RAISED ON IT

At how harsh Solo was to her, Hestia felt her blue eyes welling with tears. "What the fuck would you know Hestia..." She closed her eyes and shook her head, but she couldn't talk. If she did, she would have told Solo why she was acting like a horrible sister. "It's not like your ever around anymore! You keep fucking off and leaving us. We may rag on you but your still our sister not like you act like it. Have you ever even hung out with Arisu? Do you even know her? Why the fuck should I trust you with keeping her safe?" Tears rushed down Hestia's face, and she opened her eyes, managing to speak. "I only act like I'm not related to you because.....I feel like you hate me. All of you. You always treat me awful, just because I'm not russet, or red, and because I look different. So, there's why I act like a bad sister. Do you blame me, Solo?"

Without waiting for an answer, the black and white female shook her head. "You know what, don't answer that. Just leave me alone." With that, she glanced at Arisu, then turned away and whipped in the opposite direction.

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