Daisy (Chapter 1)A Chapter by Britiney HarperThe pastChapter 1 May 2002 “I cannot be out with you looking like this,” Daisy said shaking her head. How could her sister leave the house in boy’s basketball shorts? This was definitely Ivan’s influence and probably his shorts. They had nine brothers and sometimes it seemed like her sister was number 10. To go with her shorts that fell pass her knees she had on a tight tank top that showed her pierced belly button. Even dressed like a boy she was still annoyingly attractive with her curly ponytail bouncing everywhere. But she would have looked much better in a skirt or jeans even. Her sister just didn’t care how she looked. “I’m comfy,” Wildflower replied. “You need to stop hanging out with Ivan and Jay and their loser friends,” she said. “What? Should I be like you with a cute little mini skirt and cute little top? Oh and shoes with heels? I like to hang out with the guys, you use to too.” “When I didn’t know any better, there is nothing wrong with looking nice.” This conversation they had repeatedly since they turned 12. Daisy went the more girlie route and her sister went the opposite way. She just went from tomboy to super tomboy. If she didn’t know any better she would think her sister was a lesbian. Even with so many brothers and only one older sister there was no excuse. Daisy was more like their older sister Iris who cared about her appearance. Maybe she needed to face the fact that Wildflower had always been “one of the guys” and probably always would be. No, there had to be hope for her sister. Like her name suggested Wildflower could get pretty wild, she was a total party girl. Well some of the time she was and other times she was polar opposite of how she seemed. At the moment they were headed to the bakery to pick up a cake for their brothers’ birthdays. Ricky, their oldest brother’s birthday was today. The day after tomorrow was their second oldest brother Isaiah’s birthday. Ricky always insisted that Isaiah just had to be born so close to his birthday to annoy him. His birthday was the 5th and Isaiah’s was the 7th and they were forced to share a birthday. They both hated it but then again they were both stubborn strong willed hot heads. It was very rare for them to actually get along; there were a lot of fist fights between them. Around the birthday time generally got the worst. Life was always a little chaotic in this family; of course it was they were a family of 12. Since their father died 8 years ago Ricky took over and was the “parent”. While walking with her embarrassing tomboy sister, Daisy hoped that today auld be a good day with no fights. Was that really so much to ask? With 9 brothers 4 older and 5 younger it was apparently. Maybe she could even convince Wildflower to change into sometimes else? Today seemed to be full of wishful thinking. Daisy did love her family no matter how annoying, obnoxious and male oriented they were. She especially loved Wildflower and obviously if she didn’t care she wouldn’t want to make her sister more presentable. Trouble was that Daisy was the youngest girl and in this family that meant her opinion didn’t matter. If she didn’t know any better she would have thought she was adopted because she was very different from her family. Unfortunately she knew she belonged to them because Daisy, Wildflower and Ivan were triplets. Though sometimes it seemed like Wildflower and Ivan were twin boys, but that was a whole other story. “Daisy, I just don’t like to dress like you is it so wrong for me to be an individual? Just don’t hang out with me if I’m such an embarrassment,” Wildflower said. “I think somehow I got all the girl genes but I won’t give up on you. And you are my sister so I have to hang out with you and I love you. But I won’t accept that you are a lost came,” Daisy replied. “You are a pain in my a*s,” her sister said with a smile. “The feeling is mutual,” she said. Then she noticed Him. The guy she had a huge crush on, he waved at them and smiled that amazing smile. “Hey ladies,” he greeted. “Hi,” they said together. It wasn’t intentional that just happened sometimes on its own. Eric was friends with Jay and Ivan and had been since him and Jay started elementary school. Daisy had been secretly crushing on him for awhile. He was tall, had dark mesmerizing eyes, chocolate skin and a well sculpted body. Of course he did, he was a trainer at a gym. Which happened to be in this very strip mall and it was where he was coming from. The way he looked at a girl could make her forget her own name and melt completely. But he didn’t look at her like that; he looked at her tomboy sister like that. It was disgusting to see him look at her sister like she was the only girl in the world. Eric and Wildflower had been having a secret “thing” for awhile. How they kept it secret was a mystery because he was always looking at her like that. To their brothers “dating” their sisters would be a crime. Not that having no strings attached sex was actual dating. What Daisy Knew was that Eric had feelings for her sister. Too bad for him he picked the wrong sister. Wildflower had no feelings for him or any other guys. Sometimes when Daisy was feeling petty and a little jealous she wanted to snitch. But Eric was being punished worse than their brothers beating him to death. He was in love with someone that would never love him but would have sex with him. When