All Chapters of Always My Sister, Not Me: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

MatildaBefore leaving for home, I make a stop by the supermarket to get some groceries for my new apartment. I buy a few snacks, some fruits and vegetables. I stroll with my shopping cart toward the pharmacy section, and I spot some contraceptives in one of the aisles. All the time Michael and I have been together, we have yet to use protection and I don't want any consequences right now.I take two pill bottles and toss them into my cart. I smile when I remind myself that I am on my way to becoming a model. Once I sign the contract, I'll officially be a part of Amanda's team.I walk past the milk aisle and my eyes spots oatmilk cartons in the refrigerator. I am easily reminded of Seraphina. Dad had told me she was fine already but she was yet to be discharged from the hospital.Just then my phone vibrates in my bag. I stop to unzip my back and take out my phone. My eyes lights up when I see mom's name appear on my screen. We haven't spoken since the outburst.“Hello, mom?...” I smil

MichaelI look at Matilda and I know that she's definitely hiding something big from me. For the past two weeks I've sensed it and she even told she was going to inform me about it when the right time came.Matilda's eyes are focused on the big screen in front of us, while her right hand absentmindedly disappears inside the jumbo-sized bucket of popcorn close to her chest. The movie we're both watching doesn't interest me anymore. I know I said I'd trust her and wait for the right time. But two whole weeks is enough for her to tell me her secret.I don't know why I feel a little concerned that she doesn't completely trust me enough to tell me the things that she's doing secretly. I'd decided to trust her and didn't have anyone follow her. And even now I still don't regret my decision, but the fact that she doesn't count on me for support or reliving her burden on makes my body feel anxious.Suddenly I look away and the thought kills me, I don't know why. It bothers me so much that the

MatildaMichael drops me back at my apartment. The ride from the theatre back home was silent and almost deafening. I tried to make conversations with Michael but I didn't say a word. I just always looked at him as he drove with his eyes forward.My chest tightens after Michael parks the car in front of my building. The air feels quite tight but I know it's not the heat at all. It's just me. I am the one who's made things all awkward between us. It's my fear that stops me from giving my very all because I always think that one day he might decide to tell me that he'd never stopped loving my sister and that nobody could take her place.“Aren't you heading inside or do you want me to take you somewhere else?” Michael asks me and when I look at him, his eyes are simple looking ahead like he's found something in front very fascinating. He's ignoring me, of course. And I am to blame for it. Because of my self doubts.“I am sorry.” I say after the silence tries to rob me of my sanity. “You

MatildaI continue to tap my index finger on the table repeatedly, constantly questioning why I am even here, seated next to a window in a cafe a couple of blocks away from the modelling agency. I check my time on my wrist and I now begin tapping my sandals against the ground.The waiter comes to my table. “What would you like, ma'am?”I look at him and I think for a moment before I reply to him. “A cappuccino please, with extra cream.”The waiter nods and walks away, leaving me alone to my thoughts. I inhale and think of what to say. After receiving my sister's call earlier, she'd asked me to meet up as she wanted to talk. It has been days since Seraphina found out about Michael and I, and she hasn't said anything to me since, so I wonder why she wants to talk to me.I check my time again and I count the seconds and minutes to realize I have been waiting for over twenty minutes already. Michael is to come to my apartment later and I want to surprise him with a different dinner just f

Matilda I call Michael again for the umpteenth time, but he continues to ignore me. It's been two days and he's not picked my calls, nor as he called me even once after our small argument. I know I was wrong to even say a thing like that to him. Sometimes I wonder what my deal is and why I still always feel so insecure. I dial his number again but this time he just disconnects my call. I sigh and I think of how to make it up to him. I know I should because this time I am the one to blame. I continue to stare at my phone as I continue to walk when I hear a girl screaming down the hallway. I raise my head and I find a girl storming out of a room. She's furious and angry and almost hits me as she walks past me. I turn around and from that same door which she had once stepped out of, I see Mike also coming out casually. I instantly get a bad feeling about him. He looks at me and straightens his jacket and collar. He then smiles and nods at me. “If it isn't our shining new model. How a