The Rodgers Twins.

•How It Began•

I try to open my eyes, but they refuse to obey my commands. I try to remember what happened but I can't. For five years old I was surprisingly calm in this situation.

"Raven!" I call out, an unnerving silence responds . "Rae," I say again now feeling around for my twin sister. People often say for twins we look nothing alike I have blonde hair and blue eye's. She has black hair and green eye's but if you look hard enough you can see the relation. I move my hand over the seat till I hit something, my hand instantly is covered in a sticky substance, I wipe my hands on my dress mom is gonna kill me, I probably just ruined my new white dress, I think. I move my hand back to the object. "Raven, is that you?" I say, I have now had enough time to process things causing fear to form a lump in my throat. I start to hear sirens heading our way, that calms me a bit. Tired of not being able to see I wipe the back of my hands on my eye's; instantly I wish I hadn't.

My sister lies next go me a gash across her forehead, covering her face in blood. Both of us still strapped into our car seats. Mommy sits in front, her head on the steering wheel, how I didn't see the stream of red dripping down, I don't know, but I will continuously see it in my nightmares for the rest of my life.

"Momma? What happened momma? " she doesn't respond, I remember what had happened, "That was big semi truck momma." More silence but my sister stirs a bit. I unbuckle and reach for my mothers shoulder when I touch her, her body rolls back in to the seat and her lifeless eyes stare up at me.

"Momma!" I scream, I hear doors shut and shouting all around a man appears at my door and opens it. Scared I hit him in the face red smears across his cheek, another man is unbuckling Raven and puts her onto a bed with wheels, I scream at him "LET HER GO, LET HER GO!" Gripping the sides of my seat tightly.

The man at my door tells me its going to be ok, and that they are going to make her better, I take deep breaths which are occasionally interrupted by the left-overs of my sobs I let him lift me up and carry me to another bed with wheels all the way he is talking to me, "its all going to be okay, your going to be fine, were going to help your sister and make her all better; ok!" His soothing voice calmed me. We rode in the same ambulance as Raven. All the way there I sat on the mans lap staring at my sister I didn't even think about the fact that I could no longer feel my legs.

"Hey Clint, " says the woman driving the ambulance, she looks like my momma a bit, that though brings fresh tears to my eyes, "what's your assessment on the injuries of the blond" the lady finishes

"I was waiting till I could get her to calm down so no unnecessary injuries could happen." He replied. I turn around and look at him noticing he still has blood smeared on his face "where is my momma?" I ask, "poor thing " said the driver quietly, the man named Clint clears his throat and places me on the gurney facing him, "does any where hurt?" He says looking at my arms and legs for visible wounds, I shake my head, "is Raven gonna be okay?" I ask,

"she should be fine," Says the man behind me patching up my sisters wound,

Clint looks at me and says "what's your name sweetheart?"

"Colombia," I say "but my friends call me Bia, and your my friend now." I say with a cheesy smile

"Well my name is Clint, and were going to play a game ok?"

"Ok!" I say

"Now Bia, can you wiggle your fingers?" We spent an unnecessarily long time wiggling fingers, "how about your elbows " he looked at my arms putting on a bandage on a cut over my triceps, then he took off my shoes "how about your toes? Lets wiggle your toes" he said with a smile. I shook my head, he gave me a confused look, "I cant feel my legs" I said as if it was the most natural thing, "what did you say, sweetheart? " he asked with a concerned look on his face, worried I had said something wrong I quickly replied "nothing " looking down at my hands in my lap, the blood had dried leaving a permanent red stain on my new dress, "can you wiggle your toes please " he tried again. Boldly I said "I cant! They wont move!"

"How about kick your legs?" He tried

"They wont listen to me." I say

"Can you turn around?" He said

"Yep! " I twisted my self around a couple of times to show off my mobility ending with a big grin

He gave me a smile. We had arrived at the hospital and they were taking us out of the vehicle into the hospital they were talking a lot of stuff I couldn't understand, "stitches for the raven girl. Undergo procedure for the blonde." They put me down on the bed and put a mask on my face, Clint leaned over me and said these people are gonna take care of you now, okay Colombia? " I nodded my head, " he smiled and said "good girl" and kissed my forehead, then left. My eyes started to blur and I got really tired and slipped into a deep sleep.

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They wheeled me out of the hospital, in my new wheelchair - it was pink!- a nurse holding my sisters hand we met a woman who they said was going to take care of us because momma had gone to heaven, neither me or Raven liked the idea of her she had protruding cheekbones and when she smiled she looked like a shark, the nurse was talking to the lady "anxiety has caused her partial paralysis, she has some movement, but not enough to walk. " after that I couldn't understand much, the lady took us in her car which was a white van, after a long ride we got to a large old building that I would learn to hate she took us through the doors, they slammed behind me forever sealing my fate, the woman turned to us

"Ladies, welcome to the red room."
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