Eunice had her eyes fixated on the tightly closed door, hoping desperately that no one else noticed her. It appeared to her that her parents had lived on whispers since the month began, a terrible kind that tortured her mind. She didn't get to discuss with her mother as usual to enlighten her concerning the terrible rumor in town about the attempt to call home the old man in the shore. The door creaked and she fleeed through the back, she didn't picture any information on their hint of discussion but she flee in other to do away suspicions and doubt. She ran until the sound of the opening door faded to a distance, replaced by loud peaceful voices.
An obvious sweat washed down her face, how'd she prevent her mother's arithmetic sequences to connote an empirical evidence. She would literally detect her uneasiness, to avoid this she quickly wiped off the sweat and joged down the scene. Different eyes brushed through her with the same expression, that moment Eunice realized that there was something missing about the day, maybe her family had considered her too small to be discussed with. But that is a ridiculous assumption on a good, there is just a week to her university graduation, a twenty and four years old shouldn't be considered too small for any reason, reading through the moment she settled in accordance with them.
"Mum, you don't look well". Eunice interrupted the never ending silence with a question. "That is not a thing of concern Eunice, come". The advanced woman totally ignored the burning question hanging in the corner of her eyes and proceeded to examine her body. "Your sister will escort you to the spa in the city's square, during the evening, make sure you make good use of my deposit". Eunice immediately shook out the sudden fear that tingled through her. Stretching her gaze was her father, comfortably settled under the big mango tree that autonomously shaded the sun, having his eyes authentically concerned with the newspaper on his hold. He didn't move an inch or turn his eyes a bit to welcome her greeting as usual. She seemed to be trapped, but she didn't feel any need to bother with her parents, this was her father and her mother, sitting left in the long bench over there is her own sister, they will only protect her. Yes, her family will protect her regardless. She understands that it has so become a thing of must, her mother has recently complained about her not bathing enough, she lifted her arm to her nose to see if she's now thoroughly dirty, she perceived a little sweaty smell, that is not so enough for the beauty spa, did her mom really want to spend her hard earned money on something like this? She shrugged.
"Don't eat from the kitchen, there is your food in the dining, you should stop in taking junk food from now onwards, you have to pay special attention to your stomach, please don't make me repeat myself". Immediately Eunice was filled with the urge to protest, detest welled up in her belly, but she felt a sharper urge to keep calm, when did she become a celebrity to be treated so kindly. "Earlier warning would have been better", she muttered at her mom.
Eunice stared at her sister from far and near, she wanted to confront her to get a reliable information but that would major some inconvenience, she straightened her fingers and stride towards the closed door, she didn't see the need to stand there in confusion and major the density of their silence and awkwardness. She flipped her school bag to the corner of her room not minding, getting off her dress her sister busted into her room, she could be uncomfortably loud most times. "Mummy had a fight with the neighbor, and his son didn't forget to tell how dirty and mindless that you are, so she is putting in effort to get you a home education, she felt that maybe school couldn't give you the best education so she would literally take the chance to avoid more shame in the future". First she called her dirty and secondly she abused the effort her parents made to send her to school. Normally Eunice and Sarah generally avoid each other, sometimes they only tag it a sisters fight, but sometimes she couldn't help but feel the need to press on to think that there was something more. A slow smile curved her mouth and this time her eyes twinkled. "I don't know why it seems like I'm taking the blows meant for you, at least I believe that those wagging tongues weren't about me to be honest. But if you feel like I'm the person who needs more home education then who am I to decline the visit of more knowledge".
"When did you begin watching horror movies? And has it gotten to a point that you stretch fingers on your elder sister?" Sarah avoided her subconscious mind that told her to mellow down and not bite a leaping crocodile. "If I'm not mistaking, you're just an hour older, the society entitled you as elder but not me, and by the way the society is biased, we are not identical how lucky of me, I believe you keep your eyes out of my head, just for your own good". Eunice said taking a step back to concentrate on getting rid of her dirty dress. Sarah cleared her throat, there is no need to bite a dead dog, and everything in Eunice accepted that there was something more to it. "Don't tell me why you talk about making a new start in the morning is because you think your harlotry record has been deleted, you're just a trash and mother is tired of watching you walk around this place a living shame, do everything just as I command then I will try to refrain from your rather colorful past". Silence invaded the room, at the same time she could practically hear her heart beating a little bit more unusual, her head debating, plotting. What could Sarah be all about, does her hatred towards her sister increase on daily basis? "Interesting".