THE ENEMY, MY PARTNER.

Today marks two years anniversary of my relationship with Zayn. I happily stroll into the bathroom, two doors after my room with my wild looking hair all over my face and a drool on my mouth. don't look at me that way, I was exhausted last night. I picked my tooth brush and washed it before using. who knows, Michael must have used it to clean the toilet after waking me up. He never misses his time to play pranks on me. After washing up and cleaning my room, my five years old sister bounces into my room with a wide grin on her face. "Morning Riley". grinning brightly and wide. "Morning Rita, Did you sleep well pumpkin" I say as I pick her up. " yes ". still grinning like a cheshire cat "tell me who fed you sugar early this morning so I would kick their butts". she gasped. "nobody but Micheal did something" I raised one eyebrow making her giggle. "Michael used your toothbrush to scrub the bathroom door. he poured sugar in dad's tub and now he's in dad's room explaining how you promised him five dollars to do it." I frowned "RILEY BAILEYS get down here this minute" dropping my kid sister, I ran down the hallway towards the direction of my dad's room. "2-0 i***t, I'll get you for this" I whispered in Michael's ears as I passed by him at the door entrance. "Morning dad" I greeted my dad. "keep your greeting to yourself. why did you put sugar in my bath tub". "I didn't p..." I started. "yes she did. she asked me to do it for 5 bucks". "that's a lie" I defended. "it's the truth" we kept arguing. "don't you tell lies on me, dog". " I am not a dog and I am not lieing". "ENOUGH! Michael, you are grounded for two weeks and Riley, you do the house cleaning for two weeks". Michael gasped and I rolled my eyes " don't you dare give me that attitude " " I do the cleaning alone everyday dad since mum died. no one helps me, not even Clara and am not expecting Micheal to help me either. " " then you drop your car keys for two weeks." "but that's my car". "you should have thought of that before involving your brother in a prank". "I got it with my own money". " no excuses Riley, go bring me the keys." Frowning, I walked to my room and back dropping the keys on my dad's light stand. My mood was sour. I angrily spoke to my boss after he scolded me for breaking his coffee mug. my co-worker and best friend Henriette tried to confront me but I turned her down. it wasn't until lunch break that I explained what happened. "my dad did it again." I started. "what did he do this time". " he seized my car keys". " the one you bought with your own cash?" Rolling my eyes at her. " The one I stole from the national garage. what other car do I have? I mean of all punishment to give, he took my keys." " that explains your lateness". " I am twenty two for f**k sake. He can't ground me anymore, I do the cleaning alone and he couldn't find any other way to punish me but this is way beyond his limit". "chill, he's just trying to keep you in track.I bet Michael had it worse. your brother can't stay still for a minute let alone be grounded for two weeks" shrugging , "he asked for it". After our launch break, we headed out the cafe. Upon opening the door I was greeted with Zayn and a blonde behind him. Now that I think of it, it's been two weeks since I last heard from Zayn. Unanswered phone calls, he's never at his house. Almost like he's been ignoring me. "Hi Zayn" Henriette greeted while I just smiled. He looked shocked to find I and Henriette. "Long time no see boyfriend" I spoke. " Hi Riley. " He responded. the blonde behind him spoke" you know them babe". 'babe'. " Yes babe, you know her?" I asked stretching the babe word while Henriette made the oops sound. " Riley look I can explain. Lizzie is just a friend of mine that I met at the park yesterday". " Friend? Am not an ordinary friend. Am his girlfriend and we've been dating for six months." The blonde said frowning while I kept my smile on my face. "Nice to meet you Lizzie, am his ex girlfriend" I stretched out my hands towards her which she took smiling. Then I step sided them signalling Henriette to keep moving. "Riley wait it's not what you think, I ..." Zayn ran towards me trying to stop me from leaving. "Six months Zayn" I interrupted " six months of lieing to me. Today marks our two years anniversary. We have been dating for two years. Who knows how many other girls you have cheated on me with. Who knows." I sniffed while the blonde gasped when she heard me and I walked away from him. I refuse to let him see me cry. Henriette held my hands as we walked towards our work building and away from him. Behind us, we could hear Lizzie crying and while Zayn tried to hold her she slapped him and ran away from him probably to cry someplace. It serves him right for toying with girls. I couldn't believe that I was blind for two whole years. Who knows when this whole cheating thing started. Back at my workplace, Rity helped me seek permission to take the rest of the week off from my boss. She explained that I was having a terrific day and it could affect my work. She added some extra lies to make it real while I remained in my office having a mental breakdown and crying my eyes out. When I got home from work that day, I was a complete mess. I ignored everyone, including my dad who was trying to get everyone in order. Rita was running round the whole house with chocolate pudding smeared on her clothes and her face while Clara on the house porch chatting whoever. Micheal was in his room playing video games. So much for being grounded. The living room was a mess. The kitchen had chocolate everywhere but I ignored everyone including my dad and made my way to my room. I woke up looking worse than I looked yesterday morning. The only difference was the smeared mascara on my face and the black rimmed red swollen eyes. I made sure to put up a sign on my door and lock it so no one would disturb me this morning. So when I woke up and passed by my dad who already started scolding for ignoring everyone yesterday, he was shocked halfway through his scolding. "Riley?" I ignored him and passed by him to the bathroom. Everyone was at the hallway including the never around Clara. Guess my appearance looked quite appealing to them. I am the bubbling and always happy adult in the house who is always smiling no matter what happens. It's the only expression they ever get to see on me since my mom left us. It was quite shocking to see me looking like a mess. I was the only one around to comfort them, advice them, hold them especially when they had mental breakdown or when they missed my mom. And at this moment, I look worse than a dying person. Well at least that's what I look like after crying again from my workplace throughout the whole night and only had an hour sleep.