.

Especially when Mary was my real sister in life and the drama was eventually my life.

Fuck.

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Hey loves,

Have you listened to Selena Gomez's song entitled "Back To You". I swear that song could really make me emotional for a minute.

What about you? Do you have any favorite song that can make you gooey-moody emotional wreck for a minute? Share!

By the way, the reason that I wrote this chapter because I have also felt what the character had felt. Insecurities. But if we don't let it consume us and let it all go, maybe we can save ourselves from hurting someone. Love yourself, always.

Anyways, don't forget to vote and comment what you think below of this chapter.

Until again!

Love,
Nina♥

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