"You fucking asshole!" Before Tyler could close the door I grabbed the doorknob, yanking it open, I saw him ran downstairs, his giggles was like hot water pouring down my fucking soul.
I immediately ran to follow him.
My sweet sweet expensive t-shirt that I just bought... He took it... Again.
I guess this is my punishment for not buying girls clothes.
Can you blame me? I want girls questioning their whole entire self... Whether they like girls, boys... Or me.
I halted. When you have a crush, it's like God gives you powers to sense them, with the every bit of the hair that stood up on your skin. Like I was spider man.
Yeah.
I turned to see her. Archy Charm. Really... She's... She's...
My sister.
Well step-sister...
To put it on the most easiest way as possible. I have a fucked up parents... Homophobic and abusive. Tyler convinced me to report them... And in the end I did... When I was bleeding like shit.
And then the next morning, police were taking them. I thought to myself I was heartless... I didn't even cried when they took them. But... I was their daughter. Where did you think I get those amazing shitty traits?
Then Tyler's parents adopted me. And Archer is Tyler's sister.
But I liked Archer since kindergarten, I always imagined marrying her. But now...
I still do. Haha
Of course... It'll take time, Tyler says that all the time, he doesn't find it weird for me having a major crush on her, because he has known me long enough. And plus... It's only the first month, how can I give up easily—I mean... Lose interest so easily ye?
Not Until I find Pink Pony Club boring by chappel roan, or Archy's face appearing inside my imagination while the song massage my brain.
Until then... I'll keep this to myself.
"Hey sis." I nodded at her, she smirked.
"Don't call me that, I swear..." She joked.
I hope I'll get over this...
