A Haunted Past

1 - Friday, 13th February

'I looked at him nervously, not prepared to sing in front of this audience, it was much, much bigger than we had both anticipated. He smiled at me comfortingly, reminding me that we were in this together, for good or bad, as I quickly stretching my legs to warm up for the dance routine that we'd been perfecting for weeks. Once again staring up at him I leaned in for a hug, knowing it was the only thing that could calm my nerves in this situation.

It had been lucky for us to get a slot here (it was a bar, we were underage) but the manager had said that he 'approved' of our performance and wanted us to perform it again, but this time with the spotlight on us in 'The Raven' with a crowd of 50+ people. The most that I'd ever even talked in front of was 30, and that was a class of teenagers not paying attention to the nonsense coming out of my mouth.

This was a good place for performers, a big stage that was rare in small bars like this one, allowing for widespread routines. Pulling away from Kace as our names were called, introducing us as 'The Dynamic Twins' which was by far, not our choice, the deal was that the manager got to call us whatever it was that he wanted. Kace grabbed my hand as I put my brave face on, smiling confidently to the crowd as I got into position on stage, leaning over, microphone in one hand, the other hanging loosely at my side. Kace was in the exact same position, glancing over I saw him grin at me. He loved this, he loved the crowd, the energy, the feel of the entire place; I couldn't blame him, I loved it too - it was just a lot more nerve-wracking for me at the start. 

Hearing the silent count in I began, the words flowing effortlessly from my mouth, I had forgotten that I had nothing to worry about, I could do this routine flawlessly in my sleep.

"I used to be so happy but without you here I feel so low," I began, continuing my dance routine just in time with the beat, "I watched you as you left but I can never seem to let you go." Kace danced right along with me, not skipping a beat as he prepared for the time that he came in. He finished his piece as we began to sing together beautifully, finishing the song with a flair, before going back into the same positions as we had started. Glancing at Kace through my hair I smirked, telling him that we had aced yet another performance, together, as a team. I couldn't hear the crowd going wild, I couldn't hear my own racing heartbeat, I could just hear the sound of our future being planned. We were going to do this for the rest of our lives, together, as brother and sister.

I couldn't wait.'  

Groaning quietly I changed my position, awakening from my memory, now sitting with my legs crossed on the floor, just waiting for this boring show to end before I ended it myself. Wishing I had my phone with me, I played thumb wars against myself - at least this way I'd always win. Deciding to give up once and for all I sighed, standing up I began to head to my bedroom, well, the room that I called my bedroom - it was really his room.

"Where do you think you're going exactly?" Mum asked, not in a curious, 'I hope that you're okay' way but more the 'how dare you leave the room when we're sat here doing nothing but watching a stupid charity show' kind of way. It's Red Nose Day today, meaning that the wonderful, repetitive, boring ass show was on for 3 hours, the joy is overwhelming.

"I'm going to go do my homework I got today, it's due tomorrow." I lied, I've gotten good at that recently - lying that is, not homework. Finally making my way upstairs to avoid further questioning I plopped down on his bed, relishing in his fading scent. Closing my eyes I decided that I should try to sleep earlier, as I hadn't got any recently, so I waited and I waited, then I waited some more for sleep to take over. It must have been hours, as at one point I heard my parents go to bed, turning the hall light off in the process - rolling over I got even more comfortable, deciding this was the position. That's when my nose got itchy, I tried to ignore it as best I could, just wanting to fall into the darkness but it wasn't happening, it wouldn't go away. Huffing in frustration I itched my nose furiously before once again attempting to get comfortable, eventually, sleep came and the last thing I remember is the clock saying '03:38' and thinking about how tired I was going to be in the morning.