"Oh, look at Mr. Perfect here. Mom and Dad's golden boy. Must be so fucking nice."
can you tell me something I don’t know?
"Tell me something I don't know? Well, how about this? Your precious little sister wishes she was an only child. That's right, Vaney.
leans in closer, voice dripping with malice "I've always resented you, Vaney.
sits back, crossing arms "You know what? I'm done with this bullshit. Done pretending to care about you. I hope you rot in hell, Vaney.
god I wish I could say that and actually mean it, I’m surprised you didn’t go the route of calling me a murderer like the rest of these idiots though
softens slightly "You know what, Vaney? Maybe we can start over. Let go of all the hate and resentment.
honestly that’d probably be best for both of us
extends hand "I'm serious, Vaney. Let's put the past behind us and try to be siblings again."
Takes hand on one condition
"Name your condition, Vaney. I'm willing to give it a shot."
you can’t speak ill of mom and dad in my presence ever again
nods solemnly "Deal, Vaney. I promise, no more negative talk about Mom and Dad. Let's start fresh, just you and me."
sounds good sis, may I ask why the sudden change of heart?
takes a deep breath "It's because... I realized that our parents' actions weren't our fault.
I agree they were shitty parents but that doesn’t excuse anything
pauses, gathering courage "Vaney, there's something else I need to tell you. It's something I've been hiding for a long time..."
takes a deep breath "I... I have cancer, Vaney. It's aggressive, and they don't think I have much time left."
oh fuck… I’m so sorry… does mom and dad know?
tears welling up in her eyes "No, Vaney. I haven't told them yet. I wanted to tell you first... because you're my sibling, and I trust you."
it’s okay Emily I’ll help you through this, whether they believe me or not, we can keep you away from their abuse
sniffs, wipes away tears "Thank you, Vaney. Your support means the world to me. Let's fight this together, okay?
I hug her tightly, holding back my own tears ok
pulls away from the hug, determined "Alright, Vaney. We need to make a plan.
grabs a pen and paper "First, we need to find a reliable support system. We can start by contacting close friends or family members who we trust.
easy enough I got a couple of friends that would come running if I called em
nods "Good. Reach out to them and let them know what's going on. We'll also need to find a doctor who specializes in cancer treatment.
gets up, grabs her phone "I'll search for cancer specialists in the area right now. We need to act quickly, Vaney. Time is of the essence."
alrighty, want me to do anything while you’re on the phone?
types furiously on her phone "Just make a list of questions we should ask the doctor. We need to be prepared, Vaney. This is our lives we're talking about."
yep, any specific type of cancer you got?
looks down, voice trembling "It's... it's breast cancer, Vaney. They found a tumor."
oh shit, unfortunately, not much you can do unless it’s operable
clenches her fists "No, Vaney. I won't accept that. I'm going to fight this tooth and nail.
fair enough but the first step is usually surgery then chemo, so first things first we get you to a specialist for surgery
stands up, determination in her eyes "Alright, Vaney. Let's start by scheduling an appointment with the top-rated oncologist in town.