Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
My bitch sister will gloat that she was right to hate me all these years. I can just hear her saying I told you so. I should’ve sold that bitch a long time ago, but she never trusted me enough to put herself in that situation.
It was partly her fault that I had turned out like this. We were twins, but we couldn’t be any different. She got the brains, and I got the looks. My parents had always loved me more, and it showed, but what did that have to do with me?
She’d started distancing herself from me and them when we were about eleven or twelve, once it became clear that my preferences would always be more important than hers. I remember it was the last birthday we ever celebrated together since she refused. My parents always went with my ideas since hers were always stupid.
When we were sixteen, she got the opportunity to graduate early and I talked my parents into not letting her go. She got the rest of the family involved, using recordings she had made over the years of my parents and I bullying her, and they all ganged up on my parents and me until she was allowed to go.
That’s the last time we were ever alone together. She’d missed every holiday for the next five years, though she went to see our grandparents and aunts and uncles, who were all still staunchly in her corner.
But it was while we were sixteen that everything started to happen. Once my sister left I came to realize that most of our friends were actually more hers than mine. It was as if friendships that I had built over time had just disappeared once she was gone.
I got to learn that most of them only tolerated me because of her and her personality. That’s also when I learned that we were little more than charity cases in their eyes. It’s true that though we came from a wealthy area, our school was in a district where the elite attended, and our neighborhood barely missed the zoning cutoff.
I had always known that we were not as wealthy as most of the kids there, but it had never been an issue before. They had no issues with paying for us, but once she was gone, they stopped paying for anything for me.
The summer vacations we used to tag along with some of them also came to an end, for me at least. But my sister still got to attend when she was home from college. Mom and Dad dared not say or do anything about it because the rest of the family would be up in arms, and trust me, they tried.
No matter how I cried and pleaded, there was no use. And to make things worse, the boy I was head over heels in love with started dating her when she came back that first fall.
That’s when I really started drinking heavily and partying harder than ever before. It was that December when I first did what he mentioned. I’d met this guy at the club who was hot and older, which is exactly what I was looking for.
Pretty soon, we were hooking up all the time. I was missing days at school to be with him in his luxury apartment, and life was starting to look up. Then he asked about my friends, and the jealousy was too much. Why am I never enough for anyone?
I didn’t let it show, though, especially when he convinced me that he wasn’t interested in her that way. Then he asked if I wanted to make some good money, and all I could think of was that it was the holiday season and I would love nothing more than to go back to school the next semester with all high-end fashion. Think Hemes instead of Louis.
When he first told me his idea, I laughed because I thought it was a joke, but then he told me how much I could make, and it wasn’t so bad after all. The girl will live a life of luxury after all which had to be better than the life she had now. This ‘friend’ was someone I met at the mall, where I had found a part-time job for the season.
I also realized that he was telling me the truth when he said he wasn’t interested in her in that way and that also helped me make up my mind since I was still a bit salty that he had asked me about her.
It had been easy, too. The stupid bitch believed me when I told her that I had won two tickets to Dubai and had no one else to go with me. She was so excited, knowing that she would never be able to win a trip like that.