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Chelsea.

April 4, 2013
By LexusMarie PLATINUM, Las Cruces, New Mexico
LexusMarie PLATINUM, Las Cruces, New Mexico
27 articles 0 photos 423 comments

Favorite Quote:
The more control you have over yourself, the less control others have over you.


I know who you are. I know what you are. But, I don’t know why you are. I know things are different now, but then again that’s no excuse, is it? Why would you think you need to do this because of what happened? And that’s when I start to get a bloodcurdling thought: You actually enjoy this and you’re doing this because you want to. It’s really unnerving and I can’t handle it when my mind starts to wander and twist at the thought of your recent decisions. I’ve been watching you, Chelsea.

“How often do you have to buy that twelve dollar bottle of Mabelline New York? You use so much just on the top lip.”

“Oh, shut-up. You’re only jealous.”

Jealous? Jealous? You think that you’re so charming glossing your lips so excessively. I’m not jealous, in fact I am disgusted. You’re such a disgrace to our family now, what left of a family that we have anyways. You’re friends don’t know you and yet you say that they know you better than I. Better than your own sister? You act as though your faultless and you go and you flaunt what our mother gave you. You flaunt it in such a provocative way that when I look at you my spine cringes and I have to get out of the room. Out of town. Out of the state. Out of the country. Out of the universe. Swimming through all the galaxies as if they were the deep blue ocean. You used to love the ocean, but you’re different now. That’s what I wanted to say to you.

“Jealous of you? No, Chelsea. I’m scared of you.”

“Scared of what? The fact that I buy twelve dollar lipstick in this economy?”

We both laugh, just like we used to. Don’t you remember the way the two of us used to be? You probably don’t. You’re so caught up in this new world of yours that you probably can’t tell the difference of reality and you’re little universe that you tell yourself is so great. You’re putting on that strapless top that you got out of mom’s closet now and I want to cry. I hate that you use her apparel for your new promiscuous lifestyle. You act like I don’t know about you and all the abhorrent things that you do.

“So, where are you going tonight? Do you think you’ll be home at a decent time?”

“I’m going out with some friends. And I don’t know, what does it even matter to you?”
That way that you say “you” makes me nauseous. You act like I am from a completely different universe and I speak an unknown language. It matters to me because even you know that I know your ‘friends’ aren’t really friends; they use you just like the people at your ‘work’ do. It makes my stomach turn upside down when I think about the people you associate yourself with. How would mom feel? How would dad feel? Sometimes my pillow is drenched in liquid salt. All I do at night is watch the alarm clock, tick-tick, and cry while waiting for the ‘front door open’ alarm to tackle my distress so I can finally get some rest.

“It matters because I get worried when you’re out passed two in the morning. What could you be doing on a Tuesday at two in the morning?”

“It’s none of your business! What are you trying to say, huh? What are you getting at here?”

I can’t deal with this. The emotional stress you’re putting on me is more than my body and mind can take anymore. I’ve tried for so long and I am not sure how much longer I will be able to hold on before I do something stupid to take all this pain away; permanently. Is that what you want? You want me to die, to kill myself because you never took the chance to put down the eye shadow and ask if I was okay? I feel like that and I have for a long time, Chelsea. Why don’t you see it?

“I wasn’t implying anything. I wasn’t ’getting at’ anything. I was asking you a simple question and you turned this into something more. YOU set yourself up this time! You did it! This is your fault!”

This is just like you, isn’t it? For you to run away from your problems, to look back in fear and let all the mascara run down. You look pitiful right now, like a fallen angel. Remember mom? Remember dad? Remember church? Remember when you used to love me? Of course not. How could you be capable of remembering anything with your psychotic medicinal filled head? I run out the door and I grab your arm and I pull it until I can twist you around and make you face me. I smell your breath, the weed and the alcohol. I drag you inside and I pull you into the bathroom with me where I lock the door and I turn off the light.

