AFTER HIGH SCHOOL

Chapter seven

CASSANDRA KHAN

I am gossiping with my sister with a stupid and dreamily smile on my face.
But I hope she only sees the stupid smile but doesn't catch on the dreamily smile, that is my deepest secret I want to keep so deep hidden in me and maybe think about sharing it after years with the man I will end up with.

Will he find me different than how he did after I tell him? Don't know for now, guess I will find out then.

"So you tell me you had sex for like seven to eight times?" She asks that like a zillion times now.

"He had you orgasming like a wild animal like that? Girl I'm so jealous of you, can you really believe it."

"Oh I can believe it, I mean am also jealous of myself. But I tell you this. The next day felt like I was walking with his dick still buried deep in me. I mean I couldn't even walk, he carried me around in his arms. I can't still walk normally." She smirks.

"I can picture you in his arms but just know I fucking envy your ass. Me and my friends have been trying to seduce him, get him to look at us when we hanged with him. I can not bring myself to understand one night you met him and you two hit it off just like that." She says and it makes me think about the friendship situation.
How Sarah and her friends thinks Aaron is their friend when really he does not consider them as his friend.
And he told you he considered you as his only friend. A stranger he just met?
Do I want to go down on that road? No.

"My friends they are really not going to believe it. We didn't think his type of chicks were girls like you?"
Girls like me? What is the meaning of that?

"What do you mean by girls like me?"
She shrugs looking nonchalantly about it but what she does not know is that she is starting to offense me.

I have always had my insecurities when it comes around my sister, I mean who would not if you were to grow up with a sister like Sarah.
Perfect height, perfect figure, perfect body, perfect skin, perfect everything and above that add most beautiful woman in this country.

I mean she even won a crown of miss country the year after her high school. Then continued on by becoming the crowned girl with a beautiful figure in Africa.

Growing up I always looked up to be like her, match her standards.
But my height, my body, my everything was a mile far away from hers to catch up. Instead I learnt to be in her shadow and made peace with always coming next after her.

"I do not mean to offend you little sister but we always thought his type was girls like me and not girls like you but it's quite hilarious to know you are his type actually."
Okay, for her information I am much offended.

I purse my lips in a firm line to try and stop myself from saying anything back to my sister.
She is giggling at herself.
It's quite hilarious to know you are his type actually? What's hilarious about that?

I just zip my mouth feeling bad that we finished our food. I could use a little chewing in a moment like this.
I reach for the glass of wine and empty my glass in my stomach.
I reach for the bottle beside us to pour myself another glass but find it empty.

"I will get another bottle." She waves me away uncaring, I know she is probably laughing and joking with her friends about me, so typical her.

My sister never bullies me nor does anything offensive to me with the intention of offending me but it's this time, moments she is like this and brings her friends in to help her point fingers at me that I hate.

I bring another wine bottle and pour myself one as I am sitting right back down again.

There comes a sound of music so loudly in her apartment.
It's a violin sound mixed with a pianist sound and last a electronic drum.
At first I do not know of what song the melody makes but then it starts resounding in my mind and in my ear.