Ever since the accident that took our parents, Tina and I have always had each other’s back and had become quite inseparable. We made a patch to never leave each other alone in this world. That’s how deep our sisterly love went.
Tina is the wimpy type. She whines a lot and gets teary most of the time. She doesn’t like to relate with anyone, except me.
I understand why she’s like that; you can’t have scars and wounds that failed to heal and want to actually hang out with people. I love my sister and I dedicate all my time to taking care of her, she knows she has me all to herself, as she loves it to be. I can’t afford to get close to anyone, just for my little sis, because she did get pretty pissed at me for once having a stranger over and I’d have to repeat what I did.
I had intended to not go for it again.But I had to!And he really did go overboard. A delivery guy at that. As is our routine, I ordered pizza.
The stench of Tina’s wound was at its peak that day and it wasn’t really the best feeling, but things we do for love. When he arrived, of course, the stench was all over and he spoke:
“Oh, geez! What’s that smell? Fucking hell!Jesus! …smells like a fucking dead body!”He said, looking apologetic at the same time as he noticed how offensive he must have sounded since the smell was clearly coming from my apartment.
As usual, I wore the pitiful and helpless look, since that’s what people want so they can justify their humanity.
“It’s my sister,” I said in a low tone. “She sustained wounds from an accident, years ago and they’ve failed to heal, so, it stinks here once in a while.”I said, still looking so helpless.
“Oh, my God! Why isn’t she in the hospital?”He responded, amazed.
“I’ve been unable to get a job to settle the hospital bills, it’s just the two of us.”
I said, with teary eyes, though I was seething on the inside and just wanted him to leave.
He made the move to console me, then I invited him in. On getting inside, he tried not to look so uncomfortable because of the fumes.
“A young lady shouldn’t have to live like this…” He went on and on.
The sound of his voice became a noise in my head.I just had to shut him up. And, yes, I did!
Painlessly and quietly. Just like I did, Tina years ago.
You can’t spend many years training as a medical practitioner and not know how to do that.
After getting rid of the noise, I took him to the room where the cold body of my sister lay, cleaned and well dressed, as always; She doesn’t like being dirty.
I guess I just got her a companion. Now, I can make my friends without worrying about her nagging!