Lilith Pleasant -> Part Two

  Pleasant(ly) Ever After 

(Lilith Pleasant)
[Part Two] 

 (WARNINGS: Mentions of child neglect and loneliness. I'm not an expert on putting warnings so apologies if I miss any!)

Lilith walked stealthily across the street towards her family home, taking great pains to be quiet.

 

It wasn’t late but the sun was in the process of setting and she knew she’d be told off if she came home after seven.  

Her mother no doubt already knew about her bad report card and whilst she knew she knew she was delaying the inevitable, Lilith had caught the school bus home ahead of her sister, so that her sister didn’t know where she’d got off. She’d alighted with her boyfriend Dirk Dreamer outside his house.  

She now paused at the bottom of the steps to her own front door, sighing. 

I wonder how much trouble I’m going to be in tonight.  

Why am I never good enough? 

Is it even possible for me to ever be equal- let alone better than- my twin sister Angela?! 

Lilith didn’t fancy the odds in her favour.  

It had always been this way. Even though she’d been a happy, bubbly toddler, it had all started going downhill for her when she grew up badly, meaning that her parents hadn’t had time to teach her vital life skills.  

 

But Angela had learnt hers, growing up well.  

  

Then as a child her parents had gone to great lengths to celebrate Angela’s birthday, and not Lilith’s. 

  

Even though they’d been born on the same day, being twins and all. 

  

It hurt. It still did. Just as strongly as it did back then. 

  

She was never going to be good enough.  

  

But she thought that your family was supposed to love and support you no matter what and were there for you at the end of the day. 

  

Hers weren’t. 

  

They acted sometimes as if they only had one daughter. Sometimes when she entered a room, nobody paid her slightest bit of attention. 

 

Initially Lilith had enjoyed this, having been glad to not be shouted at so much. 

 

But she came to learn that the shouting and berating was a form of care, fostered from love, albeit not perfect. 

  

No wonder she was messed up in the head. Only her grandparents loved her unbiasedly, and even they saw through Angela’s supposedly innocent lies as hurtful and unnecessarily cruel.  

Lilith bit the bullet and walked through the front door, closing it quietly behind her. She heard voices from the dining room and peaked around the corner. 

All three of them were there, smiling and talking contentedly with each other. It was at that moment that Daniel raised a glass and beamed at Angela. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever been prouder” he said, his eyes shining with said pride. “Ten A* report cards in a row!” 

Lilith’s eyes watered at the sight of her father’s happy face, the expression she never saw directed at her.  

Was it so bad that she wanted to earn that pride from them?

 Mary-Sue chimed in then “Nor have I! You are truly our greatest gift Angie!” 

Gift. Singular. 

Our greatest gift. 

Did they not realise how much that killed her?  

Lilith wanted to burst into a fit of rage or better yet, storm in and upend the bottom on Angela’s head. 

But she knew that would be classed as typical ‘Lilith acting like a spoiled entitled brat who isn’t worth anyone’s attention nor pride’ behaviour so she decided against it.  

Did they even want her? 

Other than someone to shout and express their own frustrations at? 

  

She wanted to run away.

She was so fed up as being classed as a cliché. She was an actual sim for crying out loud and she did have feelings. 

So as quietly as she came, Lilith snuck back outside the front door, and walked away from the street as if trying to erase herself from her family’s history, wishing it was so easy. 

Thank you for reading! :)