“I know who you are. I know what you are. But I don’t know why you are. Chelsea, you used to be my favorite person in the world. I never thought that I would have to say you ’used’ to be. I thought you always would be and I never doubted that you loved me. But, now I do. I know that you remember the car accident and I don’t understand why you try to block it out. Just face it! I have and I’m only fifteen! You’re nineteen and you can’t even handle it. You’re drunk and you’re high! You’re wasting your life! Mom and Dad see you, they watch over you and no matter how hard they try they can’t keep you from making such poor decisions! I try too, but I’m giving up, this is the last time and if you don’t change then there’s nothing left. You’re a drug addict. And you’re a prostitute. You’ve done things that just don’t seem like you. You weigh ninety-five pounds and you talk to random men who are thirty years older than you while wearing a crop-top. Please, please, just stop. I’m looking in your eyes and you’re wearing a mask of glass. I could break it any minute and then what would you be? You’d be the Chelsea that I used to know. Who didn’t wear a pound of foundation and wear eye shadow up to the tip of the brow. Who didn’t get wasted at 12 p.m on a Monday. I love you, but you don’t love yourself. You can’t like the way that you feel. Now, here’s a wet rag.. Take off that makeup and then I will turn on the light and I want you to tell me what you see.”

She took of the makeup and even in the dark I could see the remorseful look in her. I’m scared too, what if she never changes? What if I don’t get the Chelsea that I loved so much back? What if she never gets her life on track…

“Done.”

I turn on the light because the shaky voice says that she’s ready. Said that she knows she can’t be like this forever. Says that she knows it’s time to make a permanent change. As she looks at herself in the mirror I see a sun-kissed face that has beautiful electric blue eyes. I see lips that are creeping a smile. I have not seen my beloved sister like this in awhile. She doesn’t say what she see’s and that’s when I realize it’s my time to tell her what I see.
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“Chelsea, just look at you! You’re so beautiful. When I look at the girl in the mirror I don’t see a disguise. I don’t see a girl who’s running and ready to hide. I see the most wonderful person I’ll ever know. This woman is so charming and revered. I love her more than anything in the world. I’m ready to help her grow and mature. I am so happy that I have this lady in my life. She’s absolutely stunning and I can’t wait to show her off to the world. I love you.”

We both smile, just like we used to. I am so proud of her. I know that our diamonds up in the sky called Mom and Dad are watching over us tonight and forever and I know they are smiling with pleasure. We’re both ready to make those two proud.


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on Jun. 16 2013 at 5:15 pm
nelehjr DIAMOND, Lingle, Wyoming
60 articles 11 photos 381 comments

Favorite Quote:
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.

Hey there! I thought I'd thank you for the comment you left me by commenting on one of your peices. So: Thank you! :) Very much so! Okay, about 'Chelsea': First, great job branching out and trying realistic fiction! This peice was intense! I love how you used the character's thoughts to tell the story. There was no prolouge, it was kind of like reading somone's diary or listening in on a conversation! In essence it reminded me a bit of a short story I had to read in school titled 'Bannana Fish' Can't recall who it's by though...Anywho, your story telling styles are simular and I love it! You'll have to pardon me if I barrow that :) What I really do like is that the beginning was depressing, the middle was sad, but the end seemed happy because Chelsea is about to change her evil ways thanks to the un-named main character. Rock on!

None0 BRONZE said...
on Jun. 1 2013 at 11:40 pm
None0 BRONZE, Bellevue, Washington
2 articles 0 photos 96 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Believe in the ideal, not the idol." - Serra

This feels long overdue. I've been meaning to get to reading your work, but all I saw when I went to your profile before were poems... Anyways, the flow of this piece was excellent. It started out a little shaky, but when I got into it, the writing was seamless. The beginning, I feel, has some awkward phrasing, but that could just be the telling language getting to me (one of the reasons I tend to stay away from emotional pieces). I won't say anything about the content, since my words probably won't do it justice. That's all for me. Good luck on your writing.

