Visiting My Sister

POV: Serena

I sat on the hospital bed, staring at my sister Emma as she slept. I’d snuck in here to avoid signing the visitors register. I do this when I’m angry so I would have an alibi in case I get pissed and strangle her to death in her sleep. I stood there looking at her, hating the very air that she breaths. The fact that she looks exactly like Harper makes it even worse. Merely looking at her makes me sick in my stomach.

In my heart, it felt like I was staring at Harper. Both girls look alike and they both found a way to steal Ethan from me. So, to me, they are both the same and I hate them. I imagined myself grabbing a sharp tool from the doctors surgical tools and stab her repeated in her sleep, stabbing her right in her abdomen and killing that child she is carrying.

No one can have Ethan’s child, but me!

I have work so hard to have him all to myself, I won’t let anyone take him away from me, not after all my hard work. I was standing over her, glaring daggers at her when she opened her eyes slowly, and immediately she saw me, she jumped in fear, shivering as if I was a monster.

“What are you doing here, Rena, how long have you been standing there, what do you want?”

Are you trying to kill me, do you want to give me a heart attack?” she asks me, stammering out the words as if I was her worst nightmare. That is not far from the truth, if you ask me.

"You love me, don't you Emma?" I asks her, looking at her with pity eyes, making her squint her eyes and stare at me curiously, wondering what I am up to this time.

"Of course, I love you, Serena. we are sisters and we only have each other since our parents died. you have been by my side and taken care of me since the accident that took out parents away and put me in the hospital. you are my sister and I adore you, Serena." she told me, smiling warmly as she tried to hold my hand and caress the back of my palm like she always does. I swatted her hand away, glaring dangerously at her.

"That's a lie and you know it, Emma!

you wish I was in your position and you were in mine. you wish I was bedridden and you are out there, walking around town with Ethan, flaunting your fairytale love affair in my face. you want that, don't you?" I asked her, tipping my head to stare at her, caressing her cheek.

"No, Rena!

You are so wrong to think that I would want to see you like this. I don't wish this on my worst enemy, let alone my beloved sister. I love you so much, Serena, believe me, I really do." she told me, grabbing My hand that I pulled away from her the first time and forcing me to look at her.

"If you love me so much like you claim, then tell me what I need to do to win Ethan's heart and steal him from that witch, Harper, that cast a spell on him. Tell me what you did to make him like you before the accident. I want to know how you made him fall in love with you, how did you get him to accept to make you his wife?" I asked her, making a gaging sound as the thoughts of Ethan being in love with my sister and wanting to marry her made me want to gag.

"I thought I asked you to give up the idea of getting Ethan to marry you, Serena!

Ethan is married now, he married Harper because he loves her. She is not a witch and she did not cast a spell on Ethan. He loves her and that is why he married her. Do not make the mistake of trying to separate them like you..." she paused at this point, her eyes tearing up as she looked away from me, her face contorted in pain.

“Like I did what, Emma?” I asked her, urging her to complete her statement.

“Say it, I fucking dare you!” I challenged her, pushing her to cross the line and probably make me more furious than I already am.

“Stop it, Rena!

And leave Ethan and Harper alone!” she let out softly, trying to evade my challenge.

"She doesn't deserve him!

You don't deserve him!

Nobody else deserves Ethan, but me, Emma, and I'm not backing down. With you out of the way, he was supposed to chose me and not her!

what does he even see in her anyways, what is so special about Harper?" I yelled furiously, moving closer to her and making her shiver in fear as she tries to move away from me.

sometimes I think that she knows the truth about the accident that killed our parents. She knows I hated our parents because they loved and favored her, more than me. They even went ahead to fix the marriage between her and Ethan, not minding how I felt about it. I hate them and I hate Emma too.

I thought getting Emma out of the way would put me in line to be Ethan's next fiancee and not him marrying that low life, Harper. He was supposed to transfer his love for my sister to me and not finding someone that looked exactly like my sister. I have worked so hard to get him to like me, I have done so much to get him to love me. Why can’t he love me, what is wrong with me?

Is Emma prettier than me, is Harper curvier than I am?

Why them and not me, what is so special about them, what is so special about them?

I put away my furious glare, trying to look friendly and cool as I approached her bed and sat net to her, holding her hand, giving her my signature fake puppy dog eyes,

"Tell me how I can get him to love me, Emma. Do I need to pretend to be kind and docile, what can I do to make him love me!" I asked her acting so nice and cool.

“ I don’t know what you want from me, Rena, I can’t help you, I just want to get better and leave the hospital, I can’t get involved in your madness, I just want to be left alone,” she sobbed, begging me to leave without actually saying the words.

“You still think you are better than me, don’t you?

You wish to be discharged so you can come back home and sneak your way into his heart again, right?

Well, that’s never going to happen!

You are stuck here until I win Ethan’s heart!

If I find out you are still trying to steal my man, Emma, I’ll send you to heaven, or hell to accompany our parents. So I suggest you get that idea out of your head and tell me what I need to do to make him love me!” I screamed at her, making her shake her head and cry sadly as she tried to avoid my eyes,

"I don't know!

I don't know!

I don't know!

Please go Away, Serena, leave me alone." she told me, crying hysterically.

"Fine, I'll leave, dear sister. but I'll be back. I will be back as always," I promised her, kissing her forehead, even if she tried to move away from me as I did.