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I´m new here.
First let me tell you that English is not my mother language. I am from Germany.
This is the first time I publish any of my fanfiction.
I will try to update as fast as possible and the first real chapter should be uploaded later today. I think I will update at least twice a week.
This fanfiction has not been read over by a Beta-Reader because I still need one. So sorry for mistakes.
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Prologue – Evil little sister
"Is a reason necessary? I don't know why you would kill someone but as for saving someone... a logical mind isn't needed, right?" Detective Conan
My parents still believe that the anime I like to watch and the manga I like to read are all rubbish. Thanks to my younger sister for making mother and father think so.
If their lovely princess says something it must be true because how could their little baby ever lie, just look at her, she is so innocent. I have enough of that. Mother and father can´t see behind the façade she puts on when they or any other adults with power and money are watching and listening.
Kimberly is a bitch. Sorry
I know it´s not nice to say something like this about my little sister but it is true if you can see behind her masks. When our parents are near she is their little miss perfect who can do nothing wrong and her big sister (me) is the evil sibling who hates and hurts her. Let me tell you one thing: I have NEVER hurt my sister, not verbally and not physically. Most of the times I just ignore Kimberly as I have learned in the past that whatever I say against her or complain to my parents about the fact that my sister just lied to them they don't believe me.
When we were younger father and mother always told me to just let her be because I am the older one and should do what Kimberly wants because "she is a little princess".
Just a few days ago it was my twenty-first birthday and I visited my family home.
At the age of eighteen I had moved out right after graduating from high school as I couldn't bear to live with Kimberly anymore. Back then my parents told me that they would keep my room just the way it is should I ever come back home, just to visit or to stay longer. Well, that didn't happen because my sister decided that her room was too small for whatever reasons and what she said was done. I got a note two days after I moved out from her which read "Don't think about coming back home again. You don't belong here anymore and your former room is now mine. I deserve it more than you ever did."
Although I knew that I didn't have my own room to sleep in anymore I thought a night on the couch wouldn't be that horrible as I hadn't seen my parents for a while and barely kept in contact.
It was stupid of me to think like this as my sister hadn't grown up enough to see anything wrong in her behaviour and still hated me with a passion. Why, I still have no idea. I can think of just one thing that might be the reason Kimberly acts like this and it would be our looks. I don't think I am that good looking or anything special but I am proud of me and always walk with confident steps. It seems as if my sister is jealous of me. While she has reddish brown hair and green eyes (a perfect copy of our mother I would like to add) I inherited our father white-blond hair, blue eyes and fair skin. For me looking like this is more annoying and uncomfortable than something to be jealous of. I burn too easily, too much sun hurts my eyes and I need glasses or contacts as my vision is bad. It doesn't matter how often I told Kimberly that the way I look is because of a genetic defect I inherited from father and that she would have more worries than not looking like this she keeps being stupid about it.
I gave up after a while. What should I have done otherwise?
"Elisabeth! WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR!" ohhh, wonderful welcome after three years of not seeing each other. I cut it. Is that such a big deal to screech mother? And my hair isn't that short even if it is much shorter than when I was in high school when I fought with it each morning. While my blond hair went down until my bottom back then I cut it until about the middle of my back. It had always been just a hassle to me.
After listening to my mother complaining about me for what felt like an hour and showing them my college degree I hoped for silence but then my evil younger sister decided to bother me. Can´t I have a break?
"You don't belong here."
Did I ever say that I still cared about her opinion? No? Well then let me say this: most of her words are just hot air to me now and I just don't care.
"Well Kimberly if you didn't know it or just forgot it mum and dad invited me. I am not here because I really want to. Not many happy childhood memories bind me to this house but I did grow up here. And it's not up to you to decide if I belong here or anywhere."
I must confess that I replied rather angrily and annoyed because it had been a long time since someone younger than me spoke in such tone to me and I really just didn't want to be bothered after experiencing my mother trying to tell me how stupid I was to cut short the best feature I had.
"Well Elisabeth, don't complain later if you suddenly get into an accident. Maybe you get completely burned? Who knows…?" With a sneer which looked rather silly she walked away.
But really… did she just threatened me? My fifteen year old sister just threatened me. How many twenty-one year olds can say this without lying to impress someone else (I would just laugh)?
LET me tell you one thing. NEVER take threats lightly even if they were made by your sibling. Especially threats made by siblings who hate you can be pretty dangerous but when Kimberly said those words I didn't think she was capable of such a thing.
I couldn't have known that this evil girl prepared something that is as good as poisen to me the day she was told that I was coming to visit. She really hates me.
I always knew that but fifteen year old Kimberly killing me? How could I have known…? How could I have seen this…? Fuck it!
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