A yellow cab pulled to a slow stop in front of the massive, sprawling estate that looked more like a compound than an actual home.

The teenage girl sitting in the back seat of the car ducked her head out of the rolled down window, the blazing hot sun shining brightly in her golden brown face.

Her name was Bonnie Bennett and clearly she was a very pretty girl with exotic green eyes that were not contacts dominating the whole of her face.

But at that moment, those green eyes weren't so pretty because they glinted with anger, disturbingly so, as she took in her surroundings.

It was blatant to see that her big sister Jenna was living the good life while she on the other hand was living in a roach infested trailer trying to care for their sick, schizophrenic mother.

Jenna was ten years older than Bonnie and looked nothing like her baby sister. She had long flowing blonde hair and big blue eyes. She was the all American white girl, the standard of beauty with her small chest and boyish frame. Jenna was everything that Bonnie wanted to be, but was not because though they shared the same mother, Bonnie's father was black and she looked it, with her kinky curly shoulder length hair that she got relaxed every 3 months to keep it looking straight and her petite slender frame that was entirely to curvy for someone so small.

She had the quintessential black girl body... all titties, hips and ass that she absolutely hated, but as she grew older she came to realize that men found her to be very attractive and she learned to use her unwanted assets to her advantage.

But that wouldn't work on Jenna. No with her big sister, Bonnie would have to use something else.

Guilt.

She knew Jenna was drowning in it because being the older sister, it should have been her taking on the responsibility of their mother, but instead Jenna bailed on them, going away to college, promising to come back for Bonnie but never doing so, completely forgetting about her like she never existed.

No Jenna wasn't going to be pleased to see her at all...but that was her problem.

Maybe it was time that Jenna experienced a flew fucking problems of her own.

Now that their mother had been institutionalized because she stopped taking her medicine and had become dangerous to herself and to others, Bonnie was now free as well.

For the first time in her whole life, she was free!

So withdrawing the last bit of money out of her mother's bank account, Bonnie bought a one way bus ticket to Dallas.

Jenna was about to get the fucking shock of her life.

A butler.

Jenna had a butler.

Bonnie couldn't get over it as she quietly stood outside of the house, the older man not allowing her to enter because he didn't believe her when she told him she was Jenna's little sister, so Bonnie just gave him her name and told him to tell Jenna that she was there.

It took a couple of minutes, but when the front door opened again, there stood her pretty blonde sister and not being able to help herself because she hadn't seen her in years, Bonnie threw her slender arms around Jenna's neck hugging her tightly as she began to cry.

Jenna swallowed hard, but after a moment she returned the hug, closing her eyes.

"Shhh, it's okay Bonnie." She said soothingly, rubbing her hand up and down the girl's back.

The butler standing behind them was clearly in shock and he began to panic because he had been so rude to the girl by closing the door in her face and making her wait outside.

"Madame, I'm so sorry that I didn't believe her when she claimed to be your sister, it's just that she's..." He stopped himself just in time.

Jenna gently pulled Bonnie's arms from around her neck, placing an arm across her delicate shoulders and holding her close to her side as she turned to address the babbling man.

"That's quite enough Charles...please have Amy cancel my hair appointment for today and then bring some sandwiches and lemonade out back because I'm sure Bonnie must me starving right now." She said looking down at her sister, tucked under her arm.

Bonnie nodded her head gratefully, reaching up to wipe the tears from underneath her eyes.

The man nodded solemnly before taking his leave.

Jenna pulled her sister forward, shutting the massive door behind them. "Come on sweetheart, we're going to go outside onto the patio where it's nice and private, so we can talk."

Jenna paced back and forth in utter frustration as she listened to Bonnie talk, only speaking when the girl was finished.

"But what on earth possessed her to stop taking her meds?!"

Bonnie sat at the table reaching for another delicious finger sandwich that was laid out on a silver platter next to a pitcher of sweet lemonade.

"She thought she didn't need them anymore, Jenna. It had been three years since her last episode...she was working and things were back to normal...and she just stopped taking them."

"My god, Bonnie...she's supposed to take that medicine for life! She's mentally ill...you just don't get magically cured from that!"

Bonnie jumped to her feet not being able to hold back her anger because Jenna wasn't there day in and day out, year after year, going through all of the highs and lows of living with someone suffering from this illness. .

No Jenna was here, safe and sound in Dallas, untouched by the horrors of schizophrenia.

Hell, her biggest problems were having to reschedule her fucking hair appointments and decide what to have for lunch!

"Why are you blaming me...I didn't even know she'd stopped! She was acting normal...everything was fine and then she just suddenly snapped one morning and began clawing at her own skin because she thought maggots were crawling all over her and when I tried to stop her she attacked me...grabbed a pair of fucking scissors and came after me, Jenna...I thought I was going to die!"

Jenna gasped, covering her mouth with both of her hands. "Oh my god, Bonnie." She immediately closed the space between them, pulling the younger girl into her arms and holding her tightly.

"Is everything okay, Jenna?"

At the sound of Damon's voice, Jenna's body tensed slightly because he didn't know anything about her life in Virginia. It was something that she wished she could forget, but that was no longer possible with Bonnie there.

She sighed because it was time to get everything out in the open. Pulling slightly back, she gently grasp Bonnie's pretty face in the palm of her hands, kissing her forehead before turning to face the man she loved.

"Everything's fine, Damon...I actually want you to meet someone." And taking one last deep breath and releasing it, she plunged right in.

"This is Bonnie...my baby sister."