“Uh-Uh..... OK!!!” I a dit as I jumped into his arms.


Mickie’s P.O.V:


I came accueil and Andrea was on the phone.
“Ok! I can’t wait to see toi baby!” she flirted.
I began to gag and she shot me the evils.
“Byeeee.” She giggled.
She hung up the phone and scowled over at me.
“You’re a fucking bitch.” She cursed.
“Can’t toi leave your lovie-dovie Greg stuff alone for 5 MINUTES? HA HA!” I joked.
“Don’t mess with me toi slut. You’re just jealous because you’ll never EVER find someone because you’re too ugly and no one likes you.” Andrea scowled.
“Well NIALL DOES!” I roared, but then covered my mouth with my hands.


I REALLY shouldn’t have a dit that.


“WHAT DID toi SAY?” Andrea screamed.
“n-n-nothing.” I replied.
“Give me your phone.” She ordered.
“Why?” I asked.
“GIVE ME YOUR PHONE!” she roared.
I handed her my phone reluctantly.
She pressed a couple of buttons and handed it back to me.
“What did toi do?” I asked.
“Broke up with niall for you.” She smiled.
“But-but-but why?” I asked.
“Because niall can’t be with a slut like you.” She said, smirking.

Tears filled my eyes and anger built up inside me.

“YOU EVIL BITCH! I-I-I HATE YOU! I WISH toi WERE NEVER MY SISTER! ALL toi EVER DO IS PUT ME DOWN!” I screamed.
I knew I shouldn’t have a dit that the seconde those words came out of my mouth.

Andrea’s eyes widened.

Melissa and Tanya came out of their bedrooms.
“What’s all the fucking noise about?” Tanya asked.

I ran up the stairs and past both of them, bumping into their shoulders and sprinting into my room.
I locked the door and threw myself onto the bed.

Why do my sisters have to hate me?

Melissa’s P.O.V:

“What happened?” I asked Andrea.
Me and Tanya walked down the stairs.
“Mickie just called me and evil chienne and told me that she hates me and wishes I wasn’t her sister.” Andrea sobbed.
“Why?” I asked.
“I don’t know. She just walked in and started roaring at me.” She cried.
“Aw Andrea. Don’t listen to her. We won’t let her go to dinner.” Tanya gave Andrea a hug.
“No she’s coming. Greg has to bring niall and he insisted that Mickie come too.” Andrea told us.
“Fine but she’ll be punished afterwards.” Tanya grunted.


“MICKIE! COME DOWN HERE NOW!” I roared.
“LEAVE ME ALONE!” Mickie screamed back.
I stormed up the stairs and banged on her door.
“LET ME IN MICKIE!” I ordered.
“NO!”
“Mickie if toi don’t open this door right now, I will. And trust me, toi DON’T want me to open it!” I threatened.

There was a clicking sound and the door opened.

Mickie threw herself back onto the bed.
“Why did toi say those things to Andrea?” I asked.
She didn’t reply. All I could hear was faint little sobs coming from her.
“ANSWER ME!” I shouted as I grabbed her sprained arm and pulled her up.
“Let go Melissa! That hurts!” she cried, as she tried to pull away.

I pulled harder and she shrieked in pain.

“ANSWER MY question MICKIE!” I roared. No answer. I pulled her arm even HARDER and tears streamed down her face as she tried to pull away from me.

“I’m going to ask toi once more, why did toi say those things to Andrea?” I demanded an answer.
“B-B-Because I hate her! I hate you! I hate all of you!” she screamed, pulling her hand away until it got free and slapping me in the face par accident. Her eyes widened when she realized what she had done.


“You little bitch!” I a dit as I grabbed her good hand and flung her against the window, forgetting it was open. She grabbed the ledge to help her up, but she was slipping fast.
I grabbed her arm, pulled her up and threw her onto the floor.

She had her head buried in her knees and was crying in pain.

“Learnt your lesson?” I asked, smugly.
She nodded and picked herself up.
Tanya and Andrea emerged into the room, giggling.
“be ready in an hour. dîner is at 7.” Andrea told Mickie. Mickie nodded and we all went downstairs.


5 minutes later.......


“Mickie! We want tea!” Tanya roared.

Mickie came down the stairs, not saying a word and boiled the kettle. She avoided any eye contact from the three of us.

When the kettle was boiled, she picked it up and began to pour it into the mugs. Her hand was still shaking with fear so she spilt a small bit of water on the floor. I rolled my eyes.

“Retard.” Andrea mumbled.
Mickie ignored the commentaire and poured the rest of the thé in. she added a drop of lait and handed it to us.


Mickie’s P.O.V:


After I gave my sisters their tea, I jumped into the douche upstairs. When I got out I put on my dressing gown, dried my hair and curled it.
suivant I put on a tight-fitted dress with pumps and a small fleur for my hair.

I applied a small bit of make-up, due to the fact that my black eye was almost healed and I didn’t have to wear as much as I usually did.

“Mickie! Get down the stairs now! The cab is here!” Andrea said.
Grabbed my phone and walked downstairs.
“You look lovely Andrea.” I smiled.
“You look like an ugly slut.” She growled.
I didn’t reply.
We both went into the cab and sat down.

I looked at my phone.

'1 new message – Niall. X’

I opened it and it read:

Niall- 6:46pm. ‘ur really breakin up wiv me? Did I do something 2 hurt u? :’( xX’

I felt my cœur, coeur jerk at that message.

Leah- 6:47pm. ‘No Niall:) dat waz Andrea who txt u:( I promise u did nothing. Luv yhu nd cnt wait 2 c u! <3 xxx’

Niall- 6:48pm. ‘dats gud:) c u der bbz<3 xXxxx’


The cab pulled up outside the restaurant and me and Andrea walked inside in silence.



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