it came to sex unlike most girls Wildflower had absolutely no emotional attachments. It wasn’t like that for Daisy at all. That was part of the reason she felt like “the extra”. Wildflower and Ivan were very much alike they were the twins. Daisy was just where all the normal human emotions went, only she got the emotions that should have been in all 3 of them. The only thing she really had in common was that her and Wildflower looked a lot alike. But it was very easy to tell them apart and that wasn’t because they dressed different. “Where ya headed?” Eric asked them both but he was looking at Wildflower. “It’s the birthday,” Daisy answered. “Oh s**t really? I didn’t even know what day it was. Maybe I’ll come over,” he said. He was very close to their family, almost like another brother. Well to their brothers he was. “Don’t look at me like that Eric,” Wildflower said. While Daisy would have had butterflies under his intense gaze, her sister was annoyed by it. “Only family this time and I don’t feel like it tonight.” Really this drove Daisy insane, it was torturous to watch. Why was Wildflower so nonchalant about everything? And what did big strong and sexy Eric do? He pouted at her and put his arm and her waist. Whatever he whispered in her ear made her roll her eyes. It wasn’t possible for her to act any less interested and it wasn’t an act. That was just how she was. This was the guy Wildflower lost her virginity to and she felt nothing for him at all. Daisy didn’t want to watch this it made her feel sick. Why was her life like this? Her family, that was why, if only she could have been an only child. “Maybe tomorrow I’ll see what I’m doing,” Wildflower replied to whatever he said. “I’m going to get the cake and then you are riding us home.” At that she walked away after giving him an order that he would definitely obey. “You’re in love with her aren’t you?” Daisy, asked to confirm her suspicions. And he looked at her like he just realized she was still there. “Sort of,” he admitted “I know she doesn’t feel the same and she tells me so all the time. Usually guys use girls for no strings attached sex, nope not me our roles are reversed. She pulls my strings and I can’t help but to let her. If I can have her this way it’s better than nothing. Besides I don’t exactly want to get my a*s kicked by your brothers.” “Would you be mad if she was having sex with someone else?” She asked because she was shallow and a bad person. Her non-emotional sister would never do something so petty. “Are you trying to tell me something?” He asked Sounding angry; yup he really did love Wildflower. “Its hypothetical,” Daisy repaid trying to hold in her annoyance. Why did he love her sister? Why not her? “Are you having sex with other girls?” “Not really, “he sighed. “Does she say anything about me? I know I sound like a pathetic little b***h. Even though she wants to keep it casual I’m hooked on her. She’s my drug of choice and probably the worst drug to be on.” “Well,” she started thinking for a moment, and drawing it out to torture him a little. “I don’t know, obviously she likes having sex with your and yon are still the only one she’s had sex with. Maybe you should let it go she’s not going to suddenly start loving you. That is not her thing you need somebody else for that.” Pretty much she was the worst sister in the world. What was wrong with her? This petty jealousy thing just seemed to get worse. It wasn’t he sister’s fault at all. Nobody knew how she felt about Eric, it was her own secret. If Wildflower knew she would stop seeing him. But she couldn’t deal with having hers sister’s sloppy seconds. No matter how well put together and wonderful Daisy was she couldn’t compare Even though her sister was a emotionally deficient s****y tomboy who unintentionally attracted all things male. Even their brothers preferred Wildflower, not that Daisy cared. She had to work at it to have meaningful relationships. And she tried not to be so resentful but it was hard. Guys were lining up to be used and abused by her sister left and right. The most annoying part of all was that Wildflower didn’t notice. It wasn’t an act that type of thing was insignificant to her. “Sooner or later she’ll give in,” Eric said. Then he looked away when he saw Wildflower coming back. Of course Daisy wasn’t important enough to have his attention for long. Daisy got to sit in the back with the cake while her sister was up front with Eric’s hand on her thigh. He was pretty persistent and surprisingly she let him do it, Wildflower hated PDA. Seriously Daisy wanted to throw up. Maybe she needed to just tell Wildflower how she felt, that would end it. She told her sister everything else, why not this? Stopped at a red light Eric turned and grabbed Wildflower and kissed her. It wasn’t just a kiss they were making out. Right there in front of her like she wasn’t there at all. What was a minute or two seemed like all of eternity to her. The light changed and just like that they pulled apart. And it was as if nothing ever happened and then he took them home.
