Carol stood in front of the mirror in the room that she and her sister shared, preening and admiring herself. She turned this way and then that way, craning her head as far as it would go to see if her butt looked as big as she hoped. Her sister was sitting on their queen size mattress and looking at her with what looked like disdain. She shook her head, sighed, and got up to come and stand beside Carol, fluffing her hair and pouting in the mirror while using her considerably bigger body to push Carol to the side.
“Hey! Why’d you do that?” Carol bristled, quickly grabbing and holding on to the edge of the dresser to steady herself.
“I did that because I was saving you from wasting your time. What on earth are you checking out? You look like a fly.” Victoria replied, dragging her hands down her body to show her sister that she was really sexy.
Carol shook her head and went to sit on the bed, thinking to herself how horrible her sister was, although in a way she guessed she couldn’t really blame her. When you were as sexy as Victoria was and had all the boys flocking around you, it was bound to get into your head. She stole a glance at her sister where she was still standing in front of the mirror and admiring herself. They were the most unalike sisters that Carol had ever seen. They were both curvy, but there the similarities ended. While Carol was of average height, chubby, and a brunette, her sister was tall and blonde without being big-boned. Carol’s chubby frame made kids at school tease her and her freckled and pimpled face did not help one single bit. On the contrary, her sister’s cheerleader looks made many girls want to be her friend and made most of the boys at school drool over her.
“Oh, shoot! I almost forgot. There’s going to be a party…” Victoria said, drawing out the last word and waiting for her sister’s reaction. Carol, who was painfully shy and did not care in the least for such gatherings stared evenly at her sister without interest until Victoria sighed dramatically and hopped on the bed in true teenage fashion.
“There’s going to be a party this weekend at Liam’s.” She said, looking in her sister’s face, knowing fully well that she was going to get a reaction.
Carol’s face went beet red and she averted her gaze from her sister’s own, her mind beating fast.
“Don’t you have anything to say?” Victoria demanded.
“What on earth do you want me to say?”
“Oh, common. You know you’re dying to ask for details. You know it.”
“Were you invited?” Carol asked her sister, knowing fully well what the answer will be.
“You bet I was. I’m the most popular girl in school. It would be weird if I wasn’t invited to these sorts of parties.” Victoria replied in a tone that said that Carol was really dumb for even asking such a question.
“Are you going?” Carol asked almost fearfully, pain gnawing at her young sixteen-year-old heart as she waited for the answer.
“You already know I am. I’m not bringing you along, though. Like I told you before, you have to get in shape before I will be able to bring you along with me to these parties. It’s bad enough that you’re not even tall.”
Carol swallowed the lump in her throat and replied. “I’m very much in shape. I’m just chubby.”
“Yeah, right. So now, for the icing on the cake, guess what?!”
“I don’t really wanna know. Look, I have to go do my assignment.” Carol said, preparing to get u and escape from her mean sister. Victoria did not give her a chance to do that but immediately blurted out in a triumphant voice.
“I’m going as Liam’s date. He asked me.”
Carol ignored her sister, pretending that she did not hear what she had said, and proceeded to pick up her books from the table in the corner of the room.
“I mean, you should have seen how all over me he was.” Victoria goaded her sister, coming over to stand beside her so that she could be noticed.
Carol had a hopeless crush on Liam, and her sister knew this very well, but that did not stop her from going after him and flaunting herself shamelessly in front of him in a bid to annoy Carol. Even now that she had succeeded in getting the guy’s attention, she was not still satisfied but wanted to taunt her sister. It had been that way since forever.
“Congratulations on that. Now move so that I can go and do my assignments in peace.” Carol said, trying desperately to control her temper and not deliver a resounding slap to Victoria's face.
“Well, you can’t blame him for choosing me over you. I’m prettier, after all.”
“That’s nice to know,” Carol replied, making to move past her sister as tears gathered in her eyes. Sometimes, she hated her sister as she could be so mean, and for no reason at all.
