Another Order

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Immediately I closed my door I grunted in annoyance and threw the envelope onto my bed. This was becoming to much. Just to much. Dexter moved away some weeks ago I heard. I miss how he used to call me Sid. How he smiled and kissed my forehead. How he would look at me with hunger in his eyes when we were alone and say I love you Sid out of nowhere and look away. He respected me. Cared for my physical and emotional well-being. He loved me. Oh Dexter. My dear Dexter. My one and only Dexter. A knock on the door flew me out of wish land. Without waiting for a response Melody came in and sat on my bed. I sighed.
"Get out"
I told her even though I knew when she did that then Jesus would knock next. Maybe I just wanted to hear my voice.
Melody " U should be glad u have me in your life. So many people get the lyric of life but never get the perfect Melody"
Sidney "You are not perfect. You are my worst nightmare come to life."
Melody "Gee, I love you too sister!"
Sidney "What do you want?"
I moved over to shuffle the clothes in my wardrobe around just to look like I was doing something. The only task I had at the moment was to read that letter but not with my little sister's curious eyes around.
Melody "Oh I don't know. Who knows maybe I could help u read your letter. "
I turned round, "Not a chance. Now out. "
Sidney " Really?" She looked all hurt and unbelieving. She slowly sent her right hand to her chest. I wasn't amused. She loved acting for the fun of it. I went to see how bad my morning look was. It's really horrible on Saturdays cause the whole week's stress all just hits in at once. Melody didn't seem to finish her act. Getting more lines I presume.
Melody "Sidney my love, how could you. (A sniff and a sad headshake) You left me soo ah(she clutched her heart) ...broken. So alone. So....so cheated. How could you?"
I rolled my eyes and saw her slide her hand towards the envelope beside her on the bed from the corner of my eye.
"Don't" I warned.
She got up with fake anger.
" I give up" She announced.
"Don't give up so easily in life" I smuggled in an advice.
"U know wah? I'll try again." She said sweetly while coming back.
I left the dressing mirror and walked towards her.
"Good advice is good but should be applied sparingly. Too much of everything is bad" I counseled wisely.
" To think I know u. Argh. For the love of life get your sweet evil hands off my shoulders. I mean I like them there, it's just torture to imagine I'm disturbing you in any way" She continued chattering. I pushed her out the door ever so sweetly and shut it after her ever so loudly. That speech! The girl was watching too much TV. "....soo broken....so cheated" 16 and she feels cheated. I wonder how cheated she would feel at 21. I certainly feel MY life could be better. Leaving this house for one would be a change. I sat on the bed and opened the envelope. I sighed before taking out the letter. I opened it and it read,
(Fake address)
Dear Sidney,
I can't say how much I miss you. How are you my love?
Everytime I get to the office I miss you. To bring the evidence of my love, I sent this in a box. If it's not there, it was not strong enough to hold my love which is solid as rock.
My greetings to your parents. Hope everyone's gifts arrived.
With love,
Josh.
How borish. So I was supposed to "get to the office" and "bring the evidence" . Well, since I was working on a class 1 (top class) murder case I figured he meant the evidence I found on that which would help point to the assassin or assassins. I immediately rushed in for a shower in the bathroom room and came back to on a lighter beneath the letter and put it on an always hidden metal lunch tray to burn. Things we do for love I thought in a joking way.
So I don't want to tell you what you already know, I brushed my hair, pomaded, then did this and that . I got ready and set out in stretchy jeans and a white tank top. This better be needed immediately. If he tells me to drop it and leave like he did last time I'm gonna...ok, I can't do a thing. With the sealed plastic bag of evidence in my ladies bag I got out and locked my room.

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