Twinsequences (A Twisted Twin Series) (39 page)

“You’re
 wrong!
 I
 cared.
 I
 would
 have
 done
 anything
 for
 you.”
 
She
 pushed
 me,
 sending
 me
 falling
 to
 the
 floor.
 “I
 didn’t
 want
 your
 fucking
 
sympathy.
 You
 will
 never
 understand,
 because
 you
 had
 everything
 I
 wanted.
 They
 
were
 so
 proud
 of
 you.
 Their
 sweet
 Willow
 got
 the
 good
 grades.
 She
 made
 the
 right
 
decisions.
 She
 fell
 for
 the
 good
 guy.
 I’M
 SICK
 OF
 IT!
 They
 worshipped
 you
 while
 
ignoring
 me.
 I
 hate
 them!”
 
“That
 isn’t
 true,
 Ivy.
 They
 love
 you.
 We
 all
 did.”
 
She
 held
 up
 her
 hand.
 “Just
 stop,
 Willow.
 I’m
 done
 feeling
 like
 I
 will
 never
 be
 
worthy.
 I’ve
 spent
 too
 much
 time
 planning
 this
 all
 out
 to
 back
 down
 now.
 I
 want
 to
 
be
 happy
 and
 the
 only
 way
 that
 will
 happen
 is
 if
 they’re
 out
 of
 my
 life
 for
 good.”
 
“Murdering
 your
 family
 isn’t
 going
 to
 make
 you
 feel
 better.”
 
“Awe,
 do
 you
 think
 I
 care
 what
 you
 think
 of
 me
 or
 how
 you
 think
 I’ll
 feel?
 I
 
don’t!”
 
“Where
 are
 they?”
 If
 I
 was
 going
 to
 die,
 I
 wanted
 them
 to
 know
 that
 I
 loved
 
them.
 It
 didn’t
 matter
 if
 they
 thought
 I
 was
 the
 traitor
 in
 the
 family.
 Nothing
 
mattered
 when
 it
 came
 to
 being
 able
 to
 say
 goodbye
 when
 in
 this
 extreme
 of
 a
 
situation.
 
I
 was
 already
 crying,
 in
 fear
 of
 my
 fate.
 Stosh
 was
 never
 going
 to
 know
 I
 was
 
gone
 until
 the
 morning.
 He’d
 never
 get
 to
 say
 goodbye
 to
 me,
 or
 share
 in
 the
 birth
 of
 
our
 baby.
 
 
No,
 this
 drastic
 move
 had
 sealed
 my
 fate.
 I
 could
 feel
 it
 in
 my
 bones.
 I
 wasn’t
 
getting
 out
 the
 house
 alive
 and
 neither
 were
 my
 parents.
 
She
 turned
 her
 head
 and
 let
 out
 this
 evil
 kind
 of
 laugh.
 “You
 want
 to
 say
 
goodbye,
 don’t
 you?”
 
There
 was
 no
 love
 in
 my
 sister’s
 eyes.
 She
 lost
 all
 of
 her
 morality.
 It
 was
 
replaced
 with
 shear
 hate
 and
 nothing
 I
 could
 say
 or
 do
 was
 going
 to
 change
 that.
 
“Please.”
 
She
 pointed
 toward
 me
 and
 looked
 over
 at
 her
 boyfriend.
 “Take
 her
 ass
 
upstairs
 with
 them.
 Make
 sure
 you
 watch
 her.
 She’s
 sneaky.”
 
He
 grabbed
 my
 arm
 and
 pulled
 me
 to
 stand
 up.
 “Let’s
 go!”
 
My
 sister
 was
 talking
 to
 someone
 as
 I
 was
 pulled
 up
 the
 steps.
 I
 couldn’t
 hear
 
what
 she
 was
 saying,
 and
 I
 really
 didn’t
 care.
 I
 wanted
 to
 think
 that
 I
 was
 going
 to
 
make
 it
 out
 alive
 and
 somehow
 save
 my
 parents,
 but
 it
 wasn’t
 going
 as
 planned.
 Rafe
 
was
 a
 big,
 muscular
 guy,
 plus
 he
 had
 a
 gun
 pointed
 at
 me.
 Running
 would
 end
 my
 life
 
sooner.
 
 
I
 saw
 my
 parents
 sitting
 on
 their
 bed.
 They
 were
 tied
 together
 and
 had
 duct
 
tape
 over
 their
 mouths.
 I
 ran
 toward
 them,
 forgetting
 about
 the
 guy
 that
 was
 holding
 
me.
 He
 didn’t
 try
 to
 pull
 me
 away
 as
 I
 freed
 myself
 from
 his
 grasp.
 
