Uncle Festo

Chrissy

Still rocking the party and the times... well, fuck what the times say, I'm having the best time of my life right now. It's chilly and cools around here, I've gotten the chance to speak with Molly's family, they are a big deal.

“You are a blessing Chriss, my followings are increasing because of you...” She turns to me fully putting away her cell phone. “Could it be that you are the light that I’ve always needed? Fucking yes, you are! I'm sorry for the bad things that I did to you, Chrissy!” she takes my hands into hers.

“Mo-lly, we are gone past that now, it's fine now! I'm happy that we are cool you know!” I tell her and she smiles at me. We both take a sip from the cocktail after the clinking of our glasses.

“Ken isn't coming through because of me, right?”

“He would have stated if it was, but no! He's probably caught up with a thing or two!” I know fully well that he is irritated by her presence and that's a reason why he isn't here as promised.

“I hope to make it up to them, I'll just have to prove to them that I'm changed, and now; we have the same foes,” she adds. “Have you thought about what I said?!”

“Honestly, no. I'm just fucking indecisive—”

“For how long do we have to wait? Until Lauren steers you into a pile of dung...”

“That's disgusting,” I pout with a squeeze

“Oh trust me, she would!”

My phone starts to ring and it's Ellen. I haven't spoken to her for some time now, I signal Molly that I need to take it and she excuses herself—to meet her brother.

“Hi Elle,” I coldly say

“Hey Chriss, you are trending! Did you know?”

“Fuck! I know that I'm outdated but I'm not born in the 1700s, jeez!”

“My bad!” she remains silent for like two seconds and continues to talk. “I feel like you're mad at me Chriss,”

“No way, I'm not! I'm not!” Lies. I'm mad.

“I'll be waiting at your house, we gotta talk. I hate this... BRUSH-OFF! Max—”

I hang up before they add a word, that name makes pisses me off.

I walk over to Molly holding the edges of my gown, it's a lot of work to be in this. Molly turns to me with a faint smile, she's figured that I wanted to leave already.

“I uhm... I gotta go now Molly, I wish that I could... you know... stay a bit longer!”

“You've... You've done enough! I'll ask my driver to drive you home, I'm sorry that I have to help my mom with some stuff. Do you mind?”

“No, not at all. I'll take a cab—”

“To show me that you're not mad, you'd accept to be driven! Fuck, Chriss, you are my main girl you know!” she rubs my hand lightly and we both hug each other, it's the first time that I hugged Molly. To me, she still carries that aura of the worst chic in Hemsville, I mean, she used to lead the game last semester, I'm talking about months ago. So, I still see her that way.

~

I sight Ellen and Ken through the windows standing by the porch of my house, I'm wondering why they chose to stay out when they could fill up my room already. I step out of the car after thanking the chauffeur—he’s nice. I wrap my shoulder bag across as I scurry to meet them. They are wearing this baffled look on their faces. I try to hold the edge of my dress again, gosh, I'm sick and tired of this dress. I wonder how I would cope during Prom.

“Hey. Guys.” I wave lightly and Ken shrugs while Ellen remains expressionless with the way that she's staring at me. “Frankly, you all should say something already!”

“Why Molly?” Ken asks me with a frown on his face. Not again. I have zero energy for it.

“What do you mean by that?”

“We both know what her ass did to you at the camp, fuck, Chrissy, you are still going through shit with these guys that hurt you, and all because of the 54k you achieved makes you feel the queen of prom?! Fuck!!!”

I throw a careless slap to his face, did he just spit that shit on me?

“Queen of the prom?”

“Yeah! I fucking expected that. You don't have a fucking clue who Molly is, the better you realize that she’d be using your ass, the fucking better!” he adds and walks off angrily. I haven't seen him this mad at me before. I hate my life right now. I watch him drive away stomping over a trash can. Jeez, Ken Salazar.

I attempt to walk into the house but Ellen calls out.

“Chriss?”

I turn to her slowly then crossing my arms.

“Are you going to also call me a minion to Molly as well as the princess of the prom?”

“Fuck that Chriss, I'm mad but I won't call you that!” she barks right back at her. I sigh out, I'm so frustrated with having to deal with all of this in a single day. It's too much to handle.

“Okay, Ellen! I gotta strip out of this dress, and my feet hurt too!” I nonchalantly tell her and walk in. Where's my mother? I need her right now! I whisper under my breath as Ellen falls in a step before we drop onto the sofa. I take off my shoes, throwing them to the side and then I lay my back trying to stabilize my breathing.

“Seems like you had fun. With Molly!”

Is she trying to be sarcastic right now?

“I did. You know, not everyone invites me to a private party but she did,”

“Some aren't private if YOU are not familiar with parties!”

That's a backlash that she gave to me. I want to get mad but could she be right?

“What exactly is your problem? Is it the fact that I hung out with Molly or the fact that I'm deliriously trending or what the fuck?”

“We both know that I don't have Insta issues, I don't need to trend!” she snaps

“What's that supposed to mean?” I can feel the hairs on my skin shooting up.

“I don't mean it that way—”

“I'll pass!” I snapped looking away from her. She combs her hair with her fingers before talking.

“If it's about Molly, you have the right to hang out with whoever, I'm only concerned for my friend. When things go south, you should always remember that we were stuck to you when you were unpopular!” I hate that she hit the nail so hard. I nod lightly. “And about Max, I'm truly sorry if you felt like I betrayed you—”

“We can talk about anything but not this!”

“Ken told me about your feelings, he didn't mean to but I forced him. He's only looking out,”

“For what?”

“Chrissy—”

“I feel terrible that I've never been good enough for a guy like Max, I really liked him but I hate him right now. He never showed me off or publicly embraced or kissed me as people do, and when I saw that you both are official—I just drowned. Was I that bad and unattractive? I don't know how to feel since he ended up with you, I just... I just hope that he treats you better than he treated me. Max or no Max, you'll always be my best friend. I just want us to be normal like we used to be. That's all. I'm not even interested in being popular or shading Lauren or getting back at the PLAYERZ, I just want to be happy and treated with some respect! Is it too much?” my eyes well up instantly. She draws closer and pulls me in for a hug.

“Thank you, Chriss, I was concerned about what you'd think of me—”

“Do you love him?” my face is resting on her shoulder and I see her head nod positively. “Then go for him! He's lovelier than you think!” were the only things that I could say to her. Deep down, I just wanted Dayle and no one else, good thing that Max and I never worked out, it'd be best if Ellen takes on that path of likeness, loving Max Norman appropriately.

“Tell me if I have to crush Molly or even Lauren, I'll always support you! I'm proud of you Chriss,”

~

Waking up to the constant beeps from my phone irks the fuck out of me. I stretch my hand to the surface of the lampstand and grab my cell. I get welcomed with various notifications on Instagram. I instantly enter it and I see Lauren on a live video. I lift my body when I heard my name pop up.

*...Welcome on board Chrissy, fucking make yourself comfortable. I hope that we work together to make Hemsville a fucking better place. Fucking shout out to Molly, Amber Hart, Shauna, Cindy, Jess, Ariana...*

I exit the app and toss my phone away.

“Dammit! Molly had told me, Lauren wouldn't let me go!” I rub my arms roughly and scream. “Mom, are you there? I need you!!!”

“...There’s a better way to say hi! Are you bullied again? Shall I call up Michael? He says that whenever...”

I hear Mom tell me from the room across mine, it's her room. I'm officially fucked. Today!

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