Margot: A Fictional Narrative
I turn to face Margot, my face red with anger. “I’m the vulture? You're the one who’s being an unfeeling, selfish jerk! You left him! You! He is not your property, he is his own person. I finally find someone who makes me happy, and you make me feel like a villain! A good sister would be happy for me! Why can't you just let go of your bitterness, and just support me for once!” I whip my head around and grab Josh’s hand. “Josh is my boyfriend now, and you’re just going to have to deal with it.” I stomp off to nowhere in particular and drag Josh with me.
I don't know what I’ll do when I come home, but I don’t care about that right now. I stood up to Margot, I have Josh, and I’m finally living my own life for me.