“Daisy, why do you act so weird when Eric is around?” Wildflower asked when they were home and in their room. “I know I shouldn’t be with him or keep secrets but what else can I do? It’s not like any of the guys wanna know who I have sex with anyway. This sneaking around s**t is on my nerves though.” “Do you have feelings for him?” Daisy asked, even though she knew but wanted verification. “No, I mean he’s a friend so I care about him. But it’s nothing romantic and girly like with you. We have sex and I like sex,” she shrugged. “Besides I’m considering hanging out with Vic again.” “Are you seriously trading Eric for Vic?” Daisy asked completely applauded. While Victor was very attractive he was the definition of a manwhore. “Who said I was trading in anybody? I’m sure Eric has his fun; I’m not married to him. I just want to see what it’s like to have sex with someone else. It’s been forever and all I do is have sex with Eric,” she said. Sometimes it truly amazed Daisy how oblivious her sister could be. But with Wildflower she just didn’t believe in love and emotional attachment outside of their family. Eric was completely in love with her and she would never know because he wasn’t going to tell her. A good sister would just tell her, she wasn’t that great of a sister. And Eric deserved to be used since he picked her sister over her. Now he wouldn’t have that tiny hope because he was Wildflower’s only sexual partner. Why did Daisy even bother to get up every day? Vic was also in love with Wildflower and that was no secret everybody knew. That was why Wildflower stopped messing around with him and would not let him be her first. The world was such an unfair place. First she had to deal with growing up poor with no parents. Having to help take care of her little brothers like she was a damn nanny and this family had unrealistic expectations. She got up early to look good every single day and what happened? Her sister rolled out of bed threw on boy’s shorts and guys wanted her. There was something magnetic about Wildflower, she just drew attention. The most frustrating part was that she didn’t know it at all. Maybe it was that effortlessness and the inability to care about her appearance that boosted that magnetism. Whatever it was it wasn’t fair. They looked almost identical and Daisy was definitely the prettier one. The more normal one, but nope guys liked her sister. Girls, they were another story. They hated her sister and thought she was a s**t. “Do you ever have any feelings for the guys you do stuff with?” Daisy asked even though she knew the answer to that too. “Not at all, I’ve only had sex with one guy. Vic was a friend with benefits that I just didn’t want to have sex with. You and Iris are the ones saying you always remember your first time. It just couldn’t be with Vic, I was bored and Eric wanted me. So what was I going to do? Turn him down? I was horny and now it’s been a few months so I’ll be testing out other guys,” Wildflower said predictably. “What did Eric whisper to you earlier?” Daisy asked because she was nosey. “Oh,” at that her sister actually blushed. It was a miracle, she smiled too. “Are you sure you want to know?” Daisy nodded though she had a feeling she shouldn’t have. “Well Eric is very talented with his tongue. He got his second tongue piercing, that’s what he was saying. And that he wanted to lick me everywhere, he really likes to go down on me. Like I would say no to that, right? But I’m not in the mood today so maybe we can meet up at lunch tomorrow at school.” “Oh my God, I should not have asked,” Daisy said making a face. Before the end of the day she was definitely going to throw up. “Why do you look like that? You’ve had sex Dais and if I recall correctly it was way before I did,” Wildflower sighed. “Is it so wrong that I really want to have sex with Vic? I would so do it tonight but ya know.” “Didn’t Vic tell you that he had feelings for you and wanted you to be his girlfriend?” Daisy asked wishing she could get a few awful mental pictures out of her head. “Yeah, but he promises he’ll be good this time. Hmm I could have sex with him in his car at lunch then skip a class to have Eric entertain me,” Wildflower said thoughtfully. “Do you realize how s****y that is?” Daisy asked the longer this conversation went on the more sick she felt. “Says who? I’m not promised to anyone and I like to feel good, it’s my body. We have enough s**t to feel bad about so I don’t want to think. People are going to say and think what they want I just don’t care. You want acceptance from the world way too much. Lighten up Daisy and have fun stop trying to be attached to everything and everyone. People are disappointing and they hurt you, if you don’t care you don’t get hurt. That is the real difference between us,” Wildflower told her. Maybe she was right and it was true, but that didn’t mean Daisy had to admit it. Not that she needed to, they were triplets they practically read each other’s minds. Even if she didn’t get along with Ivan he could read her every thought and emotion. Right now life for their family wasn’t too bad. Except that they lived in a 3 bedroom apartment and there were 12 of them. The only good part was that there were two bathrooms. One was in their room that they shared with Iris. How did they get so lucky? Both Iris and Daisy had to get Wildflower to ask Ricky for the room with the bathroom. They were girls and needed their own space for girl stuff. Wildflower was Ricky’s favorite and he gave her anything she wanted. He would have definitely said no to Iris purely just to torture her. That was their family. At the moment they were once again without a mother. Marguerite was out of touch with the world and had been since