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As she left and closed the door, a world of possibilities came crashing down.

I felt mother's arm slither around me like a snake, but no hugs or kind words could make this feeling go away. Of course I knew this day would come, Summer was talented in music and now she has been accepted to the 'Royal Crown Academy'. We were supposed to go together, but my entry was declined and she was accepted. Of course, she was Summer. She was always in the spotlight, ready to shine, ready to leave anything or anyone just to get her way. Her dreams were coming to pass and mine, well my dream will happen when pigs learn to fly. Feelings of insecurity blurred my mind, making everything cloudy.

"Identical twins," people would say, but what the people with smiles as bright as the sun and eyes that twinkled like stars in the dark sky didn't know was that we were polar opposites. I was known as the lame twin, I was invisible like a ghost.

Sometimes, life can be so unfair. Sometimes, you feel like you don't have the life you deserve and that's how I feel around Summer. I want to be my own person, get away from drama, escape reality.Of course, that's not possible so I'm stuck here, letting myself be consumed by self pity.She's everything mother could want in a daughter and I'm nothing.

I felt a tear roll down my soft, rosy cheeks but I wiped it away before anyone could see it. Be strong Winter. That's what I tell myself when I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder, something that's too hard to describe. Summer is my best friend, she's my sister and she's my twin, so things were bound to get complicated. I was too blinded by my venerable jealousy towards her that I couldn't see it, I wanted everything she had.

Summer was my better half, the prettier one. But even though we looked the same, even though we were identical, people never saw that. Me included. She was the cooler one, the popular one, heck she is the better one because right now she is on the path of success. While I'm on the path of failure and shame.

My mother put on a happy face but deep down I knew she was disappointed, wishing summer was her only child. On a lighter note, my abusive father was arrested, I daresay he got the help he needed, but what I do know is my family and I would never see him again.

I still had a scar on my forehead which I had tried to cover up with concealer. It was a horrible part of my life, an abusive parent is something I would never wish on anyone even Zara and Liza and they've caused me alot of pain, tears and anger, something I could never forget. What they've done to me and a lot of other is inhuman and I hate them for it, but having an abusive parent is the worst thing for a child. When my dad got arrested, it was just me, Summer and mum.

In that time, when we were kids, my mum found it a bit difficult to take care Summer and I because even though father was gone, we still had the scars to remind us who he was, a coward. A cold coward.

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