TiGeRlIlY99 - i'm glad you liked it and i'll do my best
It's nights like last night that I feel truly alone. As I watched the stars and listened to Emily's silent breathing, I realize just how important the role of an older sibling was. I always had Keith and I made a silent promise to my self that Emily would always have me.
After I fell asleep for what felt like no longer than an hour, I heard my personalize ring tone for Dan, well what he put on my phone the last time he, ahem, burrowed it, sing underneath my pillow.
I groaned and from the side I was sleeping on and looked out my window. It was still dark. I listened in silence to "Dear god" for a second. It wasn't my favorite song from avenged seven fold but Dan thought it suited me.
I had almost forgot my little sister was sleeping back to back to me until I felt an elbow hit my spine. I grunted a what the hell that was responded by a mumbling of words that didn't have to make sense for me to realize she was getting annoyed. I rolled onto my stomach resisting the urge to kick her off my bed. I didn't feel like getting into a wrestling match with a thirteen year-old today. She was a skinny little thing but she was strong. Then again, so was I.
I pulled my black tank top down to cover the Dark purple sun outlined in black that circled around my belly button that hopefully Emily had enough brains to keep it between us. Of course I would have to take her to get hers done.
I reached underneath my pillow and pulled out my purple and white comeback. If you haven't figured out by now I loved purple. My birthday was even in February. I silenced M. Shadows voice and placed the phone to my ear.
"Hn?" I asked in a muffled voice. I heard a snicker on the other line.
"Good morning to you to." Dan's voice erupted cheerfully on the other line. You know how sometimes when you wake up and feeling good and ready for the day and your best friend wants to kick you for trying to make you feel the same way? Well next time you see me, do me a favor and don't turn around.
"Mhm." Once again not using words. I guess some habits never change. Usually by now I'd say good morning or something but he took in my silence and understood as usual.
"Emily slept in your bed again?" I wish I could just nod instead of just repeating the answer from before. I listened to him let out a sigh. He knew what happened. After all, he was the one who fixed my door. He told me the usual time he would be picking my sister and me up and we disconnected the line.
I slowly got off my bed trying hard to not fall on the mini me while I was at it and grabbed the towel on my door. I would let her sleep for a little bit then wake her up. It was never a pleasant task.
My bare feet shuffled through the hallway upstairs and into the bathroom. Throwing my towel on the floor I got undressed only before looking into the mirror at my self and wondering why I was always complimented on my looks. All I saw was a black haired girl that went almost to the middle of my back with pasty white skin allowing my green eyes to stand out a bit to much and black eye liner that smudged under my eyes. I whispered "ew" to my self and ran my fingers under my eyes then stepped into the shower.
I wish I could just sleep in the shower sometimes. The warm water felt like a blanket covering up my beat up skin. Soccer can be a bitch sometimes. I leaned against the shower wall and rested my head on the cool substance and shut my eyes trying to think about what day it was.
Shutting the water of and wrapping my blue towel around me I walked back into my room were Emily had spread across my bed in an awkward angle. I was glad to see I wasn't the only one in this family like that. I smiled and turned on my light. She let out a small groan from her throat and covered her head with the blanket. I walked over and gave her a playful slap on her back.
"Time to get up Em." I wasn't to sure but I thought I heard something about Zebras. I rolled my eyes and pulled my purple and black checkered sheets off of her. She curled up into a ball as the first hours of the day hit her sleeping form. I sat on the edge of my bed and rubbed her back trying to get her to open her eyes.
Green met green as she rolled over and looked at me. She spread out and stretched. "Morning." She said. I smiled at her.
"Morning sweety." I got up to leave her be and got dressed with my usual skinny jeans and some sort of slim fit band shirt all accompanied with my black and white vans. All I needed to do now was learn how to skateboard. I ran my fingers through my hair and brushed it out making sure my bangs were in place. After I put on my eye liner and what ever else I wasn't to lazy to do I looked at the purple and black striped gloves on my counter that Dan got me on my birthday. I shrugged and put them on since there was some purple in my shirt and headed down stairs.
Walking into the kitchen I saw our mother sitting at the table in her fluffy pink bathrobe with her coffee doodling some words on paper. I crept behind her and made my way to the fridge. When I opened it I could of sworn she jumped almost five feet. I tuned around to look at her with a raise eyebrow. She placed her right hand on her heart and took a breath.
"Jesus Brianna you need to stop sneaking around like that. You almost gave me a heart attack." She said smiling at me. Her black hair hung loosely in a pony tail at the base of her neck. I returned the smile.
"I'm sorry mom but in all fairness you should be use to it by now." I turned around and continued the task at hand. She laughed.
"How can I? Now that your sisters older I can never tell if it's you or her." I smiled at that and grabbed the milk. Shutting the fridge and walking over to the counter I searched around inside the cabinet for food.
"I'm sorry Brianna I need to go food shopping soon." I shrugged and pulled out three boxes of cereal that were all half empty.
"Wouldn't be a problem if Emily could just eat one type at a time." I pointed out. I swear the kid had ADD. She couldn't even focus on one flavor. I took Emily's least favorite kind and pored the rest into my bowl and added the milk. I could tell my mother was watching but I acted like I didn't notice.
"Or if she didn't eat as much as you." I gave another shrug. "Then again you both look like you don't eat at all." I turned around and brought the bowl to the table. I asked if she wanted some but she shook her head and I sat down.
"Ya well I'm pretty sure Keith sums up the both of us." I took my spoon and dug in to the crunchy substance. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her sad smile and regretted bringing up his name.
"I'll go to the store and get some food if you want." Trying to change the subject. She gave me a skeptical look. I shrugged.
"I'm sure Dan won't mind giving me a ride." She calmed down a bit. Our mother had a fear of us driving ever since Keith crashed his car with a drunk driver. Talk about pain, I thought the scar on my forehead would never heal.
"Alright." She looked at me for a second. "If you want, Dan can eat over. I'm sure that Emily would love it." That was true. Emily really did like Dan. Not in a crush way but in a older brother way. It was my turn to look skeptical.
"Is Dad working?" She nodded. Dan never really liked coming over when Father was home. Our dad always gave him looks and asked strange questions. I guess girls and boys can't be just friends and his eyes.
"Well, alright. I don't see why not." Our conversation ended when we heard slow moving steps coming down the stairs. Emily walked into the kitchen wearing skinny jeans with a silver chain that made a U connected to her pant loops. It used to be Keith's and she wore it all the time. She had a long sleeve black and white striped V neck shirt that had the words Nirvana written across her chest. I never understood why she wore that shirt. I guess everyone had a spot in their heart for Kurt Cobain even if your favorite band was Escape the Fate. She was a cute kid even if her socks didn't match.
She sat on the table and placed her head on the surface. Our mother brushed Emily's bangs aside. "What's wrong honey." She said smiling.
"hhhuunnngggrrryyy." She wined. She looked at my cereal and pouted. I took a spoon full and ate it.
"Get up and get it yourself Em." I told her. He eyebrows furrowed together and she slowly made her way to the counter.
"Hey! You took all the frosted Flakes!" I placed my empty bowl in the sink.
"Sorry." I said and walked over into the living room and dropped onto the couch to finish up last nights chemistry homework.