"WHY IT HAS TO BE ME? WHY DON'T YOU JUST GO TO THE HOSPITAL AND WAKE MY SISTER UP! SHE'S THE GOOD DAUGHTER RIGHT? SHE ALWAYS FOLLOWS YOU. SHE LOVES TO BE MANIPULATED--
My dad closed the distance between us and slapped me very hard. That shocked me cold. I felt a little bit dizzy. My cheek felt numb for a little while.
"Your sister is in a critical situation and yet you're acting that way. Stop being childish" my dad yelled at me.
I'm really furious right now. He got the nerve to say I'm childish? Look who's talking.
"Really Dad?" I asked while holding my anger. "Why do I always need to consider my sister. It's not my fault when she let herself to be a totally useless bitch---
Slap!
Dad's hand landed on my cheek again. This time, it almost twisted my head. I nearly lost my balance. Tsk. But that can't hold me back from bursting with rage.
"Now that she has a problem you want me to handle it. Oh no, it's another way around. You're forcing me to take care of it"
Slap stung my cheek again. Yeah, maybe I deserved to be slapped for the third time. Is this what makes him happy? Tsk.
I laugh sarcastically. "Slap me as long as you want Dad. But let me tell you one thing. Her problem, is not my problem. It has nothing to do with me!"
"Seellyna enough" I looked at my Mom's standing at the corner. Seems like a dog that always wags its tail. Isn't she's tired of it?
Dad being the authority in this house make me sick. We are surrounded by an atmosphere of subservience to his rules, words. He's so damned manipulative! And Mom decided to turn a blind eye. Tsk.
"The wedding will take place the Sunday after the family reunion. And because your twin sister is still in coma you need to pretend until she woke up"
Dammit.
"You want me to pretend to be that two-faced-bitch? " my tone hung somewhere between sarcastic and annoyed. I just hope the would add fuel to the fire.
I saw how my dad's jaw rolled like an occean. The sound of his grinding and clenching teeth came abruptly. If wasn't for mom who's holding him, I would have received another heart melting slap.
"Stop talking nonsense Seellyna" dad shouted at the top of his lungs.
Tsk. I hate this.
For the sake of my sister they have made a decision. And they didn't even ask for my opinion, if I want it or not, if it's okay with me or if that's would be fine?
For the sake of my sister.
"Help your sister Seellyna" Mom's voice dropped to a whisper as she pulled dad away from the living room.
I almost rolled my eyes. She's not asking for my help. She's simply saying that I have no choice but to do so.
"Seemed like it's YOUR final decision" I emphasized the word 'your'. I fake a smile too. Mom gave me a 'stop talking or else' look.
"Seellyna go to your room now" she commanded but I spurned.
"Even though I refused, I could not do anything because this is for your favorite daughter. For my TWIN!"
I will do this for my sister who never treated me as one. And we will never reconcile. Not in a million chance.
Tsk.
If she hadn't been a stupid driver, I wouldn't have be pretending and marrying a man I don't know.
"You are nothing compare to your sister. And if you want to be useful at least once, do what we say" dad said. He doesn't look angry coz he's mocking me now.
Dammit. I always hear those words but everytime he shouts that to my face, I felt like I am stabbed. I am used to it but it's still painful hearing those.
I turned my back and walked away. I don't want to hear anything from them. I tried to make a step even if I'm hurting more from the wound inside.
This is want they want. They want me to pretend so be it. For my sister's sake but how? We have the same face but totally an opposite of each other.
She's a self-centered two-faced bitch, I am a useless, dimwit daughter.
Now, can someone tell me, how am I going to pretend if I hate everything about her?