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at all, you ungrateful jealous bitch!”
    “Jealous?” Jamie spat back, not believing her sister thought she was jealous.
    “Of my husband!” Christine poked at her own chest. “You wish you were still with him!”
    “No, I fucking don’t.” She shook her head. “Never in a million years.”
    Christine was no longer listening. “I never even wanted you in the wedding party to begin with, especially when it's so clear you don't even love me enough to fix that stupid weight problem of yours. Is it really too much to ask that you stop hoarding for the apocalypse in your damn body? Honestly, Jamie, why would I want a blubbering whale like you ruining my wedding photos?"
    “You are such a bitch!” Tears stung Jamie's eyes as she got up.
    “Get out!” Christine screamed.
    "I’m glad I don't have to deal with your wedding shit anymore, Christine," Jamie said quietly. "You and Stephen really deserve each other. You have no idea." She stomped to the door and slammed it to Christine yelling more profanities at her.
     
     
     

Chapter 6
     
     
    Jamie waited until she got into her car before she allowed the tears to fall. She hadn’t meant to yell at her sister like that. Everything had just boiled up and up and finally over. It was like Christine’s mission in life was to make her big sister feel like she was nothing. She had been trying to lose weight and it was working. She had a whole new wardrobe to prove it! She was in no way jealous of Christine marrying Stephen. Or maybe she was. Not of Stephen, but the fact her younger sister was getting married before her. “The marriage won’t last, anyways,” she told herself, and then felt like crap for trying to condemn it before they’d even said ‘I do’.
    As much as Christine's comments hurt, though, she had to admit the sense of relief lifting off her chest couldn’t be missed. She was tired of being spread thin by Christine's crises and work and the passive aggressive comments about her weight. She didn't even want to think about the wrath she'd have to face from her mother, but suddenly Jamie finally felt like she could breathe for the first time since Christine and Stephen announced their engagement.
    She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and started the car. She suddenly had the day free and if she sat crying in her car, she was bound to run into her mom or Stephen. She didn’t want to deal with any of them right now.
    On the way home she heard her phone ring and she checked the caller ID. It was her mother already.
    She quickly pressed ignore. No doubt Christine had already told her everything by now and Jamie was not going to listen to her mother rant about how Jamie was such a disappointment, or how she should have just gotten an abortion that first time around but Jamie’s father had convinced her mom to keep the baby. She was not a mistake and no one was going to tell her otherwise today.
    She threw her phone into the back seat of the car and did a quick U-turn away from home. The waterworks falling from her eyes wouldn’t stop. She couldn’t go home. Alex would be there, and she didn't want to run into him when she was so upset. He’d judge her like her own damn family did.
    Opening the car window, she let the wind dry her tears. She had planned on helping Christine all day, and had no work to do for Alex at the moment. She had free time and damn if she was going to use it crying over anyone—least of all, herself.
    She went to a tiny hole-in-the-wall cafe that had picturesque decorations and displays of beautiful baked goods. She ordered a vegetable omelet and a coffee before sitting down at a light brown table in the back of the restaurant. She was the only patron in there, which was fine by her. She wanted some peace and quiet while she mulled things over.
    First thing she warned her brain was that it wasn’t allowed to think about Christine, feel bad, and then call and apologize. She had to grow a backbone sometime. She wouldn’t