MY SISTER
I don't know whether to be completely pissed off or hysterical and searching for her.
Here is the LONG story:
I get a message on my voicemail at work on Tuesday...
"Hey Jess, it's me, you know...your sister, remember me? I haven't talked to you in forever. I just wanted to see how you are doing...so uh, if you feel like it...give me a call. My work number is [blah blah blah] in case you forgot it. I miss you. I just wanted to know if you hate me or something. I had this dream that you hated me. So uh, give me a call...if you want...uh, bye."
I considered her track record - first comes the phone call with the guilt trip, then the bomb drops that usually begins with "I need [fill in the blank]".
I decided that I wouldn't rush to call her back. Maybe in a week or two.
Two days later, another voicemail:
"Hey, its me. Remember me, your sister?" She always starts out the messages that way.
"I'm just calling to see how you are doing. Hey...uh...call me on Anna's cell phone...number is [blah, blah, blah]. Uh, yeah, call me tonight or something or I will try you again later at home. Uh...I miss you. Call me. Uh, I love you. Bye."
Ok, so it is quite obvious that something is going on. SO...I leave the number at work, so that I don't feel inclined to call. Problem is, I wrote it down on my desk pad. So the little trail of numbers was staring at me all day long. So I caved. I called Anna and asked her what the hell is going on.
Turns out that she has FINALLY left her good-for-nothing-free-loading-poor-excuse-for-a-man-abusive-fuck-head of a boyfriend. She packed up and left a note while he was at work. She moved in with Anna. But Anna tells me that last night around 8 he showed up at her house. They were talking in the back yard and she came in and said they were going to go and get some coffee and talk. She drove off in his car and never came home. Didn't call or anything. So Anna was up all night waiting for her and she never came back. Anna had to work in the morning, so left the house - but my sister has a key. According to Anna's neighbor, she came and got her car some time this afternoon, but didn't get any of her stuff, or even go in the house. My sister told Anna before she left that she would never step foot back into their (now his) house. So where was she then?! Why didn't she call?!
Ok, so the day goes on...no word from my sister. Anna gets off work at 5 and drives by their house. No one home, no car, no evidence of anyone being there. She knocked on the door, no answer. I have no idea where she could be, nor why the hell she would just disappear. I am terrified/angry/feeling helpless all at the same time.
Keep trying to tell myself that she is a big girl, she can take care of herself. I keep hoping that she hasn't changed - that this is her being irresponsible and not calling, not that something terrible has happened.
fuck.
Here is the LONG story:
I get a message on my voicemail at work on Tuesday...
"Hey Jess, it's me, you know...your sister, remember me? I haven't talked to you in forever. I just wanted to see how you are doing...so uh, if you feel like it...give me a call. My work number is [blah blah blah] in case you forgot it. I miss you. I just wanted to know if you hate me or something. I had this dream that you hated me. So uh, give me a call...if you want...uh, bye."
I considered her track record - first comes the phone call with the guilt trip, then the bomb drops that usually begins with "I need [fill in the blank]".
I decided that I wouldn't rush to call her back. Maybe in a week or two.
Two days later, another voicemail:
"Hey, its me. Remember me, your sister?" She always starts out the messages that way.
"I'm just calling to see how you are doing. Hey...uh...call me on Anna's cell phone...number is [blah, blah, blah]. Uh, yeah, call me tonight or something or I will try you again later at home. Uh...I miss you. Call me. Uh, I love you. Bye."
Ok, so it is quite obvious that something is going on. SO...I leave the number at work, so that I don't feel inclined to call. Problem is, I wrote it down on my desk pad. So the little trail of numbers was staring at me all day long. So I caved. I called Anna and asked her what the hell is going on.
Turns out that she has FINALLY left her good-for-nothing-free-loading-poor-excuse-for-a-man-abusive-fuck-head of a boyfriend. She packed up and left a note while he was at work. She moved in with Anna. But Anna tells me that last night around 8 he showed up at her house. They were talking in the back yard and she came in and said they were going to go and get some coffee and talk. She drove off in his car and never came home. Didn't call or anything. So Anna was up all night waiting for her and she never came back. Anna had to work in the morning, so left the house - but my sister has a key. According to Anna's neighbor, she came and got her car some time this afternoon, but didn't get any of her stuff, or even go in the house. My sister told Anna before she left that she would never step foot back into their (now his) house. So where was she then?! Why didn't she call?!
Ok, so the day goes on...no word from my sister. Anna gets off work at 5 and drives by their house. No one home, no car, no evidence of anyone being there. She knocked on the door, no answer. I have no idea where she could be, nor why the hell she would just disappear. I am terrified/angry/feeling helpless all at the same time.
Keep trying to tell myself that she is a big girl, she can take care of herself. I keep hoping that she hasn't changed - that this is her being irresponsible and not calling, not that something terrible has happened.
fuck.