lol....

Nov 26, 2006 07:13

I don't know how I put up with this for so long. I should of obeyed my conscience and moved out two years ago. Instead I have been reduced to babysit people, that love to act like drunken idiots.

They are my sisters, and I love them, but sometimes I think they do this on purpose. To see what they can come up with to ruin their life, and bring me down right along with them. And "Oh Joy!" I get the lead to play the mother.

No, I don't hate them and I don't wish for them to leave the house. I just only wish that I can be relieved from my duties, having the next oldest sister to take charge, and then finally I can get the peace and quiet I deserve and the missing of constant nagging of each female of my family.

It started like every single day. Having to literally drag each sister out of bed. The rule was made and maintained by yours truly, on account of that each one of them seemed to neglect to set or even turn on their alarm clocks. So, I was their next best thing. I enjoy it, it was my way of gaining pleasure of revenge against them. Since they put me through the most agonizing shit during the day.

It's a usuall routine, with me either yelling straight in their ears, or pushing them right out of bed. Along with string of curses, which they most likely learnt from me.

But what I didn't expect today, was what happened in Faith's room...

The house of ours was quite empty for having eight girl's living within. Lily, Michiru, and Kayko were all on vacation, no worries there. Hope, was never really a handful so I wasn't so much worried about her. Alexis, God help that girl, said that she went clubbing the night before, and will be spending the night at a friend's. I just hope she didn't get into too much trouble. So, it was just mainly Faith and I.

Well, I had been gone too, the night before, having Faith gain complete control of the house. She told me she was having a small get together with some of her friends, because of her wedding next week. Nothing really I was worried about, her friends had assured me that it was just a regular bachlorette party, with some guys to play with, they made that perfectly clear with a wink and some giggles. I kind of felt bad and guilty for Faith, since all of her sisters were leaving for the special occasion. But I knew that she would had alot more fun without persissant nudges and naggings from us anyway.

Thats what I thought last night...that was before...before I walked into her room to wake her out of her hang over. I didn't expect at all that Greg, her fiance, was going to be at the party. When I looked to Faith, and the person laying beside her, I knew that Greg wasn't even suppose to be there at all.

It was longest five minutes through time, as Greg walked out and then Faith finally snapping back to reality by using her anger in the most violent way and taking it out on her partner in the bed. I had yelled my two cents in along with her screaming, and then I decided that it would be best to leave her alone.

It seems that all of them, all of my sisters, have a little problem with keeping a guy. I know by picking the "perfect one" is like choosing your favorite ice cream. You have to have a spoonful of each one till you find the one that most satisfies your taste buds. Sometimes you tend go back on one flavor to find out if it is "the one" or you end up getting sick all together from it.

As much as it seems simple enough, it isn't. It just so happens I have been stuck in the ice cream store trying to decided on Butterscotch or Chocolate. Both are my favorites and I can't decide at all.

Sorry, I've made it more confusing than what it actually is.

See the thing is, well as you can tell by my little "ice cream" hypothesis, I can't decided from two guys. Yes, we all at one point come into a collision with this one. But I'm not into a bind of what you think I am in.

Simple decision.

Pick one or the other.

But would if your, dare I say it, in love with both of them? And they return their love back, and also know that the other loves you too? And in some strange morphed world, they love each other? And all they want to do is spend their lives with both you and the other?

Yes, I'm in love with two guys, who both love me and are both very aware of each other. And strangly enough they except to share me in a way.

And I wonder why I'm obsessing over my sisters' problems when I have something so complicated as this infront of me.

Of course, no one knows except the three of us. Although Laylai, had spotted me with Michael and then with the Gannon on another completely different day. Telling the others that I have been going off and on with each guy that I see. Well, thats what I want them to think more than anything. And kind of bribed Laylai with money to tell them, that I'm some worthless slut working the streets.

I rather have them think that...then what is actually happening...

They do have their own problems to deal with then worry about me...
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