“You were right aunty. Olivia didn’t protect me.” I reported disheartened.
“What did I tell you? You should never trust her, she would take everything away from you. She has already started with your mother who only thinks about Livy these days. She worries about Livy’s academics and her over all performance, but you? She could care less about you, because you’re not Luthel Empire’s heiress- Olivia is. Soon, you both will grow up and Livy would have everything and you’ll have nothing.” Barbra responded.
I remembered being so angry and furious at Livy, but also truly afraid.
“But she’s older. Mommy said it’s her birthright, I can’t take it from her” I tried to reason panicky.
If mom finds out I’m talking about such with aunt Barb, she’ll surely have me locked up again.
“But you can. There’s nothing that can’t be taken back. Just like she took your dad from you, you can also take her birthright from her.” She spitted out, shocking me.
Took daddy from me? How come? Dad died in an accident, I was with him with it happened.
“How did Livy take my daddy away from me if he died from a car accident?” I inquired curiously.
“Oh no honey, that’s not the whole story.” she said sympathetically.
“I don’t understand. Mommy said that the accident killed him, she never lies” I argued.
“But she does lie, especially to you. Should I tell you how your dad really died?” She asked carefully, so I gave a hesitant nod.
“Your father sat on a throne that was handed over to him from his father and his father’s father, which is the same throne Olivia would sit on some day.” She started but I interrupted.
“Aunt Barb, mommy doesn’t let us talk about the Verc. I’ll be punished if she finds out.” I countered immediately.
The fear from the previous day’s incident- being locked up in that room, made me very scared to think of it repeating itself again. I don’t want to be punished.
“Of course she will do that because, she doesn’t want you to know the truth. But I think you should know the truth, for your own safety…” She cooed, so I listened carefully.
“… Your father knew the great power and authority that the crown gives to anyone who wears it. It was to powerful that many people wanted it and would even hurt Livy just to get it. Your father wanted to protect her, so he refused the crown for her sake. But the only way for him to refuse the crown is if he dies first. He didn’t care about you at all and only wanted to protect Olivia, so he went ahead and gave up the crown. The Verc went after him and killed him- that’s how your father died. That accident was no ordinary one, it was planned to kill you father.” she stated displeased.
“No, no… that cannot be. It was an accident, I was there. Daddy wouldn’t get himself killed because of Livy, what about me and mommy. Didn’t he think about me? Is Olivia his only daughter? No, it can’t be.” I plead to differ, but she kept shaking her head sympathetically.
It can’t be true, right?
“I wished I could tell you otherwise, but your father died all in the hopes that the crown would pass over your sister. Too bad your mother is too greedy and can’t let go of what your father died for. She wants to see that Olivia sits on that throne no matter what.” She concluded with pity in her eyes.
“How dare they? Daddy died because of her but she still was to be queen? Livy really is the worst, isn’t she?” I asked angrily.
“It’s such a pity no one else knows this. But just like your daddy died to protect Olivia, your mommy will do the same for her. What then would be left of you if you end up losing your mommy as well?…” She asked carefully.
I was now more enraged than scared after hearing that. Mom almost never comes home until very late at night, she always seems so stressed. Everytime a party is held at our home, I often would overhear the grown ups talking about how hard mommy works to secure the Luthel empire- and it’s all just for Livy.
I wanted her gone. My only sister became the object of my pain, my loneliness and anger- it got exhausting. If I don’t see her, if she suddenly disappears some day, I’m sure things would go back to normal.
She had already taken daddy away from us, and now she’s going after mommy? Mommy is fighting all manner of dangerous people everyday still for her sake.
If this goes on, I’ll lose both parents to Olivia and I wasn’t going to let that happen.
“… It’s a pity, indeed.” She mentioned over again.
“I want her gone. I want mommy to stop worrying about her, I… don’t want mommy to end up like daddy because of Livy.” I confessed abstrusly.
That was my true feeling, and I’m a very impatient person.
“I can arrange that, but I have a better idea. One that would make you your mother’s favorite instead of your sister.” She confessed and I caught my interest.
“Ok, what is it?” I asked impatiently.
“You becoming better that your sister. Once you’re able to surpass Olivia in everything, your mother would have no choice but to choose you over her instead.” She replied with a smile.
“That’s easy, I can do that. But what if it doesn’t work?” I asked hastily.
“Then we will have to make sure there’s no more competition for you by making you an unopposed winner.” she replied patting me on my shoulder.
I respected aunty Barb so much, so I did as she instructed. I strived hard and did my best to be the best in general arts, deplomacy, history, literature, music, even foreign languages and gymnastics. But everytime i think I’m at most 99. 9% Livy always had that extra . 1% over me and I hated it.
It was as though no matter how hard I tried to do my best, somehow my sister effortlessly beats my best- getting higher achievements with the minimal effort.
As the year passed by, I became more irrelevant to mommy as she altogether stopped caring about my or showing up at my recitals, competitions, debates or talent shows.
I became more bitter and angrier at Livy for being best at everything I strived to be best at.
The next year, she got a pet for our 9th birthday and that made me feel even worse. Daisy was a Scottish fold and Livy loved her very much.
Lately, it seemed mommy only pays attention to me if I start acting out, and since I was getting more irritated sharing everything and living with Olivia I had to make my decision.
So, I killed the cat and my sister wasn’t very happy about that. She told on me and got me punished again. I was sad at the realization that the only time mommy pays attention to me is only when I mess up, so I made my decision.