her husband died leaving her with 12 kids. She never had a job before because she was a tradition stay at home mother. Ricky did his best to take care of everything and everyone. But their mother was bipolar, which they found out after their father died. And she had trouble with everyday life and was in and out of the psych ward. So right now that was where she was. Sometimes she was ok and sometimes she wasn’t. Even without her around they all survived, somehow. Wildflower deserved to be Ricky’s favorite and they all knew it. Ricky was the head of the family so he made the rules and you either accepted that or you didn’t. Iris didn’t so she was trying to be a rebel just because she could. For the most part everybody listened and did as they were told even if it was begrudgingly. But Wildflower was there for everybody if you needed something you could always count on her. She did everything for their little brothers. The three youngest ones had more mothering from her than their actual mother. To the rest of the world she was a little bitchy and s****y and didn’t care about anything. At home she was completely different. While Daisy woke up early for shallow and vain reasons her sister was different. Wildflower got up, woke up the boys and them ready for school. She packed lunches, picked out clothes, did homework with them and everything else. In the summer she even worked at a day camp so she could take the boys there. And she never complained about it. Iris however complained about everything and she was a little selfish and self centered. So was Daisy but she didn’t complain as much. They were a lot alike they both wanted to be free. Iris was the only female influence since their mother was never around. She was the one who taught Daisy about make-up and fashion and appearances. Was it so wrong to want your own life? Did she ask to be born in such a large family? Unlike her family Daisy had a real social life, she was involved in school and she was a cheerleader. She was pretty and popular and most of the teachers preferred her to her siblings. Wildflower and Ivan both skipped classes and did God knows what. Yet of course with minimal effort Wildflower still had good grades, not better than Daisy though. Oddly enough the one thing her sister really excelled at was languages. Wildflower took honors language classes and outside classes on weekends for fun. It was random and bizarre but that was her thing. But in this family you learned to just roll with things and not over think them. Daisy just wanted a normal life. Normal would have been having parents, which they didn’t. Normal would have been living somewhere they weren’t all cramped. Normal was the opposite of everything in this family. The most normal thing was that everybody sat down to dinner together every night. Ricky, Iris and Isaiah had to work hard to collectively provide for a family none of them wanted to take care of. But Ricky didn’t often complain and he didn’t think they were a burden. Even though having to take care of everybody else meant he could never have a life. Isaiah was a whole entity to himself; he was just a hot head with a short temper. He was a grouch, but even he just took on the role of provider as if it was normal. Iris didn’t want it and did often say that everybody was a burden. Jay and Ivan had part-time jobs, so Daisy could only work in the summer and some weekends. Why? Somebody had to be around to watch the boys or do chores or whatever. Mostly she worked to pay for anything cheer related and to have nice clothes and real make-up. She did not wear the stuff in drug stores; she had to have the real stuff. People had a hard time believing that she was a part of her family because she was different. Especially when people found out they were triplets. Ivan was ten times as uncaring as Wildflower. And surprise surprise girls liked him because he was a “bad boy”. Little did those girls know that he cuddled with his sister most nights. Daisy thanked God regularly for Iris, because even if she was bitchy and mean she saved her. Without Iris she might have been influenced and been more like Wildflower. That was a huge no no, it couldn’t happen. While she was thinking and Wildflower was folding clothes, the door opened. Iris came in and went to sit on her bed. She looked annoyed but that wasn’t new she just often did. Lucky her she had her own real bed, they had bunk beds. Iris was mean but she could be because she was pretty. Her hair was dyed blonde with chocolate lowlights; she was tall thin and athletic looking. Once upon a time she was a cheerleader too and they went to the gym together to keep in shape. Of course Wildflower never did anything except you know run around acting like a boy. Iris did think she was better than everybody else but Daisy didn’t care she wanted to be just like her. What were her alternatives? Ricky dropped out of school to take care of the family. He made sure they always had food and that bills were paid and they had somewhere to live. His focus was more on necessities, and nice clothes were not on that list. Yes, he was great and amazing and truly admirable but she needed certain things. The boys could hand-me-down all they wanted she was a girl. Iris was the only female that she could get clothes for. Wildflower just wore whatever. Was it wrong for Daisy to want to be stylish and trendy? That was what Iris was good