However, Victoria was spoiling for a fight and refused to let her past. Carol, who was already very mad, in spite of her usually calm demeanor, shoved her way past her sister whereupon Victoria grabbed her hand and got in her face.
“Don’t walk away from me, you ugly little duckling. I told you that you’re going to pay for telling on me when I had an abortion.”
“That was two years ago, Victoria. Besides, you had no business having sex at fourteen, not that it is any of my business, anyway…”
“You’re damn right, it wasn’t, miss goody two shoes.” Victoria cut in through gritted teeth.
“You also seem to have forgotten that you were bleeding to death and I might just have saved your miserable life,” Carol yelled at her sister in anger.
At this, Victoria let go of her sister’s arm and gave her a resounding slap that made her head reel backward with the force of it.
“You bitch!” Carol yelled in anger, as their parents came into the room at that exact moment.
“What on earth is going on here?” Their mother, Belinda asked, looking between her two daughters and going straight to console Victoria who burst into loud and phony tears that anyone could clearly see through as soon as their parents entered the room.
“Mom, she always keeps bringing back the incident and shaming me about it. I know I’ve made mistakes, but I was a kid then.” Victoria cried, as though she was now an adult.
Before Carol could even defend herself, her mother began to scold her.
“You really should be ashamed of yourself, Carol. You’re the older one, but you keep acting like a child. I already warned you that if this happened again, you’ll be grounded. So you’re grounded.”
“But mom, she started it. She brought it up herself.” Carol tried to defend herself, but it all fell on deaf ears as their mother continued to berate her while their father just stood there saying nothing. They always took Victoria’s side no matter what she did and made everything she did, including the abortion Carol’s fault. It had always been that way and she guessed that that was how it would remain. She had no idea how right she was.
A persistent ringing sound woke Carol up from her deep sleep, and she groaned pitifully, blindly grabbing the spare pillow on her bed and covering her head with it in the hope that it would block the sound from disturbing her. She had slept very late last night and needed to get as much sleep as she could get before her alarm went off at six. The pillow succeeded in blocking out most of the sound, and Carol was about drifting off to sleep when her other phone started ringing too, and this one was right beside her on the bed. To make matters worse, this one’s volume was much louder than the other one’s own so she could not ignore it, even if she wanted to. “Who the fuck calls someone at 2 in the morning for chrissakes?”She wondered angrily to herself as she sat up, but in her heart, she already knew who it was. She never got calls by this
By the time it was noon that day, Carol was dead tired and totally swamped with work, so much that she could not even afford to take a lunch break. To worsen situations, the bakery where she worked was unusually busy today, with customers streaming in and out and hardly giving the workers any breathing space. Deciding that she was going to take a break even if it was for five minutes to gobble something down, considering that she had not had anything to eat that morning, she quickly headed out of the restaurant. No sooner had she stepped out of the restaurant than she sighted Victoria, armed with both their parents and heading towards her.Carol sent a short prayer of thanks upwards that she had decided to step out of the restaurant when she did, otherwise they would have made a scene right in there in front of the customers and everyone else. Her sister was wearing a smug grin while her parents wore the somber and disappointed look that she had come to know so well.“If you’r
“I’m not going to go anywhere. I have work to do and I’m going to go back in there. You’re all going to leave now and go back to wherever you’re staying. You can’t just spring something like this on me and expect me to drop everything I’m doing to go shopping with you. I’ll take Friday off so that I can be home for the wedding on Saturday, but as for anything other than that, please count me out.” Carol said, and walked back into the restaurant, praying inwardly that they would not follow her and leaving them gaping at her in something akin to shock. It wasn’t every day that she was bold enough to stand up to them, but she had to admit that it was extremely satisfying to do so. “You’re such an ingrate and a terrible sister!” Belinda shouted after her daughter, before flouncing off in anger, with her other daughter and husband in tow.
