Heartache • Tk Twin Sister (A Fox 911 Lone Star/ Fox 911 Fanfic)

Chapter 1

"Ten months sober, I must admit.
Just because you're clean, don't mean you don't miss it."

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The definition of a glass child is a child with a sibling that takes all the attention away. Well, that's not the exact definition but that's sure as hell is what it felt like. I wouldn't consider myself a glass child because it's not like Tk doesn't deserve attention. I'm sure he would say the same thing about me. He needs help, and maybe I do too but I've learned to keep it to myself. Even when I want to scream and cry, I don't.

Situs Inversus, Diagnosed with it at birth, but the heart failure came about 14 years later when Tk and I snuck out to visit an old "haunted" house. Guess it scared me to death because my heart stopped for a few seconds. That's when my brother called 911, and that's when I was put on the transplant list. About 3 years after that I was diagnosed with Depression. All have caused multiple 'mishaps' in the past as my dad likes to say.

Tk and I have always been very close. I guess when you have a twin brother you finally start to grow that bond together. Maybe because he knows any day could be my last, or maybe because, in this line of work, he could go before me. We both wanted to be firefighters all of our lives, but I think my mom wanted me to follow in her footsteps. Sorry mom. My parents have been divorced for a while, and since my brother and I have aged over eighteen we have no custody plans so we go where we want when we want. We both had a hard life. But we always had each.

All 26 years.

"Im going out with a few of my friends after our shift, so please lock the door when you get home," I told my twin brother as he switched between a red and white tie.

"No tie, it makes you look less official. You're not convincing him to be the President. You're asking him to marry you."

He smiled up at me in pure gratefulness as I threw on my hoodie and grabbed to keys to my car. "Let's go, we're gonna be late."

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We had just got back from what I hoped to be the last call of the day. We still had around 20 minutes left of our shift and there is nothing I would rather do than lay down in my bed and sleep till tomorrow. "Hey guys I don't think imma make it tonight, but you guys go and have fun," I called out to a few of my fellow firefighters. A few of them looked up in disappointment and a few agreed with me. I opened my phone up to see a few chats from my brother. He had gotten off early to get ready for the proposal.

I walked up to the captain's office which was also my dad's office and sat in one of the chairs. "Raya, welcome darling. How are you? You look exhausted" My dad said without even taking his eyes off the paper he was skimming over. "You didn't even look up at me"

"I didn't have to, I know you look exhausted, cause you are exhausted." He set the paper into his folder and looked up at me. "you okay?" He spoke in a softer tone. I sighed and set my jacket on the seat next to me. "This new medication the doctors have me on has me throwing up like every 5 hours. I don't know, sometimes it all just feels like a placebo, and everyone is waiting for me to fall for it."

"Why don't you take a few days to get your body used to the medicine, and then come back? I am sure everyone would understand" Captain Owen Strand voiced. I knew he didn't like me staying alone, but what I found was that being alone made everything easier, I wasn't always trying to keep my body in check, and when I knew an episode was coming I could take my time too slow the reaction, not suffocate it.

"That's not happening, and that's also not why I came in here." I lifted my feet onto his desk and slumped back. "I am worried about Tk. If this doesn't go well, he's gonna spiral." My dad leaned back in understanding and then sighed. "Alex will say yes, I trust Tk's thinker" He points to his brain "If he thinks it's the right time, then it is."

We sit in silence for a few moments, running over our worst times with Tk, till I stand up and say my goodnight.

I pull out my phone, expecting a few texts from Tk about the big announcement,
but saw nothing. Tk left before the 2nd to last call so he should have already asked and gotten a yes.

Hopefully.

As I leave the fire station I start to fumble around in my purse for my anti-depressants. I don't usually take one at night because I've gotten to the point where I can just sleep through it and take one when I wake up. But tonight I know Tk is gonna wanna stay up all night and talk about the engagement, and the future wedding. I am still digging around in my purse when I realize I left them on the kitchen table along with my phone charger and key to the apartment.

"Damn," I mutter as I start to walk out and to my car.

As I pull out of the firehouse parking lot, I press the button on my steering wheel to dial my brother. After a few moments of no answer, I hang up and turn on some music for the ride home. My mind traces back to when Tk first introduced me to Alex. Let's just say we didn't exactly get along. But I got past my differences with him, despite his whole family hating me.

rightfully so.

Traffic was unreal tonight, I mean, it usually takes about 30 minutes to get home, but tonight it took about an hour. I expected to hear from Tk tonight but nothing.

When I finally arrive at my apartment, I pray Tk is home to let me in.

Im walking up the stairs to Tk and my 4th-floor apartment, when I hear a familiar voice.

"Dad, what are you doing here? How did you get here so fast? I left before you." I climb the last couple of stairs and stare at my dad. I can see panic filling his eyes as we speak.

"I took the back roads, have you heard from Tk? Unlock the door" My dad turned back around to start banging at the door

"TK! Open the door!"

"I forgot my key on the table this morning, Dad what's going on? How do you know Tk is in there?"

My dad ignores my question and pulls out his phone and dials a number "Yeah, it's Captain Strand. I need the ladder ambulance at 2735 West 7th, apartment 105."

a few seconds of silence go by and I can hear faint muttering on the phone.

"And bring the battering ram."

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A/N: Guys please excuse the spelling mistakes, my first language is not english, and I'm still learning. Please be kind. Also sorry for the short chapters, I promise they get longer.