All Chapters of Always My Sister, Not Me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

MatildaI stare outside the window of the taxi i’m in, basking in the moonlight and it's soft glow on the city's tall illuminated buildings. I've already shed enough tears, no more. I couldn't stay back in that house, it wasn't mine anymore the minute I signed on the divorce papers.My phone buzzes on my thighs, I flip it over and it's mom calling me. I don't know if I should answer because I didn't want her to only talk about Seraphina. Was I being a selfish sister?“Hello, mom.” I whisper.“My love, where are you right now?” My mom's worried voice echoes through the speaker.“What happened? Did something happen with Seraphina?” I was now feeling agitated for my sister.“No, your sister is doing just fine. I'm...worried about you, dear. I heard your dad taking on the phone with Michael concerning your divorce.” Mom replies and I'm fighting not to cry again, this time inside a taxi where the driver has a grumpy looking face and can snap at any moment.I always wondered if my dad hated

MatildaI stand up, still shocked that Michael was standing right in front of me. “Why are you here, Michael? And how did you know I was here? Did you have me followed?!...”Michael doesn't say anything, he walks towards me and just grabs my arm. I stare at him confused and then he responds. “We're leaving, we're going back home,”Home? Which home was he talking about? I wiggle my arm from his grip and push him away. Michael stumbles back a little and then looks at me with surprise. “I'm not going back to your house if that's where you're planning to take me,” I say a little loud, my eyes turning glassy. There was no way I could go back, not after he had chosen my sister and gotten rid of me. I didn't belong in his home anymore. Only Seraphina had rights to his home from the very beginning.Michael hisses but he's trying to remain calm. “Don't be stubborn, Matilda.”“You heard her,” Susie comes to stand in front of me with folded arms. “She doesn't want to go with you.”“You stay ou

MatildaI manage to fall asleep and wake up a little early than usual. I remain in bed and now stare at the window. It's drizzling outside and thank God I don't have to go to the office today because it's a weekend.I check my phone and I see two missed calls from mom and none from my dad. My dad's probably hiding his face after forcing one daughter to leave her husband for the sake of his other daughter. But then again my dad never feels guilty of anything, especially when it comes to my case. If I confront him, he'd definitely tell me how this was already meant to happen even before Michael and I got married. He'd tell me that Michael was never mine in the first place and that I only had to temporarily fill in Seraphina's place.I choose to stay longer in bed and when the rain stops, I feel it's lingering chilled aftereffect. I have no choice and pull myself up from bed to reach the bathroom. After emptying my bladder, I come out and walk to the window to close the curtains, pullin

MichaelThe first thing Seraphina does when she sees me entering her room is to almost throw her arms and herself in my arms. Her mother, Hilda is by her side and I only smile at her as a form of greeting and she returns the gesture.Seraphina sees the bouquet of flowers in my hands and her innocent eyes lits up. Hilda chooses to leave the room and give us some privacy. I now walk to Seraphina's side and give her the bouquet.“Are these for me? Oh my God, Michael.” Her smile is the most precious thing. “You shouldn't have, my love.”“And miss seeing that gorgeous smile on your face? Not a chance, my love.”“I really missed you so much and wanted to see you badly.” She hugs me and I don't know why but somehow I don't hug her like I always do before.“Why, my love?” I ask her and she now sobs on my shoulder. “Because I feel guilty. I hurt you very much, my love.” she replies and I know she must feel guilty for trying to kill herself because of me.“You never hurt me, my love...” Now I

MatildaI wake up with a terrible headache and my head is about to explode. I groan in pain and my vision is a bit blurry but then it clears up and I realize I'm in Michael's bedroom.I slowly sit up and I replay yesterday's events. Grace and I had a great time and I even remember accompanying her to a posh club later in the evening. I don't remember much but I did remember the neon lights from the disco ball circling around, people dancing and the drinks.Grace had some shots of strong tequila and she made me have two glasses which tasted so bitter and gross, how do people enjoy digesting such intense-choking drinks? I remember feeling hazy and not feeling so good.I'm not in the clothes I wore out yesterday and I can't recall much after having only two shots.“My head hurts...” I mumble and groan, holding my temple and pull the covers off. I wonder if Michael brought me up to this room yesterday and also changed my clothes. Oh no, how embarrassing. I can't begin to imagine what Mic