Twisted Identity (Hiatus)

Chapter 4

"S-s-sis-ter?", she voices out as she meets the gaze of the boy.

"Klem!! What took you so long?", a cute, high-pitched voice called oit as the man turns around, which Feighlyn assumes to be Klem.

"I need to go. See you around! Bye! Say hi to your sister for me!", Klrm shouted as he bids farewell and without looking back, walks out of the scene, leaving Feighlyn with red umbrella and the scarf. She can stll feel the warmth that Klem gave a while ago but it fades as a strong gush of wind blow pass her.

Sister... I have a sister? Tsk. That guy is going nuts. Feighlyn thought as she holfs the umbrella tightly in her hands.The strong yet sweet scent of the boy still lingers in her nostrils as she walks her way home. She can't have a sister, that's impossible--way impossible. The walk home took only five minutes as she grabs the keys but drops it afterwards upon feeling a sharp and throbbing paim in her head.

Shit.

She closes her eyes as she grabs the gate for support. The scene about the setting sun plays on her mind as a girl dropa down on her knees--clutching her chest as blood drips at the ground.

She opens her eyes as she massage her temple; trying to bear with the pain. Feighlyn drops on her knees as she clutches her chest--eyes wide as saucers as she saw droplets of blood.

"Fleighr!!" A booming voice echoes in the dark room as Feighlyn closes her eyes. Her chest is stinging badly.

"Stop!", Feighlyn yelled in pain as people throw weird glances her chest--there's no blood. Her hands were clean. She looks around her--she's not in a dark room; she is outside her house--surrounded by people wearing their infamous worried faces.

Feighlyn blinks. Once, twice.

Composing herself, as she grabs the house's keys and immediately goes in. Totally flustered. She stares at her hands--bewildered.

What's happening to her?

Feighlyn wraps her arms around her body as she closes her eyes, trembling in fear as she can't explain. She have never experienced that feeling before. But then--realization sinks in, that booming voice.

That same booming voice.

Feighlyn stood up unsure of what she's going to do.

Questions are circling her mind. She can't just sit here and wait for things to worsen.

She paces back and forth, biting her fingernails--trying to calm her popping nerves.

"Okay just calm down," she sits on the sofa and fidgets with her slender fingers. Closing her eyes, she tries to recall what happened before.

Is she connected with that guy?

Did she kind of forget about something?

Something worth remembering?

She scoffs at the thought as she heads upstairs--opening her bedroom's door; she "accidentally" meets the gaze of the smiling girl in the picture frame. She looks so happy, vibrant. Full of life.

Her head started to pound again as she sits at the bed's edge. Her gaze is planted on the mirror as the girl started back at her. Giving a smile--she realizes that she looks like the girl in the frame. Those crinkled eyes that appears everytime she smiles. The difference is that she dwells in sadness--not having a slightest chance to escape from this labyrinth and the girl--she has the life.

Feighlyn long desires, too long for you to imagine.

Feighlyn is miserable! Too miserable...

She grabs the picture frame and throws it at the at end of the room.

The feeling of envy makes her furious.

Feighlyn sobs badly as she grabs a scissor from the wooden box which was placed at the top of the closet and with no doubt stabs the smiling girl in the frame repeatedly.

Tears glistening on her orbs as she leans on the wall--devastated.

She's Feighlyn yet she doesn't know who Feighlyn really is, ironic right?

Too ironic for her to understand...

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Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Fa la la la la la la la la!

Merry Christmas Guys! Sorry for the long wait!! So, I'll be posting the next chapter, tomorrow perhaps? *winks* Hahaha! Anyways, I hope, I mean we hope (since there are two authors which both are very busy and have misunderstandings sometimes) that you will support this book throughout.

Thank you guys! Merry Christmas and Have a Prosperous New Year!!!!!

XOXO~