 
My
 parents
 couldn’t
 say
 anything,
 but
 I
 ran
 over
 and
 wrapped
 my
 arms
 
around
 both
 of
 them.
 They
 leaned
 their
 heads
 on
 me
 and
 I
 knew
 that
 they
 had
 
figured
 out
 what
 was
 going
 on.
 “I
 love
 you
 both!
 We’re
 going
 to
 be
 fine.”
 I
 lied.
 
Rafe
 got
 close.
 “Sit
 down
 and
 shut
 up!”
 
I
 backed
 myself
 further
 onto
 my
 parent’s
 bed.
 “Please,
 Rafe.
 Don’t
 be
 a
 part
 of
 
this.
 You
 don’t
 have
 to
 do
 this.
 Ivy
 is
 sick.
 She
 needs
 help.
 You
 don’t
 want
 to
 kill
 …”
 
He
 slapped
 me
 right
 across
 the
 face
 with
 the
 back
 of
 his
 hand.
 “I
 said
 shut
 the
 
fuck
 up!”
 
I
 pulled
 my
 knees
 up
 to
 my
 chest
 and
 cried
 on
 the
 bed,
 while
 my
 parents
 
watched.
 They
 were
 just
 as
 afraid
 as
 I
 was
 and
 we
 needed
 to
 be.
 I
 saw
 Ivy
 walk
 into
 
the
 room
 with
 the
 diary
 in
 her
 hand.
 She
 threw
 it
 right
 at
 me,
 hitting
 me
 on
 my
 ear.
 
The
 pain
 was
 immediate.
 “How
 did
 you
 get
 this?”
 
Stosh
 was
 the
 last
 person
 to
 have
 the
 diary.
 Had
 she
 called
 him?
 
 
Oh
 my
 God,
 were
 they
 in
 this
 scheme
 together
 this
 whole
 time?
 Had
 this
 all
 
been
 some
 master
 plan?
 Was
 he
 on
 her
 side
 this
 entire
 time?
 
I
 couldn’t
 help
 but
 fear
 that
 was
 the
 truth.
 
“Tell
 me
 how
 you
 got
 this?”
 She
 walked
 closer
 to
 the
 bed
 and
 pointed
 at
 the
 
book.
 
“I
 found
 it!”
 
She
 slapped
 me
 again.
 “Liar!”
 
“You
 know
 where
 I
 got
 it!”
 I
 sat
 up
 and
 looked
 right
 at
 her.
 At
 that
 point
 I
 had
 
no
 idea
 how
 the
 diary
 got
 into
 her
 hands.
 If
 I
 was
 going
 to
 die,
 I
 was
 going
 to
 fight.
 
She
 seemed
 shocked
 that
 I
 would
 get
 smart
 with
 her.
 “Who
 else
 has
 seen
 
this?”
 
I
 started
 laughing
 and
 crossed
 my
 hands
 over
 my
 chest.
 “Enough
 people
 to
 
make
 sure
 you’re
 put
 away
 for
 whatever
 happens
 here
 tonight.”
 
She
 grabbed
 the
 book
 and
 chucked
 it
 against
 the
 wall,
 screaming
 at
 the
 top
 of
 
her
 lungs.
 With
 no
 regard
 for
 her
 losing
 control,
 she
 ripped
 the
 gun
 away
 from
 Rafe
 
and
 put
 it
 against
 my
 temple.
 “You
 ruined
 my
 life!”
 
I
 closed
 my
 eyes
 and
 prepared
 myself
 for
 my
 fate.
 It
 would
 be
 a
 lie
 if
 I
 said
 I
 
wasn’t
 petrified.
 There
 was
 so
 much
 that
 I
 needed
 to
 say
 and
 no
 time
 left
 to
 be
 able
 
to
 do
 it.
 
 
 
 
 
Chapter
 25
 
Open
 your
 eyes.
 
 
When
 you
 feel
 your
 life
 flashing
 before
 your
 eyes,
 a
 million
 thoughts
 begin
 to
 
run
 through
 your
 head.
 I
 found
 myself
 wondering
 if
 I
 was
 going
 to
 feel
 the
 bullet
 as
 
it
 plummeted
 through
 my
 skull.
 I
 thought
 about
 how
 they
 would
 find
 my
 body
 and
 
what
 excuse
 my
 sister
 was
 going
 to
 use
 to
 blame
 everything
 on
 me.
 
