Defeated by love

Prologue

The smell of burnt toast lingers in the air as it triggers the smoke alarm to go off. The screeching siren
invades my ear drums. As it gets louder I slowly start to submerge into reality from my dreams. The
dreams I have of being a famous singer, the dreams I’m ambitious to pursue even though Lily Evans has
made it her life’s goal to convince me otherwise. Giovanni says she’s jealous and I think he’s right.
Giovanni is Celeste’s babe as in her boyfriend.

Shhh... Eeewwww..  Mummy and daddy don’t know yet.

Celeste said ‘It’s our little secret’. We always shared secrets because we are sisters by birth and best
friends by choice. I roll out of my bed and slip my feet into my favourite bunny face slippers and wiggle
my toes enjoying the softness and warmth. A shrilling scream breaks through the house and it causes
me to jump in fright with an uneasy feeling washing over me. I quickly leave the room and search for
mum I didn’t have to walk very far because she’s standing outside Celeste’s room.  Celeste was only
down the hall from me which was awesome because I knew she was never too far to run to when the
nightmares were unbearable. Truth be told... I sometimes faked the nightmares because she gave the
best hugs mum and dad aren’t really the hugging kind of people. I get to Celeste’s room and pop my
head in and that's when I see her on the bed. She lays there motionless, the rooms lit with the morning
sunlight peeking through the gap of her curtains exposing her shiny black hair as it drapes over her
beautiful face. One of her hands is loosely clutching onto a bottle with spilled pills scattered on the
carpet. The other hand rests on the top of her stomach with a scrunched up note. Tears filled my eyes
as  I look behind me and saw dad barking orders into the phone. He was always barking orders to some
poor soul. I turn and look at mum hoping she would see me and wrap me up in her arms. But she never
does instead all she did was mumble to herself saying.

“You stupid, stupid girl. Now look what you've done.”

I didn’t understand what she meant and I didn’t care. There on the bed laid my sister.. Alone, so i ran to
her wrapping my arms around her crying because deep down I knew what has happened. I've watched
enough CSI programmes to understand that my sister has taken her life... Not realising she’d taken mine
with her. The life I had... is gone, the days we shared were numbered and I didn’t know. A secret she
chose to keep from me. I cried out more when a pair of arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me
from her. I kicked and screamed frantically trying to get back to her until Mum slaps me across the face
and tells me to.. 

“Stop being a baby and get a hold of yourself right this instant.”

It was only then that I stopped fighting back and went limp in the pair of arms that are still wrapped
around me. Thankful for the support as the blackness starts to claim me and I gladly accept it’s intrusion.
Hoping to wake up from the nightmare that will soon be an unwelcomed invasion in my future love life
holding me a prisoner to remember my past and to test me to see how strong of a woman I really am.