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Kimora's POV

"JUST FUCK OFF." I shout then I slam the door shut, get on my motorcycle, and leave my home.

Once I leave my home, I drive around Manchester while thinking about my recent life.

It's February now and the last couple months haven't been so good.

My nightmares are back, I'm unusually angry, I'm getting drunk almost nightly, I'm a bad girlfriend, I'm a bad sister, and I have crippling anxiety and panic attacks.

I also think Jackie's gonna leave me.

Fuck my life.

"Here's good." I mumble when I reach a park after driving around for two hours.

After I park, I get off my bike, turn off my bike, take off my helmet, then I sit down on a bench and lookout at Manchester while thinking about everything. 

What feels like a few hours later I hear a car door open and close then I hear footsteps

"How'd you find me?" I ask as I look out at Manchester.

"We're twins dumbass." Kyra says as she sits with me. "I'd come here too."

I take a deep breath then my twin wraps her arms around me.

"Why we're we left alive?" I ask. "Why couldn't we have been killed too?"

"I don't know MoMo." Kyra says. "I ask myself that a lot."

"I hate this time of year." I mumble.

Kyra and I's Mom's we're murdered on February 7, 2014.

"I do too." Kyra says. "So how drunk are you?"

"Too drunk to drive." I mumble then I rest my head on Kyra's shoulder. "I'm an idiot."

"For driving drunk, yes." Kyra says. "For being upset, no."

"Alcohol sucks." I mumble making Kyra laugh.

"Yes it does MoMo." Kyra says. "How many times have you puked?"

"None yet." I say.

"Well that's good." Kyra says.

"Jackie's pissed right?" I ask

"She's very scared actually." Kyra says.

"Oh."

"MoMo all she wants is for you to come safe and sound." My twin says. "We all just want you back home."

"Can I throw up real quick?" I ask

"Yep." Kyra says then she holds my hair up as I puke into the trash can next to us.

When I get done puking, Kyra hands me an old rag she brought and some water so I wash and clean out my mouth.

Once my mouth is clean and the rag is thrown away, my twin hands me my helmet then we both get on the bike.

"Do you know how to drive this?" I ask as we both put on our helmets.

I guess Kyra brought hers.

"You taught me how to ride it." Kyra says. "You must really be fucked up."

"You've got no idea." I mumble then I wrap my arms around my twin and rest my head on her back.

Moments later Kyra starts up the bike so I relax and enjoy the ride.

A long ass time later we pull up to the house then I hear a voice I'm not ready for.

"KIMORA." My girlfriend shouts so I close my eyes.