There was a lot of thoughts running through my mind right now. Including the thought of her leaving me. I was scared that she was going to let me go and walk out of the house and I was never going to see her again because she was scared to be with me. She did pull away only to kiss me. My heart was fluttering and my mind grew quiet. This girl was taking my breath away and I was loving it.
She pulled away and sighed, “I’m shocked that this happened but then again, I know that it was your head…baby what happened?” She asked taking a step back. I would of too if I found out that my best friend, my boyfriend killed their sibling. But, she was right, I was handicapped but I should answer to my consequences. So, I grabbed her hand and I took her over to my bed and we sat down and I told her what had happened. She didn’t sit close to me as I told her and when I was finished, she looked down to her hands, fiddling with the hem of her beautiful black dress.
“Well,” She said with a light chuckle, “I know never to make you mad,” She told me. That got a smile on my face. I grabbed her hand and gently kissed the top of it.
“I will do anything for you my love,” I told her. Calling her my love made butterflies erupted in my stomach and it felt amazing. I wanted to change for her. I don’t know what happened to help me suddenly fall for her but I guess I was actually blinded and never really let it sync into my heart until now. I was happy, for once in my life I was freaking happy.
“Then you will kiss me?” She asked gently. I smiled at her request and cupped her cheek and kissed her, feeling sparks inside of me. Her lips so bug and soft, moving in sync with mine. They felt so perfect when I kissed her, feeling amazing. I pulled away and held her gauze with her beautiful eyes and smiled brightly at her.
“How was that?” I asked her. She showed me this funny grin and she put her hand on top of mine.
“Perfect,” She whispered. I smiled and pecked her lips and I held her hand as I came down the stairs and found Zacky not there. I sighed, asking her to meet us in the car and she left, me watching her perfect body walk down the side walk and came back inside, listening for him.
I heard sniffling coming from upstairs and I came up slowly, hearing him crying in his room with the door cracked open just a little bit. I came and gently knocked on it and the door squeaked it’s way open and saw Zacky on his bed with some photos on his bed. He was holding one in his hand, my mom and us in her arms as well as Jimmy. I looked at Zacky, his finger gently going over my baby sister.
“Zacky?” I whispered his name and came inside and he looked at me and quickly put the pictures away, wiping his tears away, “Are you ok?” I asked him. He looked to me, all dressed in black and I felt myself smile at how he looked. His gorgeous green eyes that were now sad and red and his beautiful face had tears streaming down. I never saw him like this and seeing him like this made me want to cry.
“Just…I’ll be down in a minuet,” He said
“B-”
“Go Wes,” He said sternly. I actually got scared from his tone that he was using with me. I never heard him so stricked before and now, I didn’t know what to do. But I left him alone and went down to the car with my hands shoved into my pockets and went into the back seat with my girlfriend.
“You alright?” She asked me. I looked to her and gave her a smile.
“Yeah babe, I’m alright,” I told her. I came and pulled her close to me and kissed the top of her head. I was happy to be with her but when I finally realized where we were going, my heart dropped. We were going to go to my twins funeral and I was going to see my family. I already knew what was going to happen, they were going to hate me for life. My baby brother was going to hit me countless times and tell me how much he hated me. My mom was going to cry her eyes out while my dad would hold her and tell her how everything was going to be alright while he glared at me.
“Baby, it’s going to be alright,” I jumped when I heard Brook saying things beside me. I nodded, looking ahead of me and saw that Zacky was driving and we were already on our way.
“I know,” I said gently, “Thanks,” I gave her a small kiss and she put her head on my shoulder, the voices starting up again which made me swear. I held her hand tight, just hoping I wouldn’t have a panic attack at the funeral.
When we got there, I didn’t move. Zacky moved from the car quickly leaving me and my girl sitting there in the car, me not wanting to go anywhere at all. My girl held my hand though, kept telling me that everything was going to be alright and that I was going to make it. But, I couldn’t think I would. I was going to die along with my sister.
“Ill be with you baby,” Brook told me, her thumb rubbing on my hand. I felt myself smile and nodded, kissing her cheek. We came out and crossed the street to the graveyard and my heart started to pound, the voices growing. I groaned, holding onto Brook’s hand even tighter, I didn’t wan this to happen. I was sick and tired of these voices, I was already depressed enough, I didn’t need them to help.
I came up to the crowd of people, seeing my baby brother looking down to the casket, seeing anger plastered on his face. My father standing behind him, his hand coming and clasping onto his shoulder. I couldn’t go near them, I didn’t want to, I didn’t even want them to know that I was here. I thought it would be best that they knew that I wasn’t here.
“I don’t want them to know I’m here,” I told Brook. She nodded, grabbing my hand and taking me to the back of the fields. She told me that she needed to go and call her parents and I gave her a gentle kiss and she left to the side of the street and I stood there, my hands in my pockets, my vision up at the casket.
The voices telling me what happened ,telling me what I did. They were acting it out right in front of me, laughing at me. I shook my head from the thoughts and quickly looked away towards a big oak tree. I saw two people standing there, one was a little bit taller then the other. I squinted my eyes to look closer and saw that one person was Zacky.
I saw him put his hand on her cheek, them putting their foreheads together, a smile on the girls face. My mother’s face. I was really confused on why Zacky was touching my mothers cheek like that, why they were so close. But the closer they got, the more sick I felt. Then, I saw Zacky kiss her. My mother. I looked over to my dad and saw him standing there with Alex, holding him from behind and then looked back to the tree seeing Zacky and my mother kissing.
I felt a wave of nausea hit me as I watched this. Why was my mom kissing Zacky?! I heard the voices all agreeing with me, they were freaking out, telling me that my mother was a fake, that in return I was a fake. I growled and looked to my dad and saw that they were gone. My mom pulled away from Zacky and they hugged one another and she left.
I looked there, blinking. I really wished that I had never saw this but, yet again, there was something up. There was something not right at all and I just hoped that I could find it out.
“Alright,” I heard Brook say beside me, “I’m back,” I didn’t look at her, all I know was that I was getting very upset about this. I just saw my mother kiss my…whoever he was. I don’t even think he was my uncle. I was getting angry. I didn’t want to be angry but the words to kill Zacky because very clear to me. I knew that deep down I didn’t want to but my flesh was over taking my body.
My next victim tonight.
Zacky.