Chapter 4- Felix and Isla

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Emily's mum's POV

Emily had been in bed all day and time was getting on. The poor thing had been through so much but she needed to get up and go out.

I heard a knock on the door. Lightly placing my mug on a coaster, I unbolted the door to see Isla and Felix standing rather impatently. They were twins and I've never seen two look so alike. They both had strawberry blonde hair and chestnut eyes. Their skin was very toned and golden with few freckles scattered under their eyes.

Felix was wearing light blue jeans that appeared to have rips all the way up to his upper thighs matched with a baby pink tee, to finish his attire he wore white high-top converse. I was guessing he was going for a pastel look.

Isla on the other hand was much shorter than Felix, she was dressed in black skinny jeans with a crimson vest that was near enough covered by an oversized denim jacket.

"Oh, I completely forgot you guys were coming, come inside." I closed the door behind them as they made themselves at home. They were like family to Emily and if they couldn't cheer her up then no one could.

I left them in the sitting room and I rushed up stairs to get her out of bed and ready.

Her bedroom was a mess, she'd really let herself go after this whole thing, her alarm was blaring and she was almost obvious to it as she continues with her slumber. I felt bad dragging her out of bed but it had to be done.

"Goodmorning, it stinks in here!" I stepped over a pile of clothes and opened the curtains, allowing some natural lighting into her room, "Open a bloody window, you're meant to be going out with your friends today." She groaned at the reminder.

"I feel ill, can I pass for today?" She muttered before groaning again, but into a pillow this time.

"No, you need to go out, and tidy your damned room would you? I'll be back in ten minutes, you better be out of bed." With that I left and went back downstairs where her friends were fighting over the television remote. They were sixteen and they acted like five year olds.

"Mrs. B, please you take the remote off Isla?" Felix requested as he plasted his face with a patronising smile and brushed his fringe out of his eyes.

Gods they were annoying.

A/n: okay but Felix is bæ. This chapter is kinda cheesy but oh well.

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