Mckay ELITE said...
on Apr. 25 2013 at 6:49 pm
Mckay ELITE, Somewhere, Virginia
146 articles 0 photos 2260 comments

Favorite Quote:
"The people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do."
—Apple’s “Think Different” commercial, 1997
“Crazy people are considered mad by the rest of the society only because their intelligence isn't understood.”
― Weihui Zhou

Hey, Lexus. It's so good to read your work. I feel it's been ages since we last spoke. Haha. You're always so interesting with your prose. I can't help but be amazed by it. It has a quality that makes it stand out from everyone else's. Which is a good thing. Because that makes it more memorable. I love love love love love the last paragraph. how your say our daimonds in the sky called Mom and Dad: oh, so original. So endearing. Brough a tear to my eye. And the beginning immediately captures the attention of the reader. ^u^ You're great as always. 

on Apr. 15 2013 at 7:19 am
candlelightwriter GOLD, Kirksville, Missouri
16 articles 0 photos 44 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Secretly we're all a little more absurd than we make ourselves out to be"-- J.K. Rowling.

That was really sweet and lovely. Great story, I thoroughly enjoyed it :)

on Apr. 14 2013 at 10:38 pm
estucker1998 PLATINUM, Tuscaloosa, Alabama
20 articles 0 photos 63 comments

Favorite Quote:
The voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because of the thought that everything may be done better and again. --John Green, The Fault in Our Stars.

This is a really amazing story. I especially loved how clear the feelings of the younger sister were. I also loved how it would have her thoughts in between the dialogue. This was a great story of sisters and how certain experiences can change people.  I really loved the ending! It wasn't completely resolved, but you could tell it was going to get better. The only constructive criticism I have (and that I'm pretty sure you'll notice right away) is you just need to pay more attention to when you use "you're" and "your" I know you probably know which one's right, but there were a couple mixups. I do that all the time and I'm like, "What was I thinking!!" Other than that and the one part where you said "see's" instead of "sees" it was amazing! Keep writing! I can't wait for the next one! 

Hanban12 ELITE said...
on Apr. 14 2013 at 7:48 pm
Hanban12 ELITE, Lake Worth, Florida
133 articles 7 photos 633 comments

Favorite Quote:
"If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put foundations under them."
Henry David Thoreau

"I fell in love the way you fall asleep; slowly, and then all at once."
John Green

OMG! I love this story! The emotions are extremely strong and the character depth is amazing. Its very sad how someone can change like tht, and i can relate to it. I like the tense you use, refering to Chelsea as "you" from the main character's point of view. Everything is vivd and perfect- Amazing! :)

on Apr. 12 2013 at 7:32 pm
IndigoElisabeth SILVER, Woodbury, New Jersey
5 articles 1 photo 171 comments

Favorite Quote:
John 1:1

This is really great. You can tell how much the younger sister cares for Chelsea, and it has a really good moral to it. You did a good job with descriptions, too. (I'm a stickler for descriptions. :D) Great job!

on Apr. 9 2013 at 7:10 pm
TaylorWintry DIAMOND, Carrollton, Texas
72 articles 0 photos 860 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Never fear shadows. They simply mean there's a light shining somewhere nearby." - Unknown

Wonderful as usual! (: Great job on this.

on Apr. 9 2013 at 6:23 pm
Laugh-it-Out PLATINUM, Brooklyn, New York, New York
38 articles 0 photos 445 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light" --Dylan Thomas

Omgomgomg ahhhhh his is absolutely amazing! I love ur angle and the way you say things without really saying them! Amazing I can totally relate to the feeling like you don't know someone. One day ur friends wearing jeans, t-shirts, and sneakers with you, the next day she shows up with a ton of foundation and super expensive crop tops and shorts. If you really do feel all the things expressed in this peice than I completely admire you. Bravo and wonderful job. Keep rockin Lexus