So Wrong, It's Right
Call It Karma
Showering was sort of my 'me' time. It gave me a break from my mom's nagging, Carl's stern looks and Ember's loud mouth. I sighed as the water hit me, a smile coming to my lips as all my worries faded away. Tipping my head back, my fingers were reaching out to grasp my shampoo. I pop the top on it and let some of it fall into my hands, but it didn't feel.. Right. It wasn't even lathering up properly. I opened my eyes and looked at the goo in my hands. Yep, that definitely wasn't my shampoo. My eye twitched slightly as I realized what Ember had done.
Oh no that bitch did not mess with my personal care products! Her mistake - Now I knew to take caution with everything I typically used. I rinsed my hand off, which was a bit of a task, and decided to use Ember's shampoo instead. At least I'd smell delicious at school tomorrow.
Once my hair was rinsed, I took a step away from the water, intending to grab my shampoo bottle which I'd tossed to the back of the tub, but for some reason I couldn't get my footing. I squirmed, my fingers trying to hold up my weight by the side of the tub but it just wasn't working. I tried to move my feet back to the water but slipped in the slick substance at the bottle of the tub and hit my face on the back of the shower. Pain shot through my body and I realized my nose was bleeding. Oh, that bitch is going down now. Somehow, I managed to make my way back to the stream of water that had apparently already taken out whatever Ember placed in the tub. I washed the blood off of my face and angerly bent over to snatch up my bottle of shampoo. I popped the top on it and did the same to Ember's shampoo. I let enough of the goo drip into her bottle to ruin it, but not enough that she'd notice I'd even done it. Smirking to myself, I finished cleaning my body and climbed out of the shower.
My nose began to throb against the cool air. Getting me back for the underwear was one thing, but making me hurt myself was just bullshit. I had plans to get her back, but first I needed to let her know what she'd done. Maybe it was possible to make her feel bad, but I seriously doubt that girl even has feelings. I wrapped a towel around my waist and tore the bathroom door open, the familiar sounds of Blink blasting through the house. How could some so horrible have such good taste in music? I rolled my eyes and stomped to her room. I thought about knocking, but fuck that. I pushed her door open and waited long enough to see her eyes grow wide from the rage on my face. Then, she smirked. Which just pissed me off even more.
She stood up from her bed and crossed her arms over chest. Fury washed over my body and I ran to her without even thinking about her. She held her arms up, but I simply gripped them and slammed her back against the wall which made her grunt in response. Good, I hope it fucking bruises. She looked at me with her jaw clenched as I squeezed her arms, her body pinned to the wall.
"You wanna get back at me? Fucking fine. But you started this, you selfish little brat. I could have seriously been injured, Ember! What? You think if I had done worse than busted my nose, say broken an arm or a leg by falling that your Daddy would just let go? I want you to remember one thing if you want to play the physical game - I can break you with one flick."
Ember sucked in a sharp breath and put averted her gaze, almost as if she was scared me, which even though she deserved it, it made me feel bad. I hadn't realized that while I was screaming in her face (the best I could, given the hight difference) that I had pressed our bodies so close together. Her breath was hitting my chest, which made me feel awkward because we were never supposed to be this close together. I cleared my throat and took a step away from her, neither of us saying a word. She crossed her arms over her chest again and looked down while I simply backed towards the door and slammed it behind me.
What the fuck just happened? Why did I pity her? Even if she didn't deserve to have the shit scared out of her the way I'd done it, I did deserve revenge. Still, I was a sticky mess from the water dripping out of my hair, so I made my way back into the bathroom. I started running the water to brush my teeth, but the moment I put the brush in my mouth I started to gag. I spit out the substance and held my mouth under the sink. She fucked with my toothpaste?! I scrubbed the brush and tossed the paste, grabbing hers instead. Might as well leave that alone, one of us needs to have a way to clean our mouths. So once my teeth were clean, I was nervous to touch anything else. What had she done?
My fingers nervously wrapped around my blow dryer. I pointed it away from me to turn it on, gasping when white power flew all over the room. I quickly shut it off and huffed, throwing open the cabinet doors to find Ember's personal bag. I took out her tooth brush and her hair brush, sat them both on the counter, and started the blow dryer at full blast. The power ended up all over the bristles of both, making me smirk. When the powder was gone, I placed her stuff back where it belonged, let the dyer run for another good ten minutes and styled my hair just like I always do. Suck on that, bitch.
Nothing else of mind seemed to be ruined. I still smelled as good as I usually which was nice, because now I could plot my revenge. If she wants to fuck with personal stuff, so be it. I snuck out of the bathroom and towards Ember's room, where our laundry sorted was. Her clothes were neatly sorted, unlike my own which were really just strewn around my room. Smiling, I picked up an arm full of 'colors' and rushed down the stairs. I knew mom and Carl would be home soon so I had to move quick. I started the washer and poured a fuck ton of bleach in the water. Next, Ember's clothes went in. They'd be ruined, forever. Feeling happy with myself, I decided to get back at her in a way she'd gotten to me. I grabbed a bottle of vinegar from the kitchen and raced back to our bathroom, taking out her perfume. I smiled to myself as I dumped the delightful smelling fluid in the toilet, thinking of flushing it, but that wasn't enough.
