Kiss Me Again (A 1D Fan Fiction) [EDITING]

While My Guitar Gently Weeps

10 years before

I've never been prepared for this day. The day my parents died. The day me and my overly-angry sister Robin would go to an orphanage together, not knowing if we'll get adopted into a family again.  

But it was happening.  

My whole life I've learned that everyone lies to you. They think they are saving you when really they are only making it worse, by lying. 

I fucking hate the liars. 

Like when my fourth grade teacher told me my parents were in an accident. Lie. They were probably drunk. Common fucking sense.  

Or like when the foster home said they were 'oh so happy' that me and Robin were there and that we're going to have so much fun! Lie. They couldn't care less and it was torture.  

Or what about when they said everything was going to be alright? That was a fucking lie, too. This is going to be the shittiest ten years of my existence.

Age 19:

"Robin, I am leaving in five minutes and if you want a ride to school, I suggest you get dressed now."  

"Wait."  

"Don't tell me to wait. You know my patience level is low."  

I took the remote from her grasp and muted the tv, blocking her view from it.  

"God, when did you become such a bitch?" Robin asked, getting up off the couch and walking into her room to get changed.

"Since you started listening to these posers you call a band," I yelled back at her. 

Robin and I have been fighting a lot. It's in our general nature. I rolled my eyes at the smiling boy band on the telly. I turned the screen off with dignity  

"That's not fair, they're really good," Robin argued, walkIng back into the kitchen. Lie. 'They actually suck. I only listen to them for Harry.'  

I rolled my eyes at her too.  

"Okay, so you've got lunch money, your homework, you look beautiful, we're ready to go. Dammit. Where are my keys?" I searched my pockets frantically before Robin handed them to me.

Then we were out the door.  

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"So, I'm probably going to be home late tonight." Lie. 'I may not come home tonight.' 

I gave Robin a double take. "Uh huh. Why?"  

"I'm going to hang out with Alex."  

"Where?"  

"Her house."  

"What are you going to do?"  

She hit the arm rest of her seat, causing me to jump. "God dammit, Roxy! Can I not have freedom?!"  

"You've been out all three times this week! I'd like to know where my little sister is half the time!" I yelled back.  

"You're not giving me much freedom if you're over analyzing everything I say! I want to have a boyfriend but you're being protective!"  

"First, you know I don't overanalyze. I'm just trying to do what Mom and Dad didn't. I can't help it when people are lying piece of shits and their lies just pop into my mind! And second, it's my bloody job to be protective! When Mom and Dad died, I got their job so treat me like you did them!"  

I looked at my sister to see her face burning red like it always does when she's angry. We are both natural gingers. Not to mention I talked about our parents.  

"Look." Pause. "I'm sorry. It's just....I'm worried about you. Boys are idiots and you can't trust them like this. You can't just throw your heart out to guys like it doesn't mean anything. They'll play you." We had pulled into the school parking lot already.  

She turned to me, looking hurt. "Just because you had your heart broken doesn't mean I will. Quit treating me like a child, Roxanne." And with that, she got out of the car, slamming the door.  

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Work sucked the whole day, like normal. My boss hitting on me every time I bent over to pick something up. Getting paid at minimum wage so I have to work full time (again, my boss) at the grocery down the street from my apartment.  

Normally, I would get off at 9 p.m and Robin would have found a ride home or in today's case, stayed at a friend's house, but then my sister texted me right after she got out of school.  

I need you to come get me now.

I didn't reply because I was out the door, leaving my boss calling after me.  

I showed up at the high school in seven minutes flat. New record.  

Robin was already at the front of the school rushing towards the car. She flung the door open and slammed it closed. Again.  

She started crying the minute she put her seatbelt on, her face beating bright red. But I knew not to ask questions. She'll tell me when the time comes.  

Ten minutes into the ride, Robin broke the silence. "You were right. I didn't listen to you and I should have. Sister knows best. Danny broke up with me at lunch in front of everyone. It was so embarrassing." Even if it was embarrassing she still cracked a small smile and wiped her face on her sleeve.  

"Well, I know what'll make you feel better." I smiled too.  

The whole rest of the day and until 3 o'clock in the mornig, we stayed up watching Doctor Who and eating as much food as we could get our hands on.  

That's the relationship between Roxanne and Robin Leary. Loving, but deadly. But we are our parents daughters.