Only Half True

Part 9- Disappointments

2 days later, Mom came over and it was the same story. Talking for a few hours about fun times, opening our presents, and then going our separate ways; Mom’s consisting in plans for the family dinner we always had, and mine being only left alone to think.

I felt like a child grounded to my room, having to think about what I had done to deserve my punishment. The only problem was I did nothing wrong.

On Christmas Eve, Harry did his ritualistic visit. We talked about all the times we had given’s each-other the perfect gift, thanks to our “twinsticts” as I called it. “Well, let hope I nailed it again.” I said, handing him a bag. He opened it, and smiled, “A new beanie.” I bit my lip, “I hope you don’t have too many of these now…” “No way.” he said, slipping the orange hat on his curly hair, “I will never have too many beanies from my favorite Twin.” I giggled, and he handed me a retangular box, which was small and had red and green stripes. I shook it; it was light and and it made a rattling noise, "Necklace?" Harry chuckled, "How did you guess?" "18 years of guessing my gifts." I replied, taking the paper off, and lifting the lid. It was a silver necklace with my name in cursive-type writing.

"Oh, Harry." I said, "It's beautiful..." He grinned, "I'm glad you like it." He put it around my neck, and then, wrapped his arms around me, "I love you, Skylar." "I love you too, Harry." I said, "Let's put up my tree."

We jumped off the couch, and put up my fake tree. It was tradition, well, for the last 2 Christmases, is for Harry and I to put up my tree together. Sort of sibling bonding, if you will. First, we placed the tree in the corner of the living room. Then, we put the lights on, followed by garland and the ornaments. The only ornaments I had were homemade, or any one that had my name on it. I had Harry put those ones up, because I already felt like an outcast as it was; why couldn't Mom have ONE picture of my childhood in her home. Couldn't Gemma have the ornament I made for her in 2rd grade? Did I mean nothing to them anymore?

"Sky?" Harry asked, "Everything ok?" I looked at him and nodded, but he noticed a small tear form in my right eye. He frowned, "Why are you crying? Tomorrow is gonna be the best day of the year." "Why?" I asked, "What's so special about tomorrow?" "Well, it's Christmas." he said, "The time you spent with Family and friends and talk about all the great times you've had..." He trailed off, as he got my point, "Oh..." "Exactly." I said, "It's just another day to me. You and Gemma and Mom talk to the rest of MY family about all the amazing things that has happened, especially to you Harry. The whole family is so proud of you, including me. But I feel like the family has forgotten me; I have to stay home, watching home movies, longing to be there again... To have my family back."

Then, the tears came, and Harry wrapped me in a hug.

After a few heartwarming seconds, his phone went off. He pulled out of my grasp, and walked into the other room, answering the phone. I started brushing away my tears, as he came back into the room, seconds later. "I'm sorry, Sky. The press figured out I'm here; I have to leave now."

That's when my heart broke a second time, "Are you kidding me?" "I'm sorry Sky." he said, "But if I stay too long, they will learn about you." He kissed my forehead, before throwing on his boots and coat on. He ran out the back door, and I stopped in the doorway. Harry turned back to me and waved, before jumping my fence. I bit my lip and took a breath, letting a shaky cloud escape my lips, before going back inside.

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