The Twins

Chapter Seven: We are Heretics

Two days. That's all the time I had at a normal life until our parents arrive Natalie thought idly. Two more days and our lives would change, for good or bad I couldn't know for sure. But to hope on everything dead that it would change for the better. We were in a sense of calm. It wasn't going to last, that much I knew. I couldn't wait until they were dealt with that way we could go find this Lewis figure. He sounds scary enough, but If he changed as much as the journal says, maybe things could get good for us too. Once again hoped on something, anything really, that we will be ok. I haven't said anything yet but Kate seems different, off. I won't say anything to her, hopefully she'll tell me when she's ready but I don't know yet. Maybe I will have to ask. Who knows? I stand up from where we were sitting in the kitchen, after taking in all that information on Lewis my mind wants to shut off in a way. Apparently he let his vampire side take control and he snapped turning his humanity off, whatever that means, I personally think it means he cut all emotional ties but I could be wrong. Kate says maybe he just had to much emotion to handle. I think she is sympathetic for him, which is weird. She's never been sympathetic before, she's always held her head high and showed others how to fix what she should feel sympathy for. She was always like that. While I was the one to feel for them, feel their pain, their agony. It always hurt me personally when someone was in pain. It was a bit annoying if I was being honest with myself. But I had to be the sympathetic one. Kate couldn't be, it just wasn't who she was. And that didn't make her wrong, she just worked different than others. Right now I didn't feel any sympathy for this man we read about. He seemed scary and unapologetic about what he did. But I won't judge, every villain was once broken and frail, villains aren't born, they're created. Maybe he was forced to be this way. What if he went through what we did? What if he's like me,and looses control? Am I gonna do that? Am I gonna become so mean and cruel I won't see my own face I the mirror when I look? Will I be able to cope if so? I hope so. I guess only time will tell. I walk to the fridge lost in thought. What if I did turn out like that, would Kate still love me? Grabbing the jar of blood, I pour myself some, noticing there's about the same amount as last night I ask "Kate have you eaten yet?" She grimaces. What was that look? "Are we hiding things now?" I ask unapologetically. "I fed on the lady at the store. I didn't think it was worth mentioning." Not worth mentioning? She fed on a human with out me there, what if she had lost control and become a ripper like the ones we had been warned about from the Willis's, "that could've been dangerous Kate." I say semi sternly, she may be my sister but I like to think we take care of each other. "Well it wasn't now was it?" She questions. What's up with her? She seems as if she doesn't even care if she had killed someone. "Kate..." I reach out for her hand. She stands up hurriedly "I didn't hurt her. It's fine. I'll feed when I'm hungry. I healed her and compelled her. We are fine Natalie." She rushed through the sentence like it was forced. It's like she doesn't care about what I think anymore. She's not going to tell me. "What did u do?" I ask hoping she will answer. "It doesn't matter. I don't regret a thing." Kate mumbles in response. Wow. Regret always fell hard on her shoulders and now she acts as if its nothing. What if- no, I won't let myself think that of my sister. But what if, just what if she did what Lewis did. Could she have shut it off? Could she have fallen so low, and I didn't even see it? My own sister, could I have not noticed she was in pain? Have I been neglecting her? "You did what he did, didn't you?" I blurt out before I can stop the words from flowing out of my mouth like a hurricane headed at her with high speeds. "And if I did? Would you look at me differently sister? I don't look at you differently when you lose control." She snips. Unshed tears threaten to fall from my face, how could she use that? She definitely confirmed my theory, she shut it off. Did I do this? Did I ignore my sister to the point where she felt no other option? "This is my fault. I should have noticed you weren't ok. I let you do this. Is this because of Sophie?" I asked. "It's because of Niko, don't remind me again or I'll cut your tongue out from your mouth Natalie." She states clear as day. My own sister ready to rip it from my throat. The tears finally falling, knowing I won't find comfort In my once caring sister I go upstairs to cry into my pillow.