Sometimes Wishes Are Neverending!!: Chapter 11 - Gen 14

"You have to stop being spiteful Maylee she is our sister too you know."

"No she isn't Mallory"

"We all have the same Dad don't we - so she is."

"Her Mom is different."

"Stop it, if Dad hears you he is going to go mad!!"

"She is not my sister end of!!!"

"You are going to get yourself into so much trouble!!"

"I don't care - she is not my sister and I ain't having her in our room!!"

"How can you say that when she looks more like you than I do!!"

"Its only the hair colour."

"It is not just the hair and you know it"

"It is so - look at those red eyes, that means she is evil!!"

"EXCUSE ME YOUNG LADY - what did you just say?"

"Dad!!"

"In the living room now - all three of you!!"

"See Maylee - now you have done it!!!"

"So what is going on?"

Silence

"Come on one of you speak!!"

Silence

"Well the three of you will be sitting there till one of you tells me what is going on"

"I am quite happy to sit here all day and wait, but the sooner we sort this out the quicker we can all move."

Silience

"Mallory maybe you can tell me."

"Maylee is being spiteful"

"Grass!!"

"Maylee what is the problem?"

"Bree I don't want her in my room."

"And why not?"

"I don't like her."

"Does this have anything to do with her eye colour Maylee??"

She just sat there not speaking
"I heard the comment you made about her red eyes, well she has inherited that eye colour from my Grandad Wesley, your Uncle Devlin also has those red eyes too rememeber so I don't want to here another word about it!!"

"She keeps putting on the radio and makes lots of noise because she will not stop dancing!!"

"Well maybe Bree can use the dance room from now on instead of the bedroom, ok Bree!!"

"I am tired and feel sick!!" Bree said suddenly
She started holding her stomach maoning and heaving
"See I told you!!!" Mallory said to Maylee

"See what?"

"Dad it was Maylee she made Bree eat bad salad from the fridge, she said she would think about letting Bree share our room if she ate it."

Cathleen suddenly stood up

"Right madam, I have heard enough - Maylee you can get up to your room till we decide what your punishment is - Devon you best go and get your Dad Bree has gone a little green!!"

Bree threw up all over the carpet.

I went to find Dad to come and look at Bree - how was I suppose to know what my parents were up to.

Talk about bad timing!!!!

"Dad can you come look at Bree .......... OH!!!!"

OMG!!! Surely they are not still doing that at their age!!!!!

I can't believe it - how embarrassing!!

"Devon you are old enough to know better - I am sure you wouldn't like it if I came barging into your room."

"Sorry Mom I didn't think .......... I need Dad to look at Bree she is sick."

"I'll get him up - knock next time!!"

"Sorry Mom!!"

I really can not believe they are still "at it" at their age!!!! I am so embarrassed it will be ages before I will be able to look either of them in the face again!!

The next day everything was fine, Bree was feeling better but there was still an atmosphere between Maylee and Bree. Mallory and Bree were pillow fighting in the hall before school.

I think part of the problem is three's a crowd and Maylee is jellous of Mallory getting on so well with Bree.

We were still asleep, I didn't have work today, a good job really because I was woken by Cathleen moaning in pain, the baby was on its way.

We came back from the hospital with Miles.

"What do you want Tracey?"

"To speak to Bree."

"She is at school and if you want Bree phone her phone not mine."

"She is ignoring my calls."

"Ill have a word with her and get her to phone you later."

"I want my daughter back Devon."

"Well you are not getting her back - yet anyway."

"Devon please ......"

"No Tracey, she is quite happy here, if she wants to come back to you then she can, but she doesn't. You will see her Saturday anyway."

"Devon please ....."

"I will get her to phone you later - bye Tracey"

I know my parents are old but I never really thought about them dying and not being here anymore. Not until I lost my mom. The day my son was born my Mom died.