and retreating from the idea just as she had a countless number of times. Perhaps tranquil silence was the sign she so desperately craved, who knew? Sienna’s family were raised as devout Catholics and frequently visited the church and never missed Sunday morning mass. Her family held God in their hearts and prayed to him before every meal. At least they used to before her father’s passing. Sienna firmly believed that God existed she just didn’t understand his stance on mankind. Let’s just say God and Sienna had such an on again off again relationship.
She remembered the morning of the funeral. All the girls were running around the house in their black dresses looking for their mother’s goddamn veil. Sienna eventually found it in their parents’ bedroom wherein she had previously already searched in. let’s just say tensions and emotions were running high that day and Meredith was ready to snap at just about anyone. She remembered how her sister shouted at her and spoke to her with so much hatred.
“You’re so useless. Is there any day you can’t manage to screw up? We’re going to be late to our own father’s funeral just because you couldn’t find the damn veil.” She hissed and snatched it off the drawer.
Her mother and Cora sighed out of frustration. She remembered how her mother swore at her explicitly as she put her veil on. She had never felt more alone and cornered in her life. Sienna had a high threshold for pain and the patience of a saint on most days but the day of her father’s funeral was not one of them.
“How is it my fault that she lost her veil?” she asked irritably. Immediately after her remark Sienna was bombarded with a frenzy of insults. She was used to being everybody’s punch bag. She was stupid for taking their comments to heart. She knew that her family were upset and that they probably didn’t mean a word they were saying but she was so overwhelmed with hurt she couldn’t stop those traitorous tears from flowing. This only angered them even further.
“Oh great, now you’re crying!” Meredith rolled her eyes. Cora naturally followed suit of course, as she was physically incapable of not mimicking every action and derisive movement that her evil twin made towards their younger sister.
“Today’s not about you. It’s about Dad, but oh no somehow you have to make the day all about you! Well, I guess this day happened because of you!” Meredith spat as she stood over a teary guilt-ridden Sienna who sat on the bed.
“Meredith!” their mother cautioned.
“What? Its true mom! We all know it’s her fault!” Cora huffed and crossed her stocky arms over her chest and glared at Sienna angrily.
“No. It’s not my fault.” She instantly replied shaking her head already knowing what they were going to accuse her of.
“If you hadn’t argued and belittled him and had just listened and respected him more than maybe he wouldn’t have been so depressed.” Meredith sneered. Now it was her turn to get teary-eyed as she turned her face away as if she couldn’t bear to look at Sienna. This wasn’t fair. How was it her fault?
“Its not your fault. Its not your fault.” Sienna whispered to herself as she shook her head from side to side as if she were physically trying to shake the voices out. ‘We all know its your fault! Why won’t you just admit it for once! ’
“Its not my fault. You don’t know what you’re talking about. You weren’t even there!”
“Oh I wasn’t there? I wasn’t the one was playing dress up and who went partying all night long. I was the one who called the damn ambulance ; I was the one who had to tell the officers what had happened. Me !”
“No, I’m not talking to you.” ‘Oh come on! Confessions good for the sooouuul! ’ the voice sang in her head. Sienna spun around but saw no one.
“Oh here she goes again with the cuckoo act. This pretending not to here thing is getting old.” Cora snorted from