It's December 25th. I got out of bed this morning and got dressed. For my parents, Christmas Eve is an important holiday, but for me... It's the most fake shit in the world. The family gathers, everyone exchanges presents, But to me it's all fake. I went downstairs to drink coffee as black as my soul

"Aqua!" I turned away when I heard my mom's voice. Stupid bitch

"Uh, Yeah?" I asked

"We're not having the party at home this year. We're going to Grandma and Grandpa's. The whole family will be there. We're leaving in 2 hours, pack up" Mom smiled. This fucking fake smile

"uh... Yeah, great. I'll go wake Ruby up" Started walking up the stairs

"Ah, Ruby... I forgot about her" Mom laughed. Of course she forgot about her, she only thinks about herself. I hate this family. I went upstairs and slowly opened the door to my sister's room