Victoria's POV: I didn't mean to say all those rude things to Scarlett its just that the things she she said really really hurt. It crushed me. For thirteen years I thought I was actually loved by my family. I thought I was actually wanted. Looks like I was wrong. All this got to me so after I walked away from my sister I went to my room and locked the door. Out of anger I broke my glass vase. I picked up a single shard of glass and started to rub it between my fingers. I wanted to numb the pain but I didn't like pain nor did I like alcohol. The shard of glass won. I started to cut thin lines on my wrists. I started with only five and then stopped. I put on a long sleeve night gown and went into a deep sleep. Almost like death. When I woke up my white sleeves turned brown with blood over the night.
Scarlett was pounding on the door. I got up and unlocked the door and put my arms behind my back hiding the blood.
"Yes?" I asked in an annoyed tone.
"I wanted to apologize to you for last night." Saying this as she pulled me in for a hug. She gasped as she say my sleeves. I was stupid for not putting my arms around her so she wouldn't see. Time for a pity party.
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Sisterly Sins
General FictionTwins Scarlett and Victoria are always fighting. Don't sisters always fight? But one is destined to rule the kingdom and the other is destined to remain a princess. Although they are always together no one seems to notice Victoria. Can remaining in...
