The airplane was ready for takeoff. Sindy carefully slid the handle of her tiny suitcase down and picked it up to stuff it into the overhead compartment right above the seat she found a strange yet popular celebrity sitting on. He was her idol on screen. But she wasn't sure how he was in real life. And so he was a complete stranger to her despite her knowing all about him.
Dan, her brother, was two seats ahead of her in a different row in the middle aisle. A seat behind him, nearer to Sindy, was Ebby getting ready to sit on her spot. Ebby was her husband's sister. Behind Sindy was her husband, Stone. Looking at her from time to time while putting a duffle bag and a shoulder bag in the overhead compartment.
She was getting ready to make her way toward her window seat just one seat away from Allen, the celebrity she had admired from behind the computer screen for quite some time when a wave of emotions hit her and passed through her abdomen. Call it a gut feeling, instincts, intuition, or empath intuition, she felt it so strongly that it almost made her take a step back. She blamed it on the anxiety and nervousness around Allen as she had been suppressing it far too long but it was too powerful to mistake. It was a strange feeling, these emotions were so familiar and yet quite foreign. As if they belonged to someone else around her.
She looked up to find a woman her age staring at her. Her skin was a shade of caramel, far different from Sindy's pale and porcelain face showing blue veins underneath. Her dark nightshade eyes met Sindy's light glassy blue eyes. Her gaze grew intent and drew Sindy's attention to the point of holding eye contact. Sindy recognized every emotion in her eyes that made them grow pink and dewy. Sindy felt more emotions rising from the pit of her stomach into her chest. Some were warm and fuzzy like familiarity, belonging, love, connection, and overwhelming yet tiny swirly and ticklish bits of excitement originating in the sides of her belly and extending into the warm core of it. Some others were depressing and sad like loneliness, longing, and the inability to reach the fulfillment of some long-repressed soul-stirring desire.
The eye contact was held too long and it brought out Sindy's own emotions into the mix. They rose above the chest and seeped into her eyes, mimicking the nightshade eyes she was staring at while her cheeks, nose, and ears grew warm and pink. Stone, Allen, Ebby, and Dan stared at her as she stepped forward and moved closer to the woman. The woman closed the gap between them by coming towards her. They faced each other, staring into each other's eyes, deep and whole, yet giving way to their souls. It was as if everyone around them had disappeared.
Sindy raised her right hand instinctively without even knowing that the other woman was raising her left hand with her, both mirroring each other and joining their hands. Sindy's gaze fell upon her hand meeting the woman's hand next to her face, then she looked back at the woman, and then at the people behind her staring at them, among whom stood her family members, Dan and Ebby, which made her snap back to reality and a wave of fear took over her for a millisecond making her step back before she masked her face with impassiveness. Lowering her head and not meeting the woman's eyes, or anyone's eyes for that matter, she turned around and went back towards her seat. The woman stood frozen in her spot, her hand still raised as her expression remained the same, emotional and sentimental. Bravely displaying unapologetic naivety and a sensitive heart to people around her with misty eyes.
"The name is Windsy, by the way!" She called sarcastically while addressing Sindy, almost mocking her for being so scared of revealing herself openly when Sindy continued to ignore her and took her seat, trying her best to pretend nothing happened.
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"What was that?" Stone asked Sindy in bewilderment and surprise as she unpacked their bags and continued to put things in their place. "Nothi- What?" Sindy stuttered as she caught herself denying something she could've easily evaded talking about by pretending to be confused and unaware. "That," He pointed at the door of their hotel room while referring to the airplane, "That thing that happened with you and that woman on the plane?" He asked in confusion while Ebby relaxed on the couch and took a bite of an apple, all ears to the conversation. Sindy paused for a moment and stopped what she was doing. "She was like me." Sindy imparted, all worked up about it. "She looked nothing like you!" Ebby dismissed while Stone stared at her with doubt and caution in his eyes, scrutinizing her from head to toe and touching her forehead to check on her. Sindy shook her head and continued, "I mean from the inside, she was exactly like me!" She insisted with conviction.
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General FictionA scene in my head based off of a character, her underskin twin, and the confrontation she has with her. The hidden side of her shows when she sees her twin, and that alone scares her the most.