for at least. But Iris hated for Ricky to tell her what to do, Daisy just tried to do as she was told. “Ricky isn’t home yet, right?” Iris asked them, something was wrong you could tell. “No, what’s wrong?” Daisy asked unsure if she really should be concerned. Sometimes Iris was such a drama queen. “Besides the fact that I share a room with my little sisters and have virtually no privacy? Oh and how I’m trapped in this family and this crappy a*s apartment?” Iris replied, she was often extra annoyed after working all day. “Can you try not to be a b***h today? I know that’s incredibly hard for you but its Ricky’s birthday. He deserves a day off from you,” Wildflower said. Of course those two didn’t get along very well. And it was mostly because of Ricky, you didn’t say anything about him in front of Wildflower. She could fist fight like one of the boys. “F**k,” Iris shook her head. “What is wrong with you today?” Daisy asked again, even she got tired of the drama. “I’m pregnant,” Iris admitted. “What?” They said at the same time, their expressions were probably also the same. “Stop doing that it’s creepy,” Iris said. “We don’t do it on purpose which you know,” Wildflower said. “So is it Jeff’s?” “Yeah,” Iris sighed. “Ricky is going to kill me and I know it was stupid but I love Jeff.” “Did you tell Jeff?” Daisy asked, she may have idolized Iris but her taste in men sucked. Nobody liked her obnoxious lazy boyfriend; it was one thing they all agreed on. “No, not yet,” Iris said then got up and paced. “Do you plan on keeping this baby?” Wildflower asked, sometimes she was too upfront. “What do you think? I don’t really want a baby but I should have been more careful. Just one f*****g time and I get pregnant and stuck with a kid. And don’t either of you dare say anything or I will make you regret it,” she paused. “Especially you Wildflower cause I will tell everybody about Eric.” “Whatever, you’re a b***h Iris and Jeff is an a*s. He has no talent at all and needs to grow up and realize he’ll never be a “rock star”. You can tell Ricky yourself, it’s your life, be the disappointment you were born to be. Don’t make threats big sister because I can play dirty too,” Wildflower replied. For a moment they stared each other down, it wasn’t an idle threat. Even if they didn’t always get along they were sisters and shared things. Wildflower may not have been girly but she told them after she had sex with Eric. The three of them confided n each other, they were the only girls. Knowing things about each other wasn’t always good because then it could be used against you. Iris was like that with low blows. Wildflower didn’t make threats she would do whatever she said she was. This was one of those times Daisy had to be a peacemaker because they needed to support each other. Besides Iris would back down, Wildflower was the alpha female of them. “We shouldn’t be fighting,” Daisy told them. “Iris we should get you an appointment so you can be sure before you tell everybody. Today isn’t the day to tell Ricky.” “Yeah,” Iris said and walked pass them and into the bathroom. She slammed and locked the door and was probably crying. “She’s just upset,” Daisy said she was always making excuses for Iris. “I don’t care,” Wildflower said. “Today is Ricky’s birthday and that’s all I care about. Maybe it’s just time for Iris to grow up and maybe its karmic retribution. Iris can have her fits and get attention next week. Every f*****g day it’s something new, maybe she should try not being a selfish stuck up brat. Sorry she’s no better than the rest of us; you should pick a new hero. I’m going to go check on the boys and help Jay with dinner. If you choose to deal with her then that’s your deal.” At that she picked up the laundry basket and left. Why couldn’t things stop happening? There was always something and this was going to get bad. Iris’ boyfriend would not be stepping up to care for his child, which was obvious. It wasn’t fair to Ricky; he already had enough to deal with. Daisy knew she was selfish but she could never do that to him. Simple things in life people took for granted he couldn’t have. Why? Because he had to be responsible since their mother couldn’t. He couldn’t even finish high school and made sure that both Iris and Isaiah did. That was how he was he put the needs of others above his own all the time. Another child meant another burden and he wouldn’t call it that but she could. Iris was the complete opposite of motherly; she avoided those types of situations. With so many siblings younger than her she never even changed a diaper. Ricky was always stuck with other people’s kids. His ex-girlfriend from kindergarten until he was 16 got pregnant by someone else. So who did she turn to? Who helped with her kids when he had no time? He had a stressful life and more recently he came out as gay. That had been really surprising considering his 11 year relationship and all. But then their father was conservative and traditional and not very open-minded. Neither was their mother, grandma taught them to be accepting of others. Ricky was still Ricky it didn’t really change anything. Though in Daisy’s opinion compared to his ex men were a much better choice. Once Iris told Ricky that she was pregnant a huge fight was going to happen. There was no way around it; he was such a nice mellow person. But three things or people could bring out Ricky’s temper. The first was their mother, the second was Iris and the third was Isaiah. Daisy did not want to witness this fight even though Iris did need to be put in her place. Wildflower was good at that but Ricky was best. Even so Iris needed somebody right now even if she was being extra mean. That was where Daisy came in; it always had to be her. Maybe this pregnancy explained the increase in meanness from Iris. Or it just because she was Iris. One day Daisy would be free of everything. Knowing that was what kept her going.
