The Hardest Part of This Is Leaving You
I Dont Love You, Like I Did Yesterday
I walked into my house, waiting for it.
"ICKY VICKY!"
Bingo.
I was attacked by a 9 year old.
"SANDY MANDY!" She hugged me tightly, and I hugged back.Gah, I missed my sister.
"I missededed you!" She carried out the 'edededs'
"I missedededed you too!Where's mom?" I asked.
"Kitchen!BUT YOUR TALKING TO ME MORE!" She pushed my bags out of my hands on the floor and led me to the couch.
She jumped in my lap and got herself comfortable.
"So hows that Jared guy?" She asked.
Tears formed in my eyes.
"Gerard?Good...good..." I said, lying.
"WHAT ABOUT THAT REALLY CUTE ONE?!" She ask hyperly.
"You mean his brother?"
She most definetly had sugar.I thought to myself.
"YES!" She asked impatiently.
I couldn't help but laugh.
"Mikey's fine."
"VICTORIA?IS THAT YOU?!" My Mom shouted from the hallway.
"MOMMY ICKY-" she giggled "I MEAN VICKY'S BACK!"
My mother came running out of the kitchen.She moved Mandy back off my lap and pulled me up and hugged me.I gasped loudly at the pain from all the beatings and bruises that covered my back.
She pulled away hurriedly.
"Whats wrong?" She asked, concern shown on her face.
"Nothing, it's just...you just surprised me." I gave her a look that said, not-infront-of-Mandy.
She got the message and nodded.
Mandy came inbetween me and my Mom and looked up at me.
"You got tall!" She said.
"Well, your just a shrimp, Mini-Me." I said.
We're a lot alike.We look so much alike people have mistaken her for being MY daughter.Hell, for her birthday I got her a Green Day shirt!It matches mine, too.She loves Green Day, and for being 9, she makes me paint her nails black.Our hair is almost the exact same, except mine is a little longer and darker.
She giggled.
"I can't even remember the last time you called me that!"
"So, Victoria, are you hungry?" My Mom asked.
"I just made a batch of cook-" She went to finish her sentence but Mandy squealed and ran towards the kitchen.I couldn't help but laugh.
"No Mom, I'm fine."
She looked around for Mandy.
"Now what did he do?" She asked, quietly.
I put my head down.
"Please, can we talk about it later?"
"Alright, fine.But your eating.I can heat up those noodles and those cheese stic-" She burst out laughing.
"You're resembling a very large bug right now."
I stuck my tongue out at her.I can't help it, my eyes always get wide when I'm excited.
"It's not my fault I haven't had cheese sticks in a while!"
"Haha alright, well your Dad should be home soon so we can all have a nice family dinner and discuss you moving back in." She said happily.
"I-but-wha?How did you know I wanted to move back in?" I asked.
She laughed.
"Honey, why else would you be back here?"
I sighed.She knows me too well.
"Ugh, I hate being so predictable..."
"ICKY VICKY!"
Bingo.
I was attacked by a 9 year old.
"SANDY MANDY!" She hugged me tightly, and I hugged back.Gah, I missed my sister.
"I missededed you!" She carried out the 'edededs'
"I missedededed you too!Where's mom?" I asked.
"Kitchen!BUT YOUR TALKING TO ME MORE!" She pushed my bags out of my hands on the floor and led me to the couch.
She jumped in my lap and got herself comfortable.
"So hows that Jared guy?" She asked.
Tears formed in my eyes.
"Gerard?Good...good..." I said, lying.
"WHAT ABOUT THAT REALLY CUTE ONE?!" She ask hyperly.
"You mean his brother?"
She most definetly had sugar.I thought to myself.
"YES!" She asked impatiently.
I couldn't help but laugh.
"Mikey's fine."
"VICTORIA?IS THAT YOU?!" My Mom shouted from the hallway.
"MOMMY ICKY-" she giggled "I MEAN VICKY'S BACK!"
My mother came running out of the kitchen.She moved Mandy back off my lap and pulled me up and hugged me.I gasped loudly at the pain from all the beatings and bruises that covered my back.
She pulled away hurriedly.
"Whats wrong?" She asked, concern shown on her face.
"Nothing, it's just...you just surprised me." I gave her a look that said, not-infront-of-Mandy.
She got the message and nodded.
Mandy came inbetween me and my Mom and looked up at me.
"You got tall!" She said.
"Well, your just a shrimp, Mini-Me." I said.
We're a lot alike.We look so much alike people have mistaken her for being MY daughter.Hell, for her birthday I got her a Green Day shirt!It matches mine, too.She loves Green Day, and for being 9, she makes me paint her nails black.Our hair is almost the exact same, except mine is a little longer and darker.
She giggled.
"I can't even remember the last time you called me that!"
"So, Victoria, are you hungry?" My Mom asked.
"I just made a batch of cook-" She went to finish her sentence but Mandy squealed and ran towards the kitchen.I couldn't help but laugh.
"No Mom, I'm fine."
She looked around for Mandy.
"Now what did he do?" She asked, quietly.
I put my head down.
"Please, can we talk about it later?"
"Alright, fine.But your eating.I can heat up those noodles and those cheese stic-" She burst out laughing.
"You're resembling a very large bug right now."
I stuck my tongue out at her.I can't help it, my eyes always get wide when I'm excited.
"It's not my fault I haven't had cheese sticks in a while!"
"Haha alright, well your Dad should be home soon so we can all have a nice family dinner and discuss you moving back in." She said happily.
"I-but-wha?How did you know I wanted to move back in?" I asked.
She laughed.
"Honey, why else would you be back here?"
I sighed.She knows me too well.
"Ugh, I hate being so predictable..."