The Devil's Liars

Chapter 1

Rachel's POV

The sunrises in the city of Faeprial are so perfect, it feels like a magical dream staring at it. I take out my diary and douse it with my thoughts.

March 5th:

Dear diary,

Life can either be roses with some thorns, or roses made out of  thorns. The second one is how I'd describe mine. No one has ever seemed to notice me let alone entertain my existence. Although I have my sisters, I still feel really alone at times. I have to remind myself constantly that it's for the best though. Having friends would anchor us to Faeprial, and our common goal is to find our parents wherever they are. Is it wrong to wish I was alone because I have ugly features instead of being away from my parents? I can't even remember what our parents were like or if I ever knew in the first place and I know it's the same for my sisters, Lizzie, and Rebekah. It's why our common goal is so important- why we would risk our happiness for it. Happiness is the reward of finding our parents. That's what we hope at least.

-Love always, Rachel.

I locked my diary, realizing that my 7:30 a.m alarm was going off. The sound of Zombie by The Cranberries always got me out of bed cheerfully. I sang along until the chorus rang in, scooting over to the other side of my bed to dismiss the alarm before it snoozed. Today was a big day for my sisters and me.

Getting ready for school, I couldn't help but let my mind drift back to the day I had truly met Lizzie and Rebekah.

That day, the sky was bland, the world had seemed to have lost all color, and I was lost. My eyes could only see the broken heart of the devil side in me shaking hands with my angel half uncertainly. I was clueless of my surroundings, who and how I was; I questioned my presence as I walked mindlessly through the gloomy forest.

Time crucially passed and all of Rachel's questions seemed to fade from her mind along with the remaining thoughts. I kept walking inevitably until my knees gave out and I could feel my wings finally come out into the icy wind. It had felt like I could feel for the first time. Before I could let the feeling sink in, another presence similar to my own lured me and I followed its aura like a map. My feelings reined free for those first moments.

Near the trees to my left, I found two sets of frightened eyes staring back at me. Tears fountained out of my eyes one by one as I pondered upon happy thoughts. The two figures had come forward towards me shortly after, embracing me in a hug. A rush of comfort poured into my veins.

Remembering I still had go get ready for the current day, I let the memory drizzle to the back of my mind.

The outfit I considered for the day was a simple white and black Adidas striped shirt, followed with high waisted American Eagle ripped jeans and black Adidas high tops.

After changing confidently into my clothes, I completed my morning routine and knocked on Lizzie and Rebekah's doors to make sure they were ready. My 8:00 a.m alarm blasted from my back pocket and I swiveled the knobs on their doors one by one, hauling them slightly off their beds.

"You have ten minutes to get ready," I breathed annoyed before waiting on the main room sofa.

After the ten minutes passed and they both were ready, we walked to the bus stop about a fourth mile away from our house and socalized until the bus doors opened for us.

Joining the chilled bus, Lizzie found a navy blue seat in the front that was unoccupied and motioned for Rebekah and me to sit beside her. I beamed a smile at my sisters and they returned it with excitement flooding their eyes.
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