It was two weeks later when Iris decided to tell Jeff that she was pregnant. After him she would tell Ricky. Daisy was pretty sure how the thing with Jeff would go. Jeff was a so-called musician in a lame band and he didn’t have a real job. His parents supported him until he dropped out of college to be a full-time musician. What Iris saw in that loser was a mystery. In their family everybody worked, it was how they were raised. Even if it was just chores, their father believed in teaching responsibility early on and Ricky carried on the tradition. Iris especially worked very hard to help their family and have her own things she wanted. Once she had been a role model for Daisy and Wildflower. She wasn’t always so mean and shallow. After grandma died somebody had to do the girl thing. Daisy came home on a Saturday afternoon after staying at a friend’s house. It was quiet as it so rarely was. The boys were outside so she was greeted by an empty apartment. Except somebody had to be home, right? Van was 14 and Dom was 12 so they could keep an eye on the boys that were 8 and 9. But nobody ever actually left them unattended, so it was weird. Of course Isaiah, Jay and Ivan were at work and Iris was spending the weekend with Jeff. When she headed down the hall to her room she heard voices. The door was open a crack so she could see inside. Wildflower was laying in bed cuddled up to Ricky. For her sister to be emotionless and relationship avoidant when it came to guys, at home she wasn’t like that. She was disgusted if a guy wanted to cuddle with her yet she did it with their brothers. There were many nights that Wildflower would actually sleep in bed with Ricky or Ivan or if the boys wanted her she would. Mostly she did this with Ivan and he would come sleep in their room too. Iris hated that of course and Daisy wasn’t really a fan of it either. Evan, the youngest, he got absolutely all his motherly affection from Wildflower. This family was just weird and she didn’t cuddle with her brothers. Wildflower was so full of contradictions it was crazy. Since Daisy was nosey and not above eavesdropping she listened at the door. “Do you ever go out and date anyone?” Wildflower was asking Ricky who laughed. “No, I don’t date; I don’t see a point to it. Why do you ask?” “Curiosity, I don’t see a point either. There are more important things in life.” “Like family? That’s always been my excuse, but you should go out and have fun. Go have a life and let me worry about everything; you’ll go crazy if you get too consumed.” “I go out but Daisy wishes I didn’t, I’m too embarrassing for her. Most girls don’t like me and I never really cared but I think she’s one of them.” That statement made Daisy feel guilty. She loved her sister tomboy or not. How awful was she? What made it worse was that she could feel emotions from her sister. Daisy was definitely the world’s absolute worst sister. Daisy might have had an overwhelming need for affection from boys and friends, but her sister wasn’t like that. Wildflower got her affection and love from her siblings. Iris and Daisy were the only ones that had a lot of outside of the family attachments. Everybody else avoided relationships and didn’t keep many friends. Wildflower had in her 16 years of living exactly two friends that were girls. And like she said girls really didn’t like her for a number reasons. The number one reason girls didn’t like Wildflower was that they could sense or see that magnetism and they were jealous. And she could hang with the boys and sometimes it was guys with girlfriends. What the girls didn’t get was that their boyfriends had no chance with her. Girls were petty and jealous and Daisy was one of them. Even though she knew the truth, she was resentful sometimes. But she didn’t want Wildflower to know that and so she didn’t. Girls were also jealous that Wildflower didn’t have to put effort into being pretty. Even Daisy had to put in effort and they almost had the same face. So sometimes girls got really mean, but they couldn’t hurt Wildflower because she didn’t care. Maybe daisy needed to be more like her sister. Because if you thought about it Wildflower was probably better off the way she was. With 100% certainty she believed her sister had absolutely no idea about how she attracted people. But not many other people knew that. It was how Daisy was able to continue loving her sister. At the same time it drove her completely crazy. Wildflower would never consider even thinking about any of this. So why was Daisy so jealous? Dwelling on things you could not control was a waste of energy. What she really didn’t get was how if she was a triplet that she didn’t have any of what her sister had. Shouldn’t she have gotten this special energy too? Even Ivan didn’t have it, girls just liked him for some reason Daisy didn’t get. Comparing herself to her sister was becoming a hobby. Daisy had