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"Honestly Zaara, can't you spend a day without acting like a brat?" My father spat at me as he angrily tapped his shoe. 

One thing I forgot to mention is that because Zoya is the golden child, she doesn't get in trouble very often. 

Only me and Humna.

"I'm sorry." I said just like I always do. 

And just like always my mother sighed and sat next to me to mutter her favourite words that every mother must say to their child whither they mean it or not. 

"We love you Zaara you know this," and then she tucks my hair if it isn't in a bun or ponytail, today it's in a ponytail so instead she pats my shoulder very stiffly "But we need you to ease down okay?" 

My parents were told I might have a Bipolar Disorder back in grade 1 when I threatened to stick my pencil inside this girl's throat, ever since then my parents have been caution with me and try not to make me angry. 

There also worried because they don't want another black sheep in the family. 

Rayyana was enough, apparently. 

"Yes mother I do know that," I glanced at my father who wasn't staring at me "But this time it was Zoya who started it.." Every time I had a fight with my siblings I always put the blame on me because I'm supposed to be "nice"

also mainly because I'm the oldest and it's apparently what we do. 

My mother let out a small chuckle also glancing at my father nervously. 

He had always wanted kids no matter what gender, but there was something about Zoya that made him love her more then any of us. 

I didn't talk back but today I felt bold. 

This could land me in jail, but honestly fuck it. 

My mother chuckled again "don't be ridiculous Zaara, you jumped Zoya first remember?" She said it to me but the whole time she was focused on my father. 

I don't know what happens behind the scenes with my parents. 

Its honestly funny, I know whats going on behind the scenes in movies but I don't know zilch about my parents and what goes on behind closed doors. 

But with the way my mom tenses up beside him, I can only guess it's not love and affection. 

"You mother is right Zaara, Zoya didn't do anything. You stole her perfume! Have we not given you that perfume before?" 

I shook my head yes because I don't think he remembers that whenever I am in need of something he tells me to figure it out because I'm 18 and an adult. 

To be fair I have a lot of money, but what's the point of buying it when it's already in the house? 

I feel like we movie stars should learn to save money. 

"Exactly," My father slowly stood up and put his hands behind his back "You disappoint me." Was all he said before leaving my room to go and smother Zoya with gifts and love. 

If little me was told that I was a disappointment, I would be crying. But I'm so used to it now that it feels like the normal. 

Like a compliment. 

Humna told me it was sad, but you know. 

I don't really care. 

The first time my father told me I was a disappointment was when one of my short movie's I was in flopped. 

I didn't like the movie at all, but I was forced to do it because it would make me "rich" like we already didn't have money overflowing in the bank? 

I put little effort into the roll and people didn't like my enthusiasm because I was "better in my other movies" one person even pointed out that the movie was shit and made no sense so it was reasonable for me to not put any effort. 

But who can tell my father that? 

My mom patted my shoulder again "He didn't mean it like that honey." I nodded and got up, needing away from this family for 3 seconds. 

"Yeah, he never does." was all I said before leaving my mother behind.