Twin Love is Stronger than True Love

Chapter 1: New chances

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*Olivia's PROV*

     I walked over to Patressa's bed, slowly standing on it. I start jumping up and down yelling her name.
     "Moonlight!!!!!!!!! Sis sis sis sister sister twin twin ssssiiiisss!!!!!!!!"
     She groans and starts kicking around. I thought it was funny. She always did this. I jump off her bed and pull her towards the edge. She'll kill me for this but I know she won't wake up any other way. I yanked as hard as I could and she sleepily plopped to the ground and groaned.
     "I'm going to kill you...." She grumbled. I giggled as she tried to stand. "I'm going to kill you sooooo b-bad..." She slurred the last word.
     "Well, you will have time to do that later, right now go get change into your first day of school clothes and hurry, I don't feel like being bullied if I'm late to class today." I said, being my cheerful self. She gave me the look of playful hatred.
    "I hate you...... And stop with the smiley stuff, it disgusts me." She grumbled at me. She went into the shared bathroom and changed. I did the same thing and we both had our own style. I was upbeat and vibrant with lace and flowers. She was Emo almost but her style was winter looks. I was her summer.  She my winter. That's how it goes #opposites!!!

~Patressa's PROV.~

     Ugh.... School.... The capital building for hell.... Yeah.... I walked out of the bathroom to my happy-go-lucky sister. She spun in a circle smiling. I had to smile back. She was always happy. It helped the depression. To be honest with everyone, she was my brand of whisky for life, my razor for feelings. Except without the pain for the cutting or the migraine after the hang over. Heh....
     "Ah!!! " Olive fell on her tiny little but and I laughed. She looked dizzy.
     "You ok little olive?" I asked between laughs. She glared and I laughed even more. Like a kitten and a laser, it was adorable. She crossed her arms and pouted. I gasped for air clutching my sides. It was painful to laugh.
     "I need to get you a life....." She mumbled a tear slipping down her cheek. I stopped and helped her up.
     "Yeah you do. Also, you need to stop being so breakable. Be the strong, happy, silly women I know please." I said wiping the ready to spill tears. I was careful to not smudge her make up. She had her joyful eyes staring at me. I kissed her forehead and spun her once.
    "I want to be you...." She sighed. " you don't get hurt. Your strong and brave and untouchable..." She said looking away. I chuckled at her foolishness.
    "No. Want to be yourself and be better. You and me are one in the same. I'm strong so you can be weak. I'm stubborn and strict so you can be wild and playful. So shut up about wanting to be me. I'm leaving in ten minutes for school. If you want a ride, be ready. Ok?" I told waiting for an answer. She nodded and hugged me tightly. I hugged back and released her. "Oh, and no boy picking till I get that new knife I ordered last week." I teased, ruffled her as I walked out the bedroom door and down the stairs.

(Flashback)

    We heard it so clear. We hated it. We wished it didn't happen. It was so clear, so pure and painful. Just that one sound made us weak and yet stronger. The sound of a gun firing. It was heart shattering because we knew who shot it. Our hated uncle. And he ruin my sister. Ruin me. Crushed us both. Because he killed our moms. Both dead and in the heaven. Mom was shot 17 times and her wife was in the way of the of the three before. No one could of stopped the bullets. But our Moms died to save us, but in vain. My uncle is only in prison for his sin, not in Hell. I would of killed him if Mom didn't tell me to run away with Olive. The man I called Dad was thrown out a window by his own brother. Rage was filled in my veins, craving for vengeance. He should of died in a long painful way. I prayed for God to send him to Hell. Where he belonged.

*Olivia's PROV.*

     I was thinking about Dad and Mom and Lucy. That night, and that sex-craver. He did not deserve prison. But he was there not in the underworld. Tears filled my eyes. I couldn't stop them from being there. My heart ached. It hurt. Bad. I knew it hurt Moonlight too. She couldn't hide that part from me. I knew Lucy wanted Moonlight to grow up like Mom, strong and passionate. Lucy be proud of Moonlight. I know she is. Mom too. Dad wouldn't be just proud.
I smiled at my happy thoughts and wiped my eyes. Then grabbed my bag from the chair and walked down the stairs toward the kitchen.
     "Hey there little ray of happiness and sunshine! Ready for school and friend making?" Jon asked. Jon or Jonathan is our older brother. Only by a few years though. Ok ok ok ok ok by 20 years but hey, he's still a kid on the inside. He was 29 when the crime happened. It hurt him most of all. Doesn't help when the day when everyone died comes around. He still blames himself for not being there to help with anything. He really wished he died too. But then there is the chance that we be separated.
     "..... Huh? O-oh yeah yeah yeah. It's going to be great. Thanks. " I faked a smile, getting a I-know-you-better-than-that-look from him.
     "At least try. Ok?" He asked giving a loving look. I hugged him tightly shaking a little. He rubbed my back soothingly. "Do it for Mom and Lucy and Dad, k?"
     "K..... I miss them.... A lot..." I said, know he missed them more.
     "I know, but they want you happy, calm down, raise your chin high. So high that they can touch it, up in the clouds." He advised. His advise is the best. I nodded wiping my eyes. I probably looked awful. He smiled and helped fix it. Once done, I went out to the car where Moon sat waiting boring her head to My Chemical Romance. One of her favorite songs was booming from the boom system. It was amazing how she still had her hearing. I got in and turned it down.
     "How's mom doing...." I whispered.
     "She and Lucy are happy. For you. And me." She said opening her eyes. She smiled and took my hand. "They wanted me to advise you that there will always be bullies. And to use that God given happiness overload to the broken-hearted ones, and that...." Her voice cracked. She squeezed my hand. "...t-they love you...." She's teared a tear. I wiped away and kissed her cheek.
     "I love them too. Thanks for that message. Tell them that I look forward to death after I finish my job here. K?" I said.
     "K." She said, pulling out of the driveway and drove to the new prison the we will be in for 9 more months. Then for 9 more months after the next are up. I sighed and looked around when we were parked.
     "Welcome to heck sis." I said and grinned widely.
     "Really?" She gave me a wft-look.
     "Yes, now out before I call the power of Dad to make you." I teased. She laughed, and I grinned. We both got out and closed the doors. Obviously at the same time.

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Word count for the shot chapter: 1320