The doorbell broke into her thoughts and she set her mobile aside to go downstairs and see who it was; only being seized by fear that it might be the monster as she was partway down the stairs.
As a result, she hesitated. She didn’t think the monster would really want to announce his presence by ringing the bell — unless he wanted to allay Mum’s suspicions, but Mum wasn’t home yet, even though she would probably be coming soon, which the monster might not know — but she couldn’t help worrying.
A second time the doorbell rang, so she continued down the stairs; she could check who it was through the peephole and make a decision from there.
When she reached the door she found that Mum, with her arms loaded down with groceries, was on the other side of the door.
Quickly she unlocked the door and opened it, allowing Mum to step through.
“Well you certainly took your time,” Mum said wearily. “What’s the benefit of having a child around home if they won’t help?”
Amarina felt a stab of pain. Mum didn’t often say things like that, but every time she did Amarina’s mind brought the old footage out of the archives from back when she and Iliana had shared a room in the house in Brent where they’d lived before Mum and Dad’s divorce.
They’d been packing up their things to move out with Mum, she’d been in tears — after all, she still didn’t understand why they’d divorced — and had asked Iliana why they were having to leave.
Although prior to that moment Iliana had never been friendly toward her like other sisters were to one another, it was at that moment, she felt, that the torment had all begun as Iliana had turned to her with that annoyed look she still got whenever she had to answer a question from her younger sister’s lips.
“Because of you,” Iliana had replied. “You ruined everything. Mum and Dad didn’t want you. But by accident you showed up and they couldn’t get rid of you.”
The proofs had been more abundant then than now, but Mum’s comment just now was one of those moments when, once again, a proof presented itself to her that she was, in fact, unwanted, and that Mum and Dad would’ve been happier if they could’ve just had Farrell and Iliana, and not had the balance upset by having a third child.
There was also the fact that both Mum and Dad had jobs that kept them busy, they rarely had time to talk to her; about all she got most times was when Mum asked her about her day at supper, otherwise she got nothing from either of them; they hardly texted her, in fact, she hadn’t heard from Dad since June, which was now three months ago.
Pronunciation:
Iliana: ihleeahnah
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