“I kid you not.” She was saying as Carol came into the room. “He’s so generous. I mean, just look at this pendant. He got it for me, he did…or rather, his father did. That man is sooooo generous. Supposing I was still single, I wouldn’t have wasted any second getting into his bed.” She confided in a whisper to her enraptured audience of about seven women, but Carol heard her.”Mom!”“Oh dear, there you are. Now, do hurry to your sister’s room if you do have any plans of still being her chief bridesmaid. You must be careful though, I must say she is in such a mood and we do not want to upset her further. Wedding jitters, I suppose, although why she should be having wedding jitters or second thoughts when she’s getting to such a fine man as he to be her husband is beyond me.”“Um, mum. Do you even know the name of the man your beloved daughter is getting married to?” Carol asked in shock and watched as her mother’s cheek turned bright pink in embarrassment.“What a ridicul
It only felt like minutes later when Carol heard an insistent knock at her door that permeated her sleep. Groaning, she turned, stretched while still laying in her queen sized bed and then sat up and looked around in a disoriented manner. It was dark outside from what she could see, so that meant that she had slept for hours. The knock at the door became more insistent as the seconds rolled by and then she heard her mother yell out her name and rap out a series of further knocks. “I’m coming.” Carol yelled out in reply and hurried to get off the bed and open the door before her mother broke it down with her insistent knocking and the way she was banging on it. “What is it mum?” Carol asked, rubbing at her eyes as she stood there in her pink shorts and white singlet. Her mother gaped at her for a few seconds and then screeched. “Why are you dressed like that?” “Dressed like what?” “The way you’re dressed! The guests are already here and you’re
"Um, I'm sorry everyone, but may I have your attention please?" Once everyone was quiet, Belinda continued, hardly able to hide the tremor or uncertainty in her voice. "I'm sorry, but we would have to have dinner without my daughter, Victoria. I'm afraid that she's indisposed at the moment, but is recuperating. She's asleep now and we do not want to wake her up so that she will be well-rested for the wedding tomorrow.""Oh. I'm so sorry to hear that. I wish her a speedy recovery." A middle-aged woman said, placing her hand above her chest dramatically. The other people around the table muttered their condolences and wished Victoria well, asking her to give Victoria their best wishes. Carol noticed one man in particular who looked to be in his sixties and was sitting next to Sebastian who was seated across from her. At Belinda's announcement, the man's eyes narrowed, but he did not say anything. He didn't offer any condolences as the others did, but took up his cutlery and began t
Victoria tossed her head, not showing any concern that they had apparently heard a good part of what she said. As far as she was concerned, that was their goddamn problem. “Victoria, my dear. You sure have grown into a fine young woman.” Mr. James said, coming over to give her a hug and peck where she was standing. Victoria received them rigidly, her posture giving off ‘I don’t know you vibes.’ “Now, I know you may not remember me, but I used to be your father’s best friend.” Mr. James continued. “Yes, yes. We are best friends, honey.” Their father put in, a tad too eagerly. Mr. James put up one finger to silence him and he snapped his mouth shut as though someone had used a remote button to control him. Carol watched in surprise, wondering what kind of hold this man had over her family th
Even before she got downstairs, Carol could hear the strong voice of Mr. James raised in utter displeasure. She could not hear what her parents were saying, but even without hearing them, she knew that they were trying to pacify him. It seemed they succeeded in doing that because he stopped shouting. Carol hurried toward the study and put her ear to the door, trying to hear what they were saying inside the room.“We can postpone the wedding though. We’ll find and convince her. I’m sure of it. All this is just cold feet, which is not a surprise considering the circumstances. Once she calms down, she’ll see reason.” Carol heard her mother say.“I don’t have the time or the patience for that. It was difficult enough convincing Sebastian to agree to this in the first place. He’ll gladly back out of the whole thing if he finds out that his bride has absconded. Are you absolutely sure that your daughter has run away?”“Yes. She left a note for us.”“Well, in that case, I’m afraid that there