his weakness

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K E N Z I E

My heart plummets into the pit of my stomach as her name echoes in my mind, reminding me of who she is. My eyes narrow in utter confusion as I stare at her, astounded and shocked that she's alive. Wait, could this be a setup? Maybe she's just pretending to be Lana. But the resemblance... She looks so much like Nolan, and exactly like the pictures I saw of her when she was young.

"Do you want water?" She snaps me out of my
spiralling thoughts, pulling me back to reality. Does Nolan know she's alive? Fuck, these questions are doing my head in.

"Lana? As in.." Although I'd love to have refreshing water down my throat right this second, I need her to confirm who she is. I want all my questions to be answered and I no longer want to be confused by the end of this conversation.

"Nolan's sister. Yes, you've guessed correctly." Wow.

"Wait, how?"

"It was simple. Your boyfriend's an idiot for assuming I was dead." Her calling Nolan an idiot in that tone sparked something in me.

"Nolan's an idiot? Do you even know how much your "fake" death has affected him?" I stand up for him because this is just unfair and sad. I've seen with my own eyes how much he blames himself for both his mom's and sister's death. Turns out, she's not even fucking dead.

"Is there something you'd like to do about the fact that I called him an idiot?" She has this smirk on her face that irks every angry emotion in me. I cannot imagine how I'd feel if my sibling betrayed me like this. She's nothing like I thought she'd be.

I stare at her with no emotion on my face for two long seconds until she opens her mouth again, "Thought so."

"Anyway, I'm excited to see my big brother. I can't wait to be the one to kill you in front of him." The smile on her face reveals the type of person she is. This girl is crazy and needs help. She has many reasons to be mentally unstable however Nolan is nothing like her. He's fortunate enough to be the only sane family member.

"You're sick. What do you want from him?"  I spit the truth out, my tone disguised in disgust. He's done so much for her.

She dramatically rolls her eyes, "You want to know?"

"I do."

"I want to brutally kill whoever the fuck means a lot to him, and I want him to witness me do it. I want to see the pain in his eyes as the person he loves gets ripped away from him forever by my own hands" She's mental. She needs help.

"Why?" To strongly feel this way about your brother who took care of you as a child better have a good reason behind it.

"You'll never understand, Kenzie. He treats you like a princess." She takes a sip out of her mug and leans further back into her office chair.

"Trust me, I'll understand. If this is how you feel about Nolan then I'd like to know what side of him he's been hiding." I put on my act of kindness that I've mastered my entire life. She's hesitant to tell me because she knows it's a ridiculous reason and doesn't want to admit she's just a straight-up psycho.

"You're talking an awful lot, aren't you?" She smiles with her teeth as I roll my eyes. Not knowing the reason behind why she wants to hurt me or Nolan is like an itch I can't scratch.