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"Jude, would you mind telling me what Kwest meant by the whole, 'Tommy moving onto someone younger and close to me'? The person that I accused is older than me." Tom had left and Sadie was tending to my arm, wrapping it in gauze.
"Who knows what he meant by that Sadie? I sure don't. Ouch! Be careful! But, hey, listen, I really need your help. James kinda sorta asked me out for tomorrow, and I need your help getting ready. I have the clothes down, but the hair and make-up aren't exactly my forte." Sadie squealed and jumped around.
"My little sisters first date! Oh my god! And you're asking me for help too! I will help you with whatever you need! Yay! Plus James is such a hottie!"
"Okay, okay Sadie, you can stop being so bubbly. You know, I'm actually going to go to sleep, I'm kind of tired," I said through a yawn.
"Alright, just let me finish wrapping your arm." She finished up and I went into the kitchen to go get an ice pack. I went back into the living room, where Sadie and I had moved to when the drama quieted down, picked up the gauze, and wrapped the ice pack in place so that it would help. I kissed Sadie on the forehead and then went upstairs to my room. I carefully stripped into my bra and underwear and crawled under the covers and almost instantly fell asleep.
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When I woke up in the morning the sun was filtering through a small crack in my curtains and into my eyes. I blinked a few times and rolled over, regretting it because I rolled onto my bad arm, but the pain wasn't as bad as it would have been yesterday. I sat up and unwrapped the now warm icepack and then took the gauze off the actual bruise. It still had a dull ache, but it wasn't so bad. The bruise was still there and fresh, but I knew that I could cover that up with a jacket or something. I stood up and rubbed my eyes with my good arm, searching the ground for some clothes to put on. I found some sweatpants and a tank top I put a jacket on so that my parents wouldn't see the bruise and get all worried and... parenty.
I opened my door and walked out, trudging down the stairs loudly. I walked into the kitchen with a yawn and Sadie was there, also in her pajamas and sipping orange juice.
"Are Mom and Dad here?" I asked, walking to the fridge and grabbing the orange juice with my good arm, setting in on the counter and walking over and getting a glass, also with my good arm. Sadie shook her head,
"They both already left for work. You and I missy, have an appointment at the spa. Its time for some sisterly bonding and you need to get relaxed and beautiful for your big date tonight." I looked at Sadie incredulously.
"Me? At the spa? I don't think so, sorry," I said, shaking my head and hoping up on the counter, picking my orange juice up and taking a sip.
"C'mon Jude, just because you're not girly doesn't mean that your not a girl. One day at the spa won't kill you." She was pleading, and she knew that I was weak.
"Fine, fine, fine. I'll go, but I'm not saying that I'll ever do it again." I added on the end as a warning. Sadie nodded and smiled brightly.
"That's fine with me I'll go get ready." She skipped out of the kitchen and up the stairs. I sighed, chugged the rest of my orange juice, and went upstairs to get ready also. By the time I was done getting ready, shower included, Sadie was only halfway done. I knocked on her door, and she hollered come in. I opened it and saw her bent over, putting eyeliner on in a small mirror.
"Um, why aren't you using your big mirror?" I asked, looking at her rather large mirror that was attached to her dresser.
"Cause its better… never mind. Its just better." Was her reply. She was now moving on to cover-up.
"Sadie, you don't really need that. You have practically perfect skin."
"And lose the chance to give myself a glow? I think not. You really do know nothing about make-up." I rolled my eyes. So what?
"It takes too long to put on in the morning and I'm too lazy." Sadie shook her head and looked at me.
"Once I'm done with you tonight, you'll want to wear every kind of make-up all at once." Now she had me worried.
"I think that I should be afraid. Please don't make me look like a five dollar hooker." I pleaded. Sadie rolled her eyes and continued putting on her make-up.
"What kind of sister do you think I am?" She asked.
"One who wants the hot guy that I'm going to be going out with." I teased.
"Well, just because he's hot doesn't mean that I want him." She countered.
"Sadie, every single guy that you've dated has been hot and basically nothing more." I went over and sat on her bed,
"That's not true. Tom, he was more than hot… there was another side to him that I never got to get to know or even know what it was…" She sighed, "But I guess that we weren't meant to be and that hurts." Guilt gnawed at my stomach some more and I wanted even more badly to tell her it was me and not Shelly. I reframed though, no reason to ruin a perfectly good day.
"I'm so sorry Sadie. I really am," I said instead, but I hoped that she would one day know why exactly I was so sorry.
"Don't be. It's not like it's your fault. You didn't kiss him now did you?" She had asked it teasingly, but I still felt the guilt finally gnaw a hole through my stomach, and I spilled my guts.
"No Sadie, I did kiss him. It wasn't Shelly, I happen to know for a fact that she would never betray you like that, and I'm so sorry for it. He kissed me actually, but I still didn't stop it." There was silence that lasted few seconds, but it felt like hours.
"Don't be silly Jude. Why would Tom kiss you?" Sadie asked, but her voice was quiet and sad, disheartened even, and I knew that she really knew in her heart was me, and I loved her even more for not killing me. I think that she's just happy that I finally admitted it. She must have known all along.
"I don't know, sorry, but lets get going, shall we? I'm kind of excited all the sudden." And to be honest, I was. Sadie nodded and smiled.
"That's the spirit!" She said. I stood up and she turned around. The she surprised me by walked over to me and hugging me. "Thank you Jude." She whispered.
"For what?" I asked.
"Everything. For being you." I smiled and hugged her back.
"Your welcome."
So, a little sisterly bonding moment there at the end. It wasn't very eventful and it's short, but I guess that it's kind of a filler, but not really... anywhoo, tell me what you think by reviewing!
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-Shannon