Saturday, it was the day of hell. My sister arrives early this morning and my parents are rushing around trying to make everything perfect, up to her high standards. When she walked through the door it was like she thought she was the most important thing in the world. She was waiting for everyone to be only thinking about her and only caring about what mattered to her but really only my parents would. As on queue my parents then rushed up to her asking about her job, how she's doing and every other specific detail about her life.
We were now all sitting in the lounge room, the sound of my sister blabbing on about how great her work is and how amazing her life is. She is talking about the amazing achievements that she has and don't get me wrong they were amazing but if only she wan't she boastful.
Sitting there quietly, feeling very much out of place, drifting away from the noise blocking, erasing the sound from my mind . "So Aubury do you have a boyfriend?" My sister asked me with a smirk on her face. My attention quickly went from my thoughts with the hearing of my name and all conversation stopped and the focus was now on me and the question asked by my sister.
Every time she comes to visit she will hardly utter words to me, even when i was able to stand her company but she would always ask me this one question. She knows that I don't have a boyfriend that's why she asks me, just for the embarrassment in front of my parents. Also, she asks it because she has a fiancé and is going to get married; she loves to rub this fact in my face.
"Well..?" She asks again.
As she asks this something boils from inside of me and everything that she has ever done and all the embarrassment se has caused me snapped inside. I hated for asking me this and thats why i couldn't process what i was about to say.
"Actually I do," I say back to her shocking both her and myself. A surprised expression covers her face as well as my parents and honestly it even brushed my face. After, everyone had gotten over the shocking reveal she said brushing her hands on her skirt, "Well who is he and I want to meet him just to make sure you aren't lying." Shit I swore to myself who the hell am I supposed to say. A smirk touched her lips as she saw my worried and frantic expression.
"Er, his names um Chase?" I said more as a question.
"Well we want to meet this boy," This time my father spoke. Oh crap what have I gotten myself into.
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As the day continued it was a continues cycle of my sister. No matter where we were it was about her, no matter what we were doing the attention was on her. I wanted to leave so bad, go into my room and escape this hell but my parents had specifically said that I needed to stay.
I wasn't paying any attention to the conversation. I was just thinking about how I am supposed to get out of my situation and I put myself into. How in the world was i supposed to get someone to fake being my boyfriend because telling my family that i had lied would be even more of an embarrassment. I thought, for a moment that Chase could possibly do it, that he could agree but that thought left as fast as it came. Thinking about the possible candidates that could possibly do this for me, i came short of none.
We were now sitting at the table eating dinner; Melody was talking about her pent house apartment that she could somehow afford because of work sponsoring her when suddenly I felt a vibration in my pocket. Confused I quickly checking to see if any eyes were on me and not being surprised when they weren't I pulled out my phone, curious to see who'd texted me.
Unknown number it read. Puzzled I unlocked my phone and opened the text.
Hey it's Chase x
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The Boy Who Called Me His
Teen FictionShe was destroyed by what society had done to her. She had decided it was easier to hate herself then love herself, that way she’d never get hurt. He looked at her like every woman wanted to be looked at. He kissed her like her lips were air and h...
