Krystle's Story | S. Katie Hill

"Sorry Jacob. I have to cancel our date for next Saturday. It's Meagan's wedding, and I guess I ought to go. Call me when you get the chance.

I left the message on my boyfriend's voicemail. A part of me was glad that he hadn't answered, as I hated canceling dates, but a part of me really wanted to talk to him and apologize. Perhaps he would have convinced me to stay for our movie night and forget all about my family. Against my better judgment, I knew I had to attend Meagan's wedding.

Meagan is my little sister, and we've never gotten along. I honestly haven't talked to her for over a year. I didn't get a formal invitation to her wedding, and I swore I wouldn't go, but she called last night and now I know that the rest of the family will hate me if I don't go. I ordered a plane ticket this morning, and I fly to Oakland in three days.

Our current relationship is based on a lifetime of fights, heartache, and torment. I will admit that I am to blame for this predicament; I was the mean older sister. We started out with a great relationship, sisterly, playing with dolls, dressing up, and giggling. I don't remember exactly when it happened, or what went wrong, but we just stopped being friends. For a while, we stopped being sisters.