A/N Hey guys!! Sorry for not updating but school is a bitch lately. I HATE algebra with a burning passion #justsayin. I love you all and I hope you enjoy. And this chapter has some cutting scenes in it so be prepared for that.
"Sorry for all the boxes. We are still trying to get unpacked." Johna said.
"Cleaner than my house"
"We never thought we could afford a house this big. It's massive compared to out last one"
"Where did you move from"
"Oh. Um. California" she mumbled.
"California?! Why would you want to come to dumb Oklahoma then?"
"My mom died in a car wreck and my dad walked out on Liam and I" she said quickly
"Oh... Um... Im sorry" I said as I looked at my feet. "Who do you live with now then?"
"Our 21 year old cousin and her husband who lets us do whatever the fuck we want"
"Lucky" I mumbled to myself. "Can you show me where the bathroom is"
"Sure. Over here" she showed me.
"Thanks" I said when I closed the door.
I could feel my throat start to close up. Tears were coming to my eyes. I shook uncontrollably.
Panic Attack.
I reached for my backpack that was still resting on my back. I looked for my 'pencil bag." I picked my sharpest blade. I selected my spot. My upper thigh.
Warm, crimson blood started to bubble up.
I cut more.
More slits went into my leg. More scars that were to form.
The feeling of a cold blade going through your warm skin? Orgasmic.
The warm blood that pumped out of my leg? Like I was being hypnotized.
Some cut to die. I cut to live.
The feeling I could hit a vein and die? Adrenaline.
"Lea? are you okay?" a voice said.
"Ya I just feel a little faint. I'll be fine" I lied.
I had put some bandages on the new cuts and I cleaned up the droplets of blood on the floor and countertop.
I put the blade back in my bag and when I opened the door, a familiar face was only inches from my own.
"Oh. Hello Liam" I said.
"I didn't know you knew my twin" Liam said.
"We have history together"
"Wait, how do you know Liam?" Johna said from the living room.
"Locker buddies" Liam and I had said together.
"So what brings you to our lair?" Liam asked with an evil grin that was spread across his face.
"I hit my mom because she hit my little sister" I said
"Hey don't be a rude homeowner." Liam said and he poked Johna. "Show her to her room"
"Which room?" Johna asked her brother
"Lea, how do you feel about books" Liam asked me.
"Books are my life"
The twins looked at each other with grins bigger than the Cheshire Cat's from Alice in Wonderland
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Johna had shouted at her brother.
"Ohhhh I'm thinking what you're thinking!" Liam had shouted back.
A/N hope you all enjoyed and I love you all and I'll see you next time I update!!! Song I'm listening to now: I'm So Emo by Onision.

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The Final Cut
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