enough is enough. Options

[radhikaeatsraman]

"Go to hell, bitch."

Those cruel parting words were nothing new. Because of them, I seem to have an undying hatred for her, even if she is my sister. I've put up with this verbal abuse for as long as I can remember. As much as she claims to care about me, I don't think she'd give a flying f**k if I died today. As usual, I had nothing to say to her as I slowly chewed the stuffed pasta I knew I would eventually waste.

"Why can't you two stop fighting?" my mother quipped as if it was just some stupid sibling rivalry.

It wasn't just sibling rivalry. I was scared to death that my sister and I would forever be estranged once she went on to college. Beyond her college years would be mine, and even then, I doubt that we'd even bother speaking to each other.

I've put up with the verbal and emotional battering for too long. She always apologizes, yet she never seems to stop. Whatever I do seems to set her off. I can't even walk around my own house without her being mad at me for one thing or another. Whenever she leaves for a certain period of time, I'm filled with this joy that she won't be there bringing me down each day that she's gone. And for each day, I am filled with this unexplainable joy, wishing, hoping, thinking that everything will be all right.

But she arrives home. Turns out that I'm dead wrong.