 
Mostly,
 I
 wondered
 about
 Stosh.
 For
 a
 second
 I
 wondered
 if
 he
 was
 involved
 
somehow,
 but
 then
 I
 thought
 about
 our
 baby,
 the
 one
 that
 would
 never
 get
 to
 be
 
born.
 Stosh
 was
 never
 going
 to
 know
 them
 and
 his
 dreams
 of
 being
 a
 father
 would
 
be
 gone
 again.
 
 
The
 gun
 was
 pushing
 into
 my
 skin
 and
 without
 regret,
 I
 screamed,
 “I’m
 
pregnant!”
 
When
 the
 pressure
 of
 the
 gun
 disappeared,
 I
 opened
 my
 eyes
 and
 saw
 my
 
sister
 staring
 at
 me.
 She
 had
 it
 pointed
 at
 my
 face.
 I
 held
 my
 hands
 in
 the
 air.
 “You’re
 
lying!”
 
I
 shook
 my
 head.
 “I’m
 not!
 I
 swear!”
 
She
 stared
 at
 me
 like
 she
 was
 looking
 into
 my
 soul.
 I
 could
 see
 how
 broken
 
she
 was
 inside.
 This
 wasn’t
 the
 little
 girl
 that
 I
 played
 with
 and
 shared
 my
 heart
 with
 
as
 a
 child.
 My
 sister
 was
 broken.
 She’d
 lost
 her
 mind
 as
 a
 result
 of
 jealous
 rage.
 That
 
little
 girl
 was
 gone
 forever.
 
She
 put
 down
 the
 gun
 and
 looked
 over
 at
 her
 boyfriend.
 “Go
 to
 the
 store
 and
 
buy
 a
 test.”
 
“It’s
 the
 middle
 of
 the
 night!”
 He
 argued.
 
“I
 don’t
 give
 a
 shit!
 If
 this
 bitch
 is
 telling
 the
 truth,
 I
 need
 to
 know.”
 
The
 truth
 was
 that
 I’d
 rather
 die
 than
 give
 her
 my
 baby.
 Telling
 her
 my
 most
 
precious
 news
 was
 only
 to
 buy
 me
 enough
 time
 to
 save
 my
 family.
 I
 was
 desperate
 
and
 grasping
 at
 whatever
 I
 could.
 
 
“I’m
 not
 lying.
 I
 wasn’t
 going
 to
 keep
 the
 baby,
 at
 first,
 so
 I
 didn’t
 tell
 anyone.”
 
She
 tapped
 the
 gun
 on
 the
 top
 of
 her
 head
 and
 paced
 around
 the
 room.
 “Who
 
is
 the
 father?”
 
“You
 know
 the
 answer
 to
 that,
 since
 you
 planned
 to
 get
 me
 pregnant
 so
 you
 
could
 steal
 my
 baby.
 Did
 you
 really
 think
 Stosh
 would
 let
 you
 do
 that?”
 
“I
 don’t
 give
 a
 damn
 what
 Stosh
 was
 going
 to
 do.
 He
 was
 just
 part
 of
 the
 plan
 
that
 you
 messed
 up
 for
 me.
 That’s
 what
 you
 do,
 though.
 You
 mess
 up
 everything
 and
 
come
 out
 smelling
 like
 roses.”
 I
 tried
 to
 stand
 up,
 but
 she
 pointed
 the
 weapon
 at
 me
 
again.
 “Don’t
 even
 try
 it!
 Stay
 down.”
 
“You
 won’t
 hurt
 the
 baby.
 I
 know
 you
 won’t!”
 I
 was
 so
 afraid
 of
 her,
 but
 
admitting
 that
 would
 only
 make
 her
 happy.
 
 
She
 was
 looking
 over
 at
 my
 parents
 and
 then
 back
 to
 me.
 “Take
 her
 to
 the
 car
 
and
 wait
 for
 me
 there.”
 
Rafe
 grabbed
 me
 by
 my
 arm
 and
 started
 pulling
 me
 out
 of
 the
 room.
 “Wait!
 
What
 about
 them?
 Ivy,
 please
 don’t
 hurt
 them.
 They
 love
 you.”
 
“Save
 it
 for
 someone
 who
 cares.
 They
 lost
 the
 chance
 to
 be
 my
 parents.”
 
I
 tried
 to
 pull
 my
 way
 out
 of
 Rafe’s
 hold,
 but
 it
 only
 sent
 me
 falling
 to
 the
 
floor.
 He
 pulled
 my
 hair
 and
 got
 me
 standing
 back
 up
 as
 he
 pulled
 me
 down
 the
 
stairs.
 
 
None
 of
 the
 screaming
 or
 crying
 was
 getting
 me
 any
 pity
 from
 my
 sister’s
 
partner
 in
 crime.