shoulder length dark brown hair with highlights courtesy of Iris. She had an athletic body and flawless skin, the same grey eyes as Wildflower and Ivan. Wildflower has curly black hair that was almost impossible to straighten and she was bustier and curvier. Some guys would probably just like her for her body. Though sometimes you couldn’t really tell with her wearing boys basketball shorts and varies other boy clothes. Thinking about this had the jealousy creeping back in and she was forgetting her guilt. The biggest difference and probably the reason she should feel bad was that she would escape. Wildflower would never leave their family. Daisy was going to escape this family and have a real life. Already she separated herself from them in public. Though she loved her sister she was rarely seen with her around school. They were individuals and it was ok to do everything together as children but not at 16. No matter how deep the connection was with the three of them, she needed to go. Especially since Iris was now tied down with no hope for the future. She would have loved to take her sister with her but she couldn’t. For one thing if Wildflower started caring about her appearance she would be more competition. Even so she needed to fix her sister; with Iris out of the picture she needed another girl. Good thing for the most part they had different taste in guys, Eric was just a fluke. “You aren’t an embarrassment to anyone,” Ricky told Wildflower. “I like you the way you are and we don’t care what others think, right?” “Yes, I don’t get her anyway why does she get so attached to guys? She hates the way I dress and act and breathe but I love her even if she is overly emotional. I just don’t understand and I don’t want that. If I want to be loved that’s why I have a family. Who could love me more than my family? No one could so I don’t want anyone to try,” Wildflower said. “Falling in love isn’t so bad; I loved Angel and still do. I’ve never felt that way anybody about else. So I don’t want to look for love now, maybe one day but it’s the last thing I want now. Daisy is a lover she can’t help herself. You mi amor are a cynic and it’s probably my fault and its self preservation. Daisy gets hurt because she puts herself out there; you don’t because you are guarded. One day you will let yourself love and someone will love you. But you’re in high school now and high school loves rarely last so have fun,” he said. One thing Daisy seriously envied but could never admit was how close Wildflower was to their brothers. They loved Wildflower more and always wanted her around. Maybe it was the magnetic thing that drew them to her. It seemed to affect anything male. And who did Wildflower get love from and express love to? Their brothers though they might as well have just been her brothers. Daisy was an outcast in her own family and she hated it. She pretended not to care but she really did. Steadily over the years things had been bothering her more and more. Maybe she was going crazy like their mother and she would be next to be voted off the island. Well after Iris of course, it was like the boys only club or something. Why couldn’t she have the love they gave Wildflower? Really this family made it impossible for her to not resent her perfect sister. Finally she pushed the door open and pretended like she wasn’t listening. Wildflower had her head on Ricky’s chest looking content. So many things were going through her mind. Ricky absolutely always preferred Wildflower and Iris said it started when they were babies. Did anybody ever think that maybe she needed love too? Even their grandmother loved her precious little Wildflower because she wanted to speak Portuguese. Why would Daisy want to speak Brazilian anyway? When was she ever going there? Love, it was just another thing that she was denied. And they wondered why she wanted companionship and a real life? But she kept her jealousy and resentment and constant comparing to herself for the most part. Sometimes between her family and the rest of the world she felt so alone and left out. She felt inadequate no matter what she did; it sort of sucked a lot. “Hey Dais,” Wildflower said. The look she had meant she knew Daisy had been listening at the door. Or she suspected it, Wildflower showed emotion in her eyes. “I gotta get to work,” Ricky said sitting up. “Let me know if either of you are going out.” He kissed Wildflower’s forehead and got up from the bed. “Did you have fun with your friends?” He asked Daisy. “Yeah,” she nodded. “Good,” he said then went out the door. “Why are you looking like that?” Her sister asked even though her eyes were closed. “Most girls snuggle up to their boyfriends not their brothers. And you sleep in their beds too, it’s weird. Don’t you ever want to do that with guys you aren’t related to?” Daisy asked her. “No, it’s like way too intimate of a thing. I stayed over Eric’s once and he wanted to cuddle and it was weird. He likes to try to hold me after we have sex and it’s not my thing. With Ivan and Ricky I get love and they don’t want anything from me. When I snuggle it’s not the after effects of an orgasm,” she shrugged. “Some people might think its borderline incest and you do wear Ivan’s clothes,” Daisy pointed out. “Iris’ words? I don’t care what people think, I love my brothers and there’s nothing wrong with that. Obviously there isn’t anything creepy or wrong