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Wedding And Wolves
Wedding And Wolves
Author: Merina

A Mistake Of A Lifetime

Author: Merina
last update Last Updated: 2022-10-17 22:23:26

I'm an emotionally crippled person. Crippled by emotions.  

"Please, just this once! Ree, please!" Sienna has her hand together in a praying posture with her plum lips pouting, and brows turned down, dramatically.

I narrow my eyes and scoff, she's losing her edge if she thinks this is convincing me to go on a blind date with who knows who in her place.

Seeing my resolve, her bottom lip quivered and the first of her crocodile tear leaked. I kept my resolve, but my brows twitched. Sienna's eyes caught the movement like the hawk she is and she made an even sadder expression.

"Please, Rayna! You know Ethan will hate it if he knows. He's going to leave me, I can't live without him! You know, how he's my life!" She broke out in loud ugly sobs, I cringed some steps away.

Right. He's her life, her whirlwind romance boyfriend of last week. She says it's love at first sight, I think it is the initial signs of dementia.

Though it's worth marvelling how that rotten stinky SOB can be someone's life, especially for someone like Sienna. She's gorgeous, Okay!

Gorgeous to the point, I want to murder this bitch sometimes. I had known Sienna since we were in High School and how we have preserved our acquaintanceship till now is the 8th wonder of the world.

I flopped down on my Bed and huffed out, "Fine!" Sienna halted mid-sob and jumped my bones but before she could land I ducked and rolled on the bed James Bond style and a shriek left me.

"ACK!"

Keypoint: ducked and rolled James Bond's style. After that I fell off the bed in my very own style.

Sienna who was frozen on the bed, burst out in wheezing chuckles.

"Stop it, bitch! You still have got a lot to convince me of." I snapped, trying to hide my reddening embarrassed face. Her cackling that could rival a deranged witch knew no end. As a last resort, I got back up, threw several pillows on her, and got out of the room, stomping my foot.

Reaching the Kitchen in the Apartment I shared with Sienna I took out the frozen leftovers. Come to think of it, I hadn't ever thought a girl like Sienna would ever be in this situation. It's peculiar.

We are both from Oregon, My father is loaded so I have hardly seen someone's eye twitch my way but Sienna, she had lived a different life altogether.

Born to a single mother, she lived her life with her psychotic Grandmother and I'm not exaggerating at all: the old hag is nuts. She went around spreading crazy tales about fictional monsters and believed Sienna was one too.

I met her first when she came to our school through a scholarship, she was enviable. A beauty with brains, she slept through almost anything with a stick, got in fights as somehow she in this perfect body shape, eventually then she was isolated.

I, on the other hand, simply didn't give a fuck about people sucking up to me. My stepmother, Sally is a decent Californian woman and childless so she poured her overflowing motherly affection on me. She made an effort to make me blend in, which I will always be grateful for.

She organized parties, meets, group studies with professional help every month and invited my whole damn class in my name. Sally is about a decade and a half younger than my Dad so her organized parties were rowdy and a teenager's heaven. She went as far as to sneak in alcohol and vacate the house taking Dad along with her to Villas or trips. So yes, I do believe she had an ulterior motive but because she isn't a total nutcase or bothersome, I like her.

Well, more than I like my own mother.

Back to the story, it didn't work out. You see, I have this insufferable personality and no mouth filter so any points I got because of my stepmother overdoing things were ruined as soon as I opened my mouth.

After a year through High School she gave up on Parties but her efforts for getting me a friend or boyfriend didn't deter at all.

Except for my bad personality, I am boring and liked preserved peace in my life. I spent my time, reading or in extra-curriculum classes learning new things because I have some ambitions which include a ragingly successful career and not getting knocked up in my teens.

I found Sienna, the girl living the American Dream crying in an isolated library section where only I wandered to. Then all the rest was history.

Though I'm a mean bitch, I pitied her and I also liked how she wasn't always clingy or flattering. Her grandmother was cuckoo and her life was hard. My Dad and Sally liked her by default as she was the only girl to stick around so the remaining years of her High School, she pretty much stayed with us.

Though past all her glittery life, I noted these years that she's weird. Weird… in a sense that is hard to explain... The microwave 'dinged' getting me out of my memory lane and I plated my meal and grabbed a bottle of water.

All in all, the only virtue I have is that I don't judge, and nor do I have a knack to meddle in others' business but what you see you can't unseen.

Sienna never had to work out to stay in perfect shape which you could probably blame on genes but she seemed to hear things I didn't, like she usually knew when someone was past the door before they knocked and could tell dirty clothes from clean without ever bringing them to her nose to smell. It was like she was a superhuman or something.

Most of all, I have never seen her fall sick or be hungover, not to mention the texture of her hair and skin that I can only compete with after several spa treatments.

I hear giggling voices from the living room, as I sat on the aisle. She must be talking to that trashcan. The guy had literally no redeeming qualities.

