(40) Planning Destruction

Isabel watched the sun going down that night and suddenly hated everything. She hated when things didn’t go her way. She screamed and threw the phone. It cracked and for a moment it was almost satisfying enough and then she remembered how expensive the screen was to fix. This just ticked her off even more. “Da*& it!”

Isabel pulled a picture of John from her desk drawer and traced his face. She unfolds the bent side of the picture which contains Anna. She glared at her cousin, wishing there was a way to get rid of her permanently. She’d tried to get her to leave but Anna wasn’t budging.

Isabel growled and ripped the picture in half leaving only John behind. She tossed the picture of Anna in the trash. She hated to think of all the time she’d spent living with the idea of Anna and John together. She’d never understood it. “She wasn’t half as pretty as me,” Isabel thought “yet he always seemed like he was under a spell when she was around.”