Mia
"Be safe and don't do drugs," I warned ironically. Drugs and Melissa do not come in one sentence. Never ever. That girl has not even had any idea that other drugs exist apart from cocaine.
"I won't mom." I shook my head at my baby sister, yeah she was 18 already but she was my baby.
We both were very close as our parents worked at some big corporate company, they met there and got married. They rarely had time for both of us. I and Melissa could understand their problem. It wasn't like they hated us or anything we met twice a year or thrice if their boss was being generous. It meant we both had the house all to ourselves. It was a regular one-storied house with 3 bedrooms and a lawn which we both loved.
Our house was the prime location for all the college house parties and I totally enjoyed hosting all of them. And Melissa used to lock herself in her room or go to her favorite cafe to avoid the hassle. She used to come home back as late as she could and dash back to her sanctuary. She used to grumble about people chattering and crowding her humble abode. Adorable.
One time she was so angry with the loud music that she shouted at everyone and made them clean the whole house. It did not matter that she was the smallest tiniest person. Nah Nah. Her dangerous glare made up for her age and height. And to think that she is meek and all. Bullshit. I totally stay away from when she is angry and in her she hulk mode. I have no intentions to die. Sorry, not sorry.
Siblings do have a strong bond, but I think we have the strongest of all. We were there for each other at all times, whether it be studying for finals (panicking at the last moment in my case and Melissa consoling me that I won't fail) bad breakups which were actually very stupid now that I think of it, period cramps!!! I hate those. It's an era of equality right? Boys should have those too, just to know how it feels like when you feel you want to kill someone and then yourself, bleed through 5 days and pretend everything is fine, one moment you want to eat chocolate, and the next moment you want pasta? It shouldn't work that way! Ahh, what was I saying? I get distracted every time sorry so back to the story, we had many memories together.
Melissa was the sweetest thing ever. She couldn't hurt a fly. She was an angel, kindness oozed from her. She believed kindness was the solution to every problem ever. Due to this people took advantage of it many times. She was the sweet one didn't mean I hadn't taught her to fight her own battles. Tried to make her strong for this wicked world who only knew to take advantage of the kind. That didn't mean she learned to say no. I guess her kindness was her strength.
She wanted to become a scientist, always wanted to help others. She was very hard on herself while researching for her assignments. She made me worried. She had a passion in her eyes, the fire made me really happy.
My friends teased me from time to time that I was being her mom more than her sister but I didn't care. She was beautiful both inside out. I was scared for her would be the understatement of the year. Ah, I really really love her, my baby sister.
Tonight her friend Jane was throwing her 18th birthday party at a club. At first, I was not so sure to let her go but she really wanted to go. And when Melissa made her mind no one could stop her. I was desperate to go spy on her but controlled myself, she had to gain the experience on her own, I couldn't be there for her every time right? It was just a party, right? What could happen there?
Most likely they will get drunk like hell and they will get a terrible hangover the next morning. Knowing Melissa she will pass out on her second drink. It is about time she does something reckless!
She always says that loud places are not her thing and she avoids it when I offer to take her with me to my college parties.
So, imagine my excitement when she herself wanted to go to the most popular club in the town!
I wanted to take her shopping with me for her first club outing. Although she preferred to take one of my favorite dresses. I had abandoned the dark maroon dress the day it came. I do not know, the dress looked like something I would wear while I was browsing. And when it came home, I was like my disappointment is immeasurable, and my day is ruined.
And now looking at her in the same dress feels nice. She looks like an actual angel. Do not be fooled by her looks though, she is a sweetheart most of the time but at times she is really scary.
Sometimes I wonder who is the little sister among the two of us.
I just know that she will have the time of her life today!