My sister's a superstar. So why am I forgotten?

Chapter 14

"Five, six, seven and eight. Come on people, I know you can all do better than that!"

I shake my head at the cast, tired, frustrated and very very annoyed. They could do this yesterday. What's changed? After several members trip up and then have the nerve to start laughing like it didn't matter, I simply can't take it. Turning swiftly on my heel I storm out of the room, feeling the shock following me. But right now I couldn't care less. They are ruining the dances I spent hours on. 'Hands Up' caused me to stay up all night for three days; I danced for 36 hours straight for 'Lost in the Beat', only stopping for toilet brakes and quick bites to eat. I have poured almost everything I have into these dances, there's like my children, I can't watch them danced like they don't matter. The studio two doors down is empty, and as I throw open the doors I think that maybe my pills aren't working properly. Yes my dances are very important to me, but I shouldn't be in this state. Reaching into my pocket I lift the packet to my eye line.

Best before Jan 03

They've given me out of date medication! The fucking morons. The box flies across the room, whistling slightly. My wrists cross on my forehead, resting my head against the cool wall. A silent scream of aggravation builds against my lips, trying to force them open. No. I will not be reduced to screaming and yelling because I over-react. I will not be beaten by my body. I will not. I am so sick of this, always relying on drugs to be normal, to not throw things at people or fall down stairs.

"Why couldn't I just be normal, sane, like everyone else?"

"Because then you wouldn't be my older sister and that would be a terrible thing."

Demi is standing in the doorway, her brown eyes sincere and eager, but worry is there as well. I feel strangely touched, she cares, I know she does.

"Demi I………. my pills are out of date, they've not been working right, I can feel myself get more and more emotional all the time and I--- I want it to stop."

The colour drains out of her face, mouth open wide, disbelief clear.

"Oh, my god. No, they can't have stopped, bad things happen when they aren't working. You are not fainting on me. I couldn't handle it."

Her voice brakes on the last sentence. Guilt floods into my veins. I never talked to her about my time in hospital, or really about our childhood, about the pain she caused, I should have known that she'd hate herself.

"Dems, listen. None of that was your fault-"

"YES IT BLOODY WAS!!! I DROVE YOU TO THAT!"

"Demi, calm down, I am not angry at you, listen to me."

She stops, breathing heavily, anger burning in her eyes.

"After what I did to you, how can you forgive me?"

"Because we're sisters, we forgive each other. And I can see what it's put you through. You've suffered enough."

"No I haven't, after everything; you suffered more than I did."

Standing quickly I give my little sister a hug, trying to put all the forgiveness and warmth I can into it. I really have forgiven her; she's been nothing but help since Max, Nick and the whole dating fiasco. And I don't, in spite of what Dallas thinking, have a heart of stone.

"Thanks Kat. So what are you going to do about Max?"

"I have absolutely no idea."

"Maybe…………..you should give him a chance."

I pull back, my 'did you really just say that' look all over my face. She quickly backtracks a bit, explaining her ridiculous idea.

"Maybe you should give him a chance, think about it. He's waited for you. He must love you. Just, don't write him off yet."

I sigh; I can't believe I'm doing this.

"Fine. If he asks I'll agree to a date, just one mind."

She grins, eyes lighting up.

"Its ok, I'm not asking for miracles here, just………… progress."

I can't meet her eyes, or else she'll know I don't want to do this. It's not fair to either of us. But if it keeps her off my case.

"I'll tell mom about your medicine. Come on, back to rehearsals."

Fake sighing I let her drag me across the room, her phone in one hand, my hand in her other. And that's how we enter the room, sisters, united, friends.

ok I know this took forever but I really can't focus at all right now. so merry Christmas everyone, I wont post until after the holidays, so enjoy it while it's here, read my other stories, I want some feedback for them.

lol love you all

Katzzle out xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx