Twinsequences (A Twisted Twin Series) (24 page)

My
 sister
 took
 everything
 from
 me,
 without
 any
 regret.
 I
 was
 going
 to
 take
 it
 
all
 back,
 and
 then
 some.
 When
 I
 was
 done
 with
 her,
 she’d
 have
 nothing
 but
 a
 ten-‐by-‐
ten
 padded
 room.
 
 
 
I
 was
 nervous
 to
 tell
 him,
 at
 first,
 but
 when
 my
 plan
 started
 making
 sense,
 he
 
jumped
 on
 board.
 It
 was
 already
 midnight
 and
 we
 had
 a
 long
 drive
 ahead
 of
 us,
 so
 
we
 packed
 up
 as
 much
 as
 we
 could
 and
 headed
 back
 to
 our
 hometown.
 
 
We
 were
 on
 a
 mission
 and
 nothing
 was
 going
 to
 stand
 in
 our
 way.
 We’d
 
waited
 too
 long
 already
 to
 be
 able
 to
 be
 together.
 This
 was
 our
 chance
 to
 take
 back
 
everything
 she’d
 ever
 taken
 from
 us.
 
 
If
 it
 all
 worked
 out,
 we’d
 have
 our
 families
 on
 our
 side
 and
 a
 happily
 ever
 
after.
 
 
Stosh
 held
 my
 hand
 as
 he
 drove.
 We
 talked
 about
 how
 everything
 was
 going
 
to
 play
 out.
 He
 squeezed
 my
 hand
 when
 we
 were
 half
 way
 there.
 “Are
 you
 sure
 you
 
want
 to
 do
 this?
 I
 mean,
 you
 realize
 what
 we’ll
 be
 risking?”
 
“I
 know
 I
 could
 go
 to
 jail,
 if
 that’s
 what
 your
 implying.”
 I
 was
 aware
 that
 what
 
I
 was
 doing
 was
 extremely
 dangerous.
 “She
 took
 my
 life
 Stosh.
 Now,
 I’m
 going
 to
 
take
 hers.”
 
 
 
 
 
Chapter
 15
 
To
 be
 or
 not
 to
 be…me.
 
 
We
 made
 it
 back
 to
 town
 around
 four
 in
 the
 morning.
 After
 stopping
 by
 the
 
house
 that
 he
 shared
 with
 Ivy,
 we
 made
 our
 way
 to
 my
 parent’s
 house.
 We
 were
 
only
 there
 to
 make
 sure
 they
 were
 both
 home.
 In
 order
 for
 our
 plan
 to
 work,
 we
 had
 
to
 move
 while
 nobody
 was
 at
 the
 hospital.
 
 
Once
 we
 knew
 that
 no
 family
 had
 spent
 the
 night,
 we
 headed
 into
 the
 
hospital.
 My
 sister
 would
 be
 under
 a
 watch,
 since
 she’d
 attempted
 to
 commit
 suicide,
 
if
 that’s
 what
 she
 had
 done
 at
 all.
 Either
 way,
 she
 was
 right
 where
 I
 needed
 her
 to
 be.
 
 
Most
 hospitals
 had
 different
 wards
 that
 they
 locked
 down
 after
 visiting
 
hours,
 in
 which
 you
 would
 need
 a
 card
 to
 get
 in.
 That’s
 where
 Stosh
 came
 into
 play.
 
 
 His
 job
 was
 to
 play
 the
 desperate
 husband,
 who
 had
 been
 out
 of
 town
 and
 
just
 found
 out
 about
 his
 wife’s
 situation.
 We
 were
 afraid
 it
 wasn’t
 going
 to
 work
 out,
 
and
 didn’t
 have
 another
 plan
 in
 order
 if
 that
 happened.
 Luckily,
 Stosh
 ended
 up
 
knowing
 the
 nurse,
 so
 he
 was
 able
 to
 slide
 in
 without
 a
 commotion
 being
 caused.
 
Once
 inside,
 he
 sent
 me
 a
 message,
 letting
 me
 know
 he
 was
 in
 the
 room
 and
 she
 was
 
asleep.
 
 
The
 tricky
 part
 was
 to
 get
 me
 in
 the
 room.
 
 
I
 don’t
 know
 what
 made
 him
 think
 of
 it,
 but
 he
 somehow
 chimed
 an
 alarm
 for
 
one
 of
 the
 other
 rooms.
 While
 the
 attending
 nurses
 went
 running,
 he
 came
 and
 
opened
 the
 locked
 door
 to
 let
 me
 in.
 We
 slid
 back
 into
 her
 room,
 without
 anyone
 
even
 noticing.
 
 
My
 sister
 was
 asleep
 and
 strapped
 to
 her
 bed.
 I
 think
 I
 actually
 smiled
 when
 I
 
saw
 her
 like
 that.
 She
 looked
 so
 peaceful,
 and
 in
 that
 position,
 she
 couldn’t
 hurt
 
anyone.
 
There
 was
 never
 a
 doubt
 that
 I
 was
 going
 to
 go
 through
 with
 the
 plan.
 Taking
 
her
 down
 was
 the
 objective,
 and
 no
 matter
 what
 I
 had
 to
 go
 through,
 it
 was
 going
 to
 
happen.
 
 
Stosh
 stood
 back
 and
 let
 me
 approach
 the
 bed.
 He
 shouldn’t
 have
 been
 so
 
trusting
 because
 without
 even
 thinking,
 I
 slapped
 her
 right
 in
 the
 face.
 
Her
 eyes
 shot
 open
 and
 she
 tried
 to
 sit
 up,
 but
 realized
 she
 was
 strapped
 
down.
 When
 she
 tried
 to
 scream,
 I
 put
 my
 hand
 over
 her
 mouth,
 so
 nobody
 could
 
hear.
 Stosh
 pulled
 out
 the
 prescription
 bottle
 of
 sleeping
 pills
 and
 we
 shoved
 a
 few
 
down
 her
 throat,
 forcing
 her
 to
 swallow
 them.
 I
 forced
 a
 washrag
 in
 her
 mouth,
 to
 
prevent
 her
 from
 spitting
 and
 making
 a
 sound.
 
 
Once
 we
 knew
 the
 pills
 had
 dissolved,
 we
 had
 to
 sit
 there
 for
 a
 good
 thirty
 
minutes
 before
 they
 started
 working.
 While
 waiting,
 she
 desperately
 tried
 to
 free
 
herself
 several
 times.
 I
 loved
 seeing
 her
 suffer
 and
 watching
 her
 realize
 that
 her
 
plans
 to
 destroy
 me
 had
 gone
 very
 wrong.
 It
 was
 almost
 better
 than
 sex
 to
 see
 her
 
scared.
 
 This
 was
 the
 pivotal
 moment
 when
 that
 little
 bitch
 realized
 her
 fate.
 
Since
 Stosh
 and
 I
 had
 a
 long
 drive,
 we
 had
 plenty
 of
 time
 to
 get
 our
 plans
 in
 
order.
 We
 were
 going
 to
 set
 off
 the
 fire
 alarm,
 giving
 us
 enough
 time
 to
 make
 the
 
switch.
 He
 hugged
 me
 and
 kissed
 me
 on
 the
 forehead
 while
 my
 sister
 watched
 with
 
wide
 eyes.
 “You
 ready
 for
 this?”
 
I
 looked
 right
 at
 her.
 “Nothing
 is
 going
 to
 stop
 me
 from
 being
 with
 you,
 
Stoshua.
 Never
 again!”
 
Tears
 filled
 her
 eyes
 and
 I
 knew
 I’d
 hit
 a
 nerve.
 I’d
 finally
 discovered
 what
 it
 
felt
 like
 and
 why
 she
 craved
 it.
 I
 felt
 like
 I
 was
 on
 top
 of
 the
 world.
 Revenge
 was
 evil
 
and
 it
 felt
 so
 good.
 
When
 her
 eyes
 started
 getting
 heavy,
 I
 leaned
 over
 close
 to
 her
 ear.
 “Did
 you
 
think
 you’d
 win
 him
 back
 by
 pulling
 this
 stunt?
 You
 really
 think
 I
 was
 just
 going
 to
 
let
 you
 win?”
 I
 ran
 my
 fingers
 over
 her
 lips.
 “My
 lips
 are
 the
 only
 ones
 he’s
 ever
 
going
 to
 kiss.
 It
 will
 be
 me
 he
 comes
 home
 to
 everyday.
 We’re
 going
 to
 be
 so
 happy.”
 
I
 stood
 up
 straight
 at
 looked
 at
 Stosh.
 “Paybacks
 are
 a
 real
 bitch,
 sis.
 You
 always
 said
 
I
 was
 the
 smart
 one.
 You
 never
 should
 have
 messed
 with
 someone
 that
 could
 take
 
you
 down
 a
 million
 times
 over.
 I
 considered
 lots
 of
 ways,
 but
 this
 one
 will
 hurt
 you
 
the
 most.”
 