My mind wandered to how Sienna usually disappeared at night. She had a room in our Mansion. I'd mild insomnia for most of my life so I usually stayed up late. One night when I passed by her room, I heard her phone ringing continuously and she was not picking or putting it on silent. I turned the knob and her bed was ruffled but she wasn't there.

It could be that she left for a late-night romping but my Dad had built our Mansion like a fortress and even I, who have lived my whole life there, had never been able to sneak past the security. The next day, I found her on the Breakfast table looking fresh as ever, I had stayed the night in her room so I know she didn't return.

Mostly you would see her sniffing or making strange voices, I have even seen her eyes glazing unnaturally but I never pointed out. Because first, though people believed she was using me I'm smart enough to know her presence in my life had its merit and I'm used to her presence.

Another peculiarity is Ethan, the previously mentioned trashcan. Sienna is the high maintenance type and I have never seen her with a fling without a six-figure income nor have I ever seen her giggling or falling on thin air for someone like she does for him.

Ethan is a freeloader who lives off his brother in a close-knit family. There's nothing about his appearance that stands out, his manners are that of a juvenile delinquent and I have smelled weed on him a time or two.

Though he's fit, I will give him that. His Brother owns a Security Agency so he's not going to die starving anytime soon.

Sienna had always been a freak but because she was hot and willing for a good time, boys were always in and out of her revolving bedroom door. When I decided to come to NY for College, the decision was based on my ambition to expand my wings without Dad's influence and Sienna tagged along.

I wish to run my own Business without crouching under my Dad's shadow. Anybody can be rich if they are determined but not everyone is an icon to look up to.

Sienna comes jumping in the Kitchen at that moment, dressed up like she's going in a pageant. I recognize the channel crop-top I bought last week and the jimmy choo wedges Sally sent me last month. If it isn't obvious, we are the same size. Unfortunetly.

"He is taking me out, how do I look? Do you think Ethan will like it?" I bet my pussy, he will. That good-for-nothing goes bonkers for her.

Her face is caked with make-up, my make-up to be exact. She doesn't own make-up, she never needed any. She still don't but like I said, she becomes a lunatic for him in 7 different ways.

I raise a thumbs up and scoff, "You look good which you should, as 85% of articles of clothing and accessories clinging to your body are mine when I clearly remember telling you not to touch anything unless it is two months old in my closet." Told you, attitude issues.

Sienna burst out laughing and checks herself in the mirror covering the wall, "Let's see if he will like it enough to spend howling the night in my clutches." She throws her head back and laughs with her head thrown back.

And this is why we are friends.

I tip the glass, looking at the woman most definitely under influence, "Wreck him to shreds but when I get up in the morning I don't want to see that trash passed out on my woolen couch." He had been, for every day last week.

Sienna looks my way and wink, "If we are coming back, we surely won't make it past the door."

I raise my glass in a mock toast, "Cheers to the Old senile lady from across the Hall dumping her trash on your passed-out asses." And I'm not even kidding, that crazy lady had done this to more people than you can count on one hand.

She opens her mouth to retort when the bell rings and she unnecessarily widens her eyes before she turns to the mirror at lightning speed then leaps to the door.

And I hear several squealing and smooching voices while I try not to gag. When they go on for about minutes with no intention of stopping, I can't help myself, "Get past my door already, I'm hardly interested in a live demonstration of how rodents colonize!"

I hear snickers before I see them, clung together like chewed chewing gum to sienna, is Ethan. He's Latin American with a sweet Bronze complexion and a dozen piercing and ugly tattoos. He's smiling sickly with his teeth on display, "Darling Ree, you sound awfully jelly~ I know a dude who is into stuck-up bitc– Aah, you bitch!"

Before he could end his ridiculous proposition, I had thrown the Monthly Fashion magazine on his shit face. "I'm not drunk enough for that." Walking around the aisle, I give him a stink eye. "Don't stain my marble floor with your insufferable presence and get going." I don't stay to hear his retort, instead walk to my room.

I heard a growl and Sienna whispering something inaudible to him. Weirdos! I don't like him and I'm sure the sentiment is mutual.

Flopping down on my bed I bury my face in a pillow. I wait with my raging thoughts for about ten minutes and when I'm certain they are gone, I groan loudly in my pillow.

Out of people, I despise the ones who leech off others the most but I can't help myself being a bitch so this is what I get. People naturally don't like me and those who try to, are either those who have relations with me or want something from me.

Worst of all is, though I hate sharing my things, I allow Sienna because I don't want to be stranded alone. For the same reason, I won't confront her for her freakiness. I'm even going this weekend to that stupid Blind date for her.

I'm so pathetic, and maybe even biased toward that bastard Ethan. Sienna is outgoing and likable, with Ethan in her life she's making more friends, probably I'm not going to have a friend soon.

Why can't I just detach myself from toxic people?!

But I know that's because... that would result in nobody being left on my side.

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