Have Your Cake And Eat It Too

Our parents had set up a grand party at an event center that they owned. It had been decorated in various shades of pinks that had been chosen by Kylee. I was only there because I needed to be by default. There was no doubt that this had been turned into Kylee’s day, not mine.

There were pink flowers everywhere. Round tables were adorned with sparkly white tablecloths that had pastel pink table settings with vivid floral centerpieces. The entire class had been invited, and the majority of them were all showing up not just for Kylee, but for the glitz and glam of the whole thing. Mom and dad had made sure that a sound system was set up with all of Kylee’s favorite music. There were video monitors set up to show pictures and videos of Kylee as she grew up.

The crew had gotten everything set up. There was only one thing missing. I reached into my dress and pulled out a thumb drive from between my breasts. Opening the files for the slideshow, I inserted a file and found myself a corner to stand in silence while the party got underway. Everything was going to go off without a hitch.

About an hour after I had arrived, guests started showing up. Crowds filled the tables as the DJ announced Kylee’s arrival. Had they forgotten that I was even supposed to be there? Instead of walking the red carpet, she walked a pink one down the center of the room and up to the stage. Funny enough, she was wearing the same dress that she had told me looked too revealing. Except it was in- you guessed it- pink!

“Aww, you guys are so sweet! Thank you so much for helping me to make this the best day it could be for me! Now, there was a little bit of a problem with my sister cutting up my dress earlier-“ There were a few boos that flew across the crowd. “But luckily, mom got me a replacement just in the nick of time. Thanks, mom! You’re the best!” she exclaimed, blowing my mom a kiss.

Everyone clapped and cheered for both Kylee and my mom for a few minutes until Kylee continued. “Now, unfortunately, my mom had to put this embarrassing slideshow of us growing up together, so we all get to watch that before we celebrate.”

With that, Kylee stepped off the stage and the lights were dimmed. A sweet little song played as the screen started showing pictures of Kylee when she was young. Foster parents that were present in her childhood had sent them in. My mom had put in a few of me as well, but there were way more of Kylee in there.

As the slideshow reached the point where my parents adopted us, a cut scene of the film ripping played. The music changed, and the footage was replaced with something that was completely different. It started with Kylee ripping down that very first birthday cake my parents had given her.

People watched in complete shock as footage that Kylee didn’t even know existed played across the screen. Everything that she blamed me for was displayed across the room. “Turn it off!” She cried. The footage kept rolling, though. Scenes of her throwing herself down the stairs, throwing tea in her lap, and more played out as we grew older and older.

Even the scene of a few nights before played in front of everyone. “Did you like my little performance tonight, Sarah? I made sure mom and dad waited on you for dinner so that I could get one in. Soon, you’re going to be out of this house and in the looney bin for being cray-zee!”

“Fuck off, Kylee!”

The cameras showed a maid taking Kylee’s dress into her room, followed shortly after by Kylee with a pair of scissors. Then, she came out holding the dress screaming. It was such a nice touch.

When the footage ended, the room was completely silent. Suddenly, my face appeared on the screen. “Hello everyone. By the time you view this, I am going to be gone. For years, my sister has taken it upon herself to treat me like the villain in her story. The reality is that she has been the villain in mine. I have lived with this abuse while having no real voice to defend myself. It never mattered what I said or did, I was always the bully. Not anymore. I refuse to be your victim anymore, Kylee.

“You know whats sad? I know why you did it. You wanted mom and dad’s love. I guess you didn’t know that you had all of it and then some as you tossed me to the curb. You could have had mine, too. We could have grown up as best friends. You could have gotten more than you could have ever hoped for. Instead, you chose greed and hate. You never told me why you went into foster care, but I’m willing to bet its because your parents saw you for who you are and ran as far away as they could. That’s got to be it, right?”

“Mom, Dad. Now that you know the truth, what do you think? Am I still the monster you raised me to be? Don’t worry, you’ll never hear from me again after today. I got into Harvard’s School of Medicine. Did you know that? I’ll bet you didn’t! I have a full ride scholarship, too! So if you’re currently standing there pondering what to do with yourselves, I only have one suggestion. Go eat some cake!”

The lights changed illuminating a giant, six tiered cake that my parents had ordered for the event. The rest of the lights circled on around the cake until the room was back to normal.

That was when the cake exploded.