Twisted

Villy$$Reunion??$$

I peel my eyes open slowly and mumble the first thing that comes to my mind, "I can't buy that lingerie now!"

"The fuck?"

My  mouth falls open as  I realize I'm still in  car with my father  with whom I don't  bother making any decent conversation let alone share my lingerie troubles.
Dread settles in my gut as I picture countless ways to strangle myself to death in pure embarrassment. Oh god  what  has happened to my  god damned brain. After a full minute of  dense silence I finally turn my head towards my father who  as if feeling my stare shifts uncomfortabely.

"Um....sorry..I -I mean ..yeah it just slipped."

God how do I even speak to him now?

He glances at me for a sheer second and simply mumble something like it's ok. The car becomes drop dead silent again.

After about thirty minutes we finally reach  to his house.(yeah his house).

The sound of engine dies down as I keep sitting in the car  and  stare longingly at the porch in nostalgia;

"Timi stop buddy!"

"Nah, catch me  Vils!"

I  gazed at the 10 year old boy with pure adoration. Timi— my half brother.
"Hey it's not fair kid.", knowing full well that being reffered as a kid annoyed him to hell. I laughed softly  as he scrunched his nose sweetly and stuck his tounge out at me.

"I'mma tell the worllldddd youuuurrrr mineeeeeee!!", he sang in an annoyingly high pitched  voice as he laughed without control. Watching him      in fake anger I snatched the letter from his hand in his moment of distraction.

"Gotcha bitch!" ,I shouted  with a wide grin.

"Language, Villy!", Catherine glared at me.

"Sorry, Cats!", I spoke sweetly not meaning  the sorry at all and  smiled victoriously as  she snarled at the nickname I called  her with. After a minute of stare on she walked back in and both me and Timi sighed in relief.

"Go in, buds or she will get angry with you."

Timi pouted slightly but followed my advice nonthless.

I smile slightly at the old banters but gloom shadows me suddenly and my anxiety comes back in full force. I was so focused on the ride home that I didn't think about Catherine at all.

She will blame me again.

I glance at my father who is sitting still in the car probably thinking how to cool down the upcoming argument. I release a shaky breath and step out of the car  putting on my blank face but I know my eyes will give it all away. I  walk towards the inevitable doom with heavy steps.

I walk with calculative steps towards the doorway, nurturing a heavy heart, probably preparing it for the  piercing accusation  to be thrown my way.

My panic soars another notch as I enter the house...Ther she is, staring at me with a judgemental glare speaking all the stories of her sleepless nights and  nurtured hate for the reason—me.

"Ca..Catherine"

My greeting reaches to dumb ears as she spins a complete 180 in absolute anger. My dad just breathes deeply for a minute then resumes to his study without another  glance. I run straight to my room or what used to my stay room  in good ol' days.

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It hurts. It fucking hurts to be a god damn dissappointment to every single being alive with a tag family to him/her. I can't do anything to change it except carry on with my pathetic existence.

After a full hour of consideration for my unavoidable hunger I decide to go have dinner  at some cosy diner for I am 100% sure that if I try to eat with the adults in the house, I will be doomed.

Not bothering to change I simply slip on my white sneakers  and pile my hair in a messy bun on top of my head ; taking some money to pay bills I slip it in my pocket and sneak out ot the house.

Her attire:

I don't give a damn if the world thinks  I'm crazy coz people I am crazy?

Walking under the veil of sky embedded with stars  I think about my possible future. One thing I am certain about  is that I am going to  be a student in here. My mother won't ever  call for me  to settle back with her. I better find a bar  to use my fake ids and diners to have dinners alone.

"Chick—A—Flick"......nice.

Sighing in relief  for discovery of  a diner I  walk inside. Not bothering to glance around I find an empty booth and slip inside.

"Hey, I am Cassy; what would you like to order?", a blonde girl asks me cocking her head in direction of the menu. I simply order a cheeseburger and fries with a coke. Easy and cheeky.

I drag my eyes lazily  around the diner whilst I wait for my food. My eyes lock with a  devilishly handsome boy. I entertain his gaze for a few minutes then devour my food when Carley  sets it down on the table.
Not wanting to be rude I mindlessly mumble a 'thankyou Camey' and continue eating.

"Um.....it's Cassy actually.", then....Cady nods her head in acknowledgment to my thankyou and thankfully saunters off.
 

I finish my food and leave the money on the table. As I step out of the diner a deep voice speaks ,"Hey."
I turn to face the same dude who was staring at me inside the diner.
"Yeah?", I question slightly confused. He clears his throat and speaks again ,"You new here?"....Oh so he wants to hold an useless conversation with me? I am so not in a fucking mood.

"Listen up bud.....", I entertain the idea of being nice for once in my life and polietly say a goodnight instead but then I decide that I so not give a fuck;so I level my  bored gaze with his  blank one and  royally finish it saying—"fuck off."

Without waiting for any reply I walk back towards my  new house slightly cursing the blonde for not providing me a ketchup—eventhough I don't like it at all.