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

Chapter 2

"You said the world is moving too fast
And you don't know where to begin
'Cause you've spent a lifetime fitting in
Only to end up on the other side by yourself"
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"1,2,3" The battery ram plows into my front door and everyone goes sprinting in. My heart shatters at the image of my twin brother, pale, and lifeless sprung out on the floor. I drop to my knees next to him and begin shaking him to try to wake him up.

"Tk! Tk! God! Teek" I scream out as the medics start to work on him. I can hear my dad yelling out his name and the medics yelling out random things, but everything is all drowned out when I get a good look at the pills spilled out on the floor. No no no no no this can't be happening right now. I scramble for the bottle that is a few feet away but I know what it will read.

Citalopram

My Anti-Depressants

The sound of the flatline breaks my attention and I look back to see my dad beginning CPR on my brother.

"Give me the Narcan!"

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All three of us are sitting on top of our apartment roof staring out to the night sky. Our father is the one to interrupt it. "Damn it, TK, you promised me this would never happen again."

"Where'd you get the pills?"

I look over at my brother in shame and guilt. The one day I accidentally leave my medication out on the table is the day Tk decides to ask Alex to marry him.

He looks back to the sky " Come on, Dad--I mean, there's an opioid epidemic. I mean, you could throw a stick and you'll hit ten guys selling Oxys." I silently let out a sigh of relief, I am not sure why I am afraid of my dad finding out about the pills, he knows I'm on them. But I guess I was just so careless with them.

"Is this your first relapse? Is there something you want to tell me?"

"No, I haven't touched a pill in years. I swear." It is hard to believe him, but I do. I know my brother hasn't had the easiest life, but he grew up, he's not some dumb twenty-year-old again.

A few moments go by before my dad says
"Were you trying to kill yourself?" I turn my head slowly to look at my brother. A few beats of hesitation go by and it's like you can hear my heart crack in half.

"No."

"He's in love with somebody else. And that's why he's been acting weird. A Spin Cycle instructor named Mitchell." I grab my brother's hand so that maybe I can take some of his pain away.

I drown out the rest of the conversation until the last bit.

"And pack your stuff. We're getting out of town." I look over at my dad in shock. "Getting out of town, what does that even mean?"

"Dad, please, I am not in the mood for a vacation."

"I'm not talking about a vacation." My dad stands up and ruffles Tk's hair and walks to the stairway that leads downstairs. He takes one more look around before he opens the doors and leaves.

A few minutes go by before Tk says something "Are you mad at me?" His voice is soft but full of pain.

I look up from my hands and to the cars speeding on the road below us. I think about my answer before I speak. "Mad? Im pissed. At you? No. at myself. I never should have left those pills out. It just slipped my mind this morning and we were already—."

"Raya, stop, stop. It's okay, It is not your fault, Its mine. I would have grabbed anything that was sitting in front of me. And honestly, I'm glad it was only anti-depressants, cause if it wasn't, you would be sitting up here alone." A tear drops off of my cheek and onto my leg. There are so many things I want to say, but I can't find the words.

"You promised me Teek, you promised Mom." My voice fades into a whisper, and I stand up and lean against the wall facing away from the cars and traffic. "What do you think mom would say if she was the one that walked into you? Cause let me tell you, it doesn't get better, even though I've seen it before."

"She'd probably throw me on a plane and send me to a camp for misfit children" He chuckles at his joke and looks up at me when he doesn't get a reaction from his joke. I turn my back to him and focus on the cars zooming by.

He sees my distress and frustration and stands up beside me "Im sorry Ray, I know I promised you, and Mom. And I should have never been so stupid for proposing to him. As soon as my sister didn't get along with him, I should have known it would have never worked out." I do chuckle at his joke this time and lean my head against his shoulder.

"So, Where do you think we're going?" Tk questions.

We both think for a moment.

"I don't know, I've always wanted to live in LA."