going on. Your sister just wishes somebody loved her cause her lame a*s loser boyfriend doesn’t,” Wildflower replied. “Oh Lilly,” Daisy said and that got Wildflower to open her eyes. “All the freaking flower names in the world and she names me “Wildflower”. A name you can’t shorten or form into a nickname, it’s ridiculous. Don’t call me Lilly that was a phase and I’m over it now,” she said. Over the years Wildflower changed her name a lot for obvious reasons, her name was random. “Do you love me like you love them?” Daisy asked sitting on the edge of her sister’s bed. Here she was showing her insecurities, she needed to stop, Iris had warned her. “How can you ask that? We are connect we are three and together we are one,” Wildflower said. It was something they had been repeating most of their lives. “We are just so different; you and Ivan have your own thing. Sometimes I don’t feel like I fit with you two or this family,” she admitted. “If we were all the same it would be boring. I love you even if you are prissy and high maintenance,” Wildflower told her. “I love you too even if you act like a boy,” she replied. Her sister reached over to hug her and pull her down on the bed. Times like things she hated the things she thought of her sister. But she couldn’t stop those thoughts or the jealousy. Just like she couldn’t stop being insecure or stop seeking affection from others. It was true that she always got hurt by the guys she loved. Iris said it was better to love than to be like their siblings. How could she just get love from her crazy family? She could never forget that she needed to escape them. If she didn’t then what? Eventually they would just drive her away and then she would be alone. It was leave them or get voted off the island and she didn’t want to be here anyway. Life was like an episode of those survival shows. “There is a party tonight that Jay and Ivan are going to. Wanna go? Brooke wants to but I told her I can’t go without you.” “Only if you let me pick out your outfit.” “Blue jean skirt is as far as I will go.” “It’s a start and I will do your hair.” “Whatever, it’ll get messed up when I have sex with Eric. Well maybe, he’s been so weird since I told him about Vic,” Wildflower said matter-of-factly. “Wait, you told him you’re having sex with someone else?” Daisy asked shocked. “Yeah, why not? I’m honest and it’s not like we’re in a relationship,” Wildflower said. “What did he say when you told him?” “He said he didn’t care but I’m guessing that was a lie. Vic knows about Eric and doesn’t care. Why are you looking at me like that?” “Because Eric has feelings for you and Vic is a w***e,” Daisy told her. “Vic wants to be exclusive with me and so he’s only having sexing with me. He thinks that will eventually make me want to be his girlfriend. And he doesn’t consider Eric a threat because he figures I’ll get bored. I know Vic likes me but Eric doesn’t like me like that. Besides it’s easier with Vic cause it doesn’t really have to be a secret,” Wildflower said. It was in her nonchalant way she talked about everything. Nothing was ever serious for her. “Are you going to be in a relationship with Vic?” Daisy asked trying not to sound hopeful. Eric would still be the guy her sister had sex with, even if they weren’t together. But maybe he would need a friend after Wildflower broke his heart? “No,” Wildflower laughed like it was the craziest thing in the world. “I told him I’m still doing whatever the hell I want to. So he said he would be patient and I said it was his choice. I’m not girlfriend material; I feel nothing for guys other than physical attraction. Its high school, we should be having fun not making commitments. If Eric wants to be jealous Vic gets what he wants.” “How do you never feel anything? That’s unnatural, I can’t have sex with somebody and feel nothing,” Daisy shook her head. “What am I supposed to feel? An instant attachment so I can get hurt? That doesn’t happen to me. After my first time with Eric he wanted to be all cuddly. I let him do it to just see how it felt and I hated it. Honestly I expected to feel something for him but I didn’t. Then he was afraid I would tell on him and say he took advantage of me. But that wasn’t the case cause I wanted to do it and might have wanted to feel anything. If I seriously felt something for him then this wouldn’t be a secret I would just be with him or whatever. However if he feels things then I need to stop this,” Wildflower said thoughtfully. “He told me he has feeling for you,” Daisy said. There was that petty side of her showing again. It was bitchy too but her sister needed to stay away from Eric. “Oh that sucks, too bad he couldn’t have fell for you,” Wildflower said innocently. “You’re good at the boyfriend thing. Anyway who are you crushing on now?” “Nobody in particular,” Daisy replied. She almost told her sister the truth about how she felt about Eric. “Good for you,” Wildflower sighed. Daisy just wished that was true. © 2011 Britiney Harper |
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Added on July 8, 2011Last Updated on August 4, 2011 AuthorBritiney Harperpittsburgh, PAAbout...A Few Things... 1) Hi! I'm Britiney 2) I Love to Write 3) I love to read 4) I'm a nerd 5) i love my Family more than anything else 6) I've been writing since i was 8yrs old (but really b4 tha.. more..Writing
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