Ever since that fateful night 17-almost 18 years ago-the Locke's and the Reynold's have been families stuck to the hip.
Evangeline Locke and Pierce Luciano were born on the same day 2 and a half minutes apart, one hospital room over. Each child was...
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9 years ago...
"Pierce!" I shriek at him as I run in his direction. He just stole my new Barbie I got and I'm seriously regretting asking daddy about having another play date with him tomorrow.
"Ha ha!" he yells 10 paces ahead of me, taunting me, knowing I won't be able to catch up with him.
This is so unfair.
"Gimme my Barbie back, Piercie!"
We race and race, making laps around the kitchen and the living room and suddenly I'm collapsing on the long couch with a plea of surrender and hope that Pierce gives me my Barbie back and stops teasing me. He always does that. Teases me. I don't know why he gets mean sometimes, but sometimes he plays with me, and makes me feel all giggly inside...
So I think I'm fine with the teasing sometimes.
"You're such a baby Eva. Here," he gives me my perfect new Barbie doll and I sigh as I push her long blonde hair away from her face. "You remind me a lot of Barbie." Pierce states as he throws himself on the couch next to me and reaches for the dragon toy he brought earlier.
"Hm?" I ask as I fix her clothes and look over at his slouched form, wide eyed and confused.
"You're both blonde... and pretty... and... smart." he mutters as though what he was saying meant nothing to him. As though it was nothing more than a simple fact, while he was bending the dragons wings, staring straight at it.
"Oh and you both like pink." he spits as he snatches the Barbie out of my grasp again and leaps of the couch.
"Piercie Luciano!!" I yell before jumping off the couch and nearly toppling over as stars cloud my vision.
I can barely stand and the stars blocking my sight force me to fall down against the couch while I catch my breath.
Piercie must not hear me chasing and I hear him run back.
"E... E what's wrong?" he asks by my side worriedly.
"I'm just tired... I'm fine, I got dizzy." I supplied and opened my tired eyes to see him with a pout on his little baby face and he nods his head in okay. Slowly he sets the Barbie down on my belly and wraps my hands around her before he settles himself right next to me with his dragon.
He says nothing as he keeps scootching over towards me resulting in me laying in his lap as we both doze off.
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December 15, 6:14 pm
I wish it were true that money bought happiness. Then, my daddy would've brought me happiness years, and years ago...
