Sisterhood can be a blessing or a curse…it all depends on the sisters.
"Can we go look at the kittens after school today, Eri?"
Viper sighed, "Sure Dawn. We can go look at the kittens."
Viper stood at the bus stop with an eight year old girl, her half sister Dawn.
The two looked completely different. While Viper's hair was black and short (to a boy, it'd be considered medium), Dawn had the hair of a story tale princess. That is to say, long golden hair that reached her ankles when down and had all the perfect waves to it. She was pale and had big, dark brown eyes.
The dark brown eyes…the only thing she shared with our father. The same eyes of the one who took me to the zoo multiple times…
The same eyes of the one who yelled and threw beer bottles at me the night he found out who my mother was.
The same eyes that haunted my nightmares.
"Eri?"
Viper snapped out of it, "Yeah?"
"I love you. You're the best big sister I could ever have," Dawn replied as she hugged Viper.
Viper sighed.
If you knew what I did at night, would you still love me?
The older girl hugged back, "I love you too. You're the best little sister I could ever ask for."
"Thankies…remember, kittens after school," Dawn replied as she let Viper go as a yellow bus rolled up.
The door opened and Dawn bound up the steps.
Viper replied, "Right. Kittens."
Dawn grinned and went unto the bus.
Viper smiled.
Yeah. She'd still love me. No matter who her father is, we're still sisters.
And sisters stay with each other until the end.
An older sister is a friend and defender - a listener, conspirator, a counselor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too.
~Pam Brown