Nope, I took her toothbrush, which was still covered in power, and stuck the tip of it in the toilet. That should taste great come morning. Laughing to myself, I poured the vinegar inside of her perfume bottle and put it right back where I found it.
Deciding that was enough for one night, mostly because my head was aching from my swollen nose, I flushed the toilet, took back the vinegar and bid farewell to the world for tonight.
Oh no that bitch did not mess with my personal care products! Her mistake - Now I knew to take caution with everything I typically used. I rinsed my hand off, which was a bit of a task, and decided to use Ember's shampoo instead. At least I'd smell delicious at school tomorrow.
Once my hair was rinsed, I took a step away from the water, intending to grab my shampoo bottle which I'd tossed to the back of the tub, but for some reason I couldn't get my footing. I squirmed, my fingers trying to hold up my weight by the side of the tub but it just wasn't working. I tried to move my feet back to the water but slipped in the slick substance at the bottle of the tub and hit my face on the back of the shower. Pain shot through my body and I realized my nose was bleeding. Oh, that bitch is going down now. Somehow, I managed to make my way back to the stream of water that had apparently already taken out whatever Ember placed in the tub. I washed the blood off of my face and angerly bent over to snatch up my bottle of shampoo. I popped the top on it and did the same to Ember's shampoo. I let enough of the goo drip into her bottle to ruin it, but not enough that she'd notice I'd even done it. Smirking to myself, I finished cleaning my body and climbed out of the shower.
My nose began to throb against the cool air. Getting me back for the underwear was one thing, but making me hurt myself was just bullshit. I had plans to get her back, but first I needed to let her know what she'd done. Maybe it was possible to make her feel bad, but I seriously doubt that girl even has feelings. I wrapped a towel around my waist and tore the bathroom door open, the familiar sounds of Blink blasting through the house. How could some so horrible have such good taste in music? I rolled my eyes and stomped to her room. I thought about knocking, but fuck that. I pushed her door open and waited long enough to see her eyes grow wide from the rage on my face. Then, she smirked. Which just pissed me off even more.
She stood up from her bed and crossed her arms over chest. Fury washed over my body and I ran to her without even thinking about her. She held her arms up, but I simply gripped them and slammed her back against the wall which made her grunt in response. Good, I hope it fucking bruises. She looked at me with her jaw clenched as I squeezed her arms, her body pinned to the wall.
"You wanna get back at me? Fucking fine. But you started this, you selfish little brat. I could have seriously been injured, Ember! What? You think if I had done worse than busted my nose, say broken an arm or a leg by falling that your Daddy would just let go? I want you to remember one thing if you want to play the physical game - I can break you with one flick."
Ember sucked in a sharp breath and put averted her gaze, almost as if she was scared me, which even though she deserved it, it made me feel bad. I hadn't realized that while I was screaming in her face (the best I could, given the hight difference) that I had pressed our bodies so close together. Her breath was hitting my chest, which made me feel awkward because we were never supposed to be this close together. I cleared my throat and took a step away from her, neither of us saying a word. She crossed her arms over her chest again and looked down while I simply backed towards the door and slammed it behind me.
What the fuck just happened? Why did I pity her? Even if she didn't deserve to have the shit scared out of her the way I'd done it, I did deserve revenge. Still, I was a sticky mess from the water dripping out of my hair, so I made my way back into the bathroom. I started running the water to brush my teeth, but the moment I put the brush in my mouth I started to gag. I spit out the substance and held my mouth under the sink. She fucked with my toothpaste?! I scrubbed the brush and tossed the paste, grabbing hers instead. Might as well leave that alone, one of us needs to have a way to clean our mouths. So once my teeth were clean, I was nervous to touch anything else. What had she done?
My fingers nervously wrapped around my blow dryer. I pointed it away from me to turn it on, gasping when white power flew all over the room. I quickly shut it off and huffed, throwing open the cabinet doors to find Ember's personal bag. I took out her tooth brush and her hair brush, sat them both on the counter, and started the blow dryer at full blast. The power ended up all over the bristles of both, making me smirk. When the powder was gone, I placed her stuff back where it belonged, let the dyer run for another good ten minutes and styled my hair just like I always do. Suck on that, bitch.
Nothing else of mind seemed to be ruined. I still smelled as good as I usually which was nice, because now I could plot my revenge. If she wants to fuck with personal stuff, so be it. I snuck out of the bathroom and towards Ember's room, where our laundry sorted was. Her clothes were neatly sorted, unlike my own which were really just strewn around my room. Smiling, I picked up an arm full of 'colors' and rushed down the stairs. I knew mom and Carl would be home soon so I had to move quick. I started the washer and poured a fuck ton of bleach in the water. Next, Ember's clothes went in. They'd be ruined, forever. Feeling happy with myself, I decided to get back at her in a way she'd gotten to me. I grabbed a bottle of vinegar from the kitchen and raced back to our bathroom, taking out her perfume. I smiled to myself as I dumped the delightful smelling fluid in the toilet, thinking of flushing it, but that wasn't enough.
Nope, I took her toothbrush, which was still covered in power, and stuck the tip of it in the toilet. That should taste great come morning. Laughing to myself, I poured the vinegar inside of her perfume bottle and put it right back where I found it.
Deciding that was enough for one night, mostly because my head was aching from my swollen nose, I flushed the toilet, took back the vinegar and bid farewell to the world for tonight.
Oh how I always come back to this story
1/27/18