 
Stosh
 cleared
 his
 throat.
 “I
 could
 never
 hate
 anyone
 the
 way
 I
 hate
 you,
 Ivy.
 I
 
never
 loved
 anyone
 like
 I
 love
 Willow.
 You’ll
 never
 be
 her.
 I
 played
 you,
 like
 you
 
tried
 to
 play
 me.
 You
 led
 me
 right
 to
 her.
 So,
 thanks
 for
 that!”
 He
 patted
 her
 on
 the
 
leg
 and
 winked
 at
 me.
 
I
 felt
 chills
 realizing
 that
 he
 was
 utterly
 and
 completely
 mine.
 We
 just
 had
 to
 
tie
 up
 loose
 ends,
 literally.
 When
 Ivy
 was
 finally
 knocked
 out,
 we
 wasted
 no
 time
 
switching
 our
 clothes.
 Stosh
 would
 have
 only
 a
 certain
 amount
 of
 time
 to
 transport
 
her
 out
 of
 the
 hospital
 without
 someone
 noticing.
 We
 put
 her
 in
 a
 wheelchair,
 with
 
one
 of
 her
 old
 purses
 on
 her
 lap.
 I
 unfastened
 her
 hospital
 band
 and
 attached
 it
 to
 
my
 arm.
 Stosh
 strapped
 me
 into
 the
 bed
 and
 kissed
 me
 passionately.
 Once
 I
 was
 
secure,
 I
 started
 to
 panic.
 “Stosh
 wait!
 You
 wouldn’t
 be
 double
 crossing
 me,
 would
 
you?”
 
I
 would
 just
 die
 if
 he
 left
 me
 there
 to
 rot.
 
He
 shook
 his
 head
 and
 started
 laughing.
 “No,
 Will.
 This
 was
 your
 idea
 
remember?
 If
 you
 want
 to
 back
 out,
 we
 can
 strap
 her
 back
 up
 and
 leave
 right
 now.”
 
I
 laughed
 it
 off.
 “Sorry.
 I
 was
 just
 wondering
 if
 I’d
 just
 ended
 my
 existence.”
 
He
 leaned
 over
 and
 kissed
 me.
 “I
 love
 you.
 This
 is
 going
 to
 work.
 I’ll
 see
 you
 in
 
a
 couple
 of
 hours,
 once
 I
 get
 her
 secured.
 It’s
 going
 to
 be
 a
 long
 day,
 babe.”
 
I
 took
 a
 few
 deep
 breaths
 and
 looked
 over
 at
 my
 sleeping
 sister.
 “I’m
 ready.”
 
He
 kissed
 me
 one
 more
 time
 before
 walking
 out
 of
 the
 room.
 After
 a
 few
 
minutes,
 I
 heard
 the
 alarm
 sounding.
 I
 took
 a
 few
 deep
 breaths
 and
 watched
 him
 
come
 in
 and
 grab
 the
 wheelchair.
 “See
 you
 in
 a
 bit.”
 
He
 walked
 out
 and
 left
 me
 there,
 waiting
 and
 wondering
 if
 we
 were
 going
 to
 
get
 away
 with
 it.
 It
 all
 seems
 easy
 until
 we
 were
 knee
 deep
 in
 it.
 Then
 I
 started
 to
 
wonder
 if
 I
 was
 going
 to
 spend
 the
 rest
 of
 my
 life
 in
 jail
 when
 we’d
 been
 caught.
 I
 
wondered
 if
 Stosh
 would
 be
 arrested
 as
 an
 accomplice.
 I
 could
 have
 a
 child
 in
 jail
 
and
 only
 be
 able
 to
 communicate
 with
 Stosh
 through
 letters.
 
 
Worry
 overwhelmed
 me,
 to
 the
 point
 where
 I
 felt
 sick.
 Of
 course,
 I
 was
 
strapped
 to
 the
 bed,
 unable
 to
 change
 my
 mind
 about
 what
 I
 was
 doing.
 
 
Did
 I
 really
 want
 to,
 though?
 I
 mean,
 this
 was
 what
 had
 to
 happen.
 I
 wanted
 
her
 gone.
 I
 loved
 my
 sister,
 but
 she
 had
 to
 go
 down.
 Maybe,
 I
 too,
 had
 a
 vindictive
 
side.
 
A
 nurse
 came
 in
 and
 I
 heard
 the
 ruckus
 outside
 my
 room
 as
 the
 emergency
 
people
 scrambled
 to
 look
 for
 the
 fire
 or
 what
 had
 caused
 the
 alarm
 to
 go
 off.
 Since
 I
 
couldn’t
 move,
 I
 didn’t
 know
 Stosh
 had
 made
 it
 out
 without
 being
 detected.