Hi. My name's Saylor. Sunken. I guess that's how I felt when my twin sister, Skylar, commited suicide the day after our 12th birthday. Saylor was my best friend, well we became closer when our dad died in a fire when we were 10. He was a firefighter, but we don't need to get into that. I guess you should know what happened. It was Febuary ninth 2014 when i lost my sister.
*FLASHBACK*
"MOM" I yelled upstairs to the kitchen. I had my black wetsuit up to my waist and my chevron bikini top peeking out on top.
"yeah saylor?" she said coming into veiw with my 5 year old brother toby on her hip.
"Ryan and I are gonna go surfing"
"Did you ask your sister if she wanted to come?" my mom said coming down the stairs toby giggling
"she said she didnt want to come" I said slipping on my flipflops and opening the garage door.
"ok well i have to get to work. I'll be back at 2" my mom yelled down the hall at skylar. She kissed my head and my older brother ryan's then she was gone out the door. That's just how real estate agents are. I walked down the steps to the garage and grapped my surf board. Ryan did the same and followed me to the door leading outside onto the warm sand. Febuary was always warm in Long Beach. I dropped my board and finished zipping the rest of my wetsuit. I knelt down and grabbed my board then took off running down the beach to the water. it was a pretty calm day. nothing big really came. After a few hours passed we decided to give up and go back into the shore. As ryan and I trudged back up the beach to the house i heard a faint scream.
"Did you just hear that" Ryan said stopping and looking at me.
"skylar" i said dropping my board and running towards the house. I burst through the door and down the hall to my sister's room, ryan in my tracks. I wriggled thee doornob. locked.
"it's locked find a paperclip or something" I said looking down and around. there was a bobby pin in the corner. that would work. I jammed it into the lock my hands shaking uncontrollably. the door burst open and we burst in. I collapsed to the ground when I saw my beautiful sister hanging from the celing fan with a rope tied around her neck.
"call 911" I screamed trying to stand up. when I regained my balance I staggered out of the room down the hall to my room where my iphone 5 lay on the table. I picked it up and dialed my moms number. i ran back to skylars room tears blurring my vision.
"pick up come on" I said as the phone rang over and over. the message machine came on and I redialed as ryan came back into the room with his phone.
"the police are on the way" he said his voice cracking.
"mom won't pick up" I said as the machine came on again.
"I'll try" ryan said dialing my moms number . I looked over at my sister and it sunk in that she was dead. as I heard the sirens I dropped my phone and ran to my room pulling the wetsuit off on the way. I grabbed my penny board and ran out the door sobbing. faintly aware I was still wearing my bikini, I kicked my leg faster and faster down the street till I was around the corner at my best friend kaley's house. without asking I burst through her front door and up the stairs to her room.
"saylor?" she said from her upside down position hanging off the end of her bed.
"Please" I said standing in the doorways rivers tears failing from my eyes. She quickly got up an drab to me, engulfing me in a hug.
"What's going on?" she said stepping back and and holding my shoulders. I swallowed hard as another cop car sped past.
"Will you come with me" i said whimpering.
"let's get you some clothes" she said.
"no t-time" I said shaking my head and grabbing her hand. I tore down the stairs and to my teal and purple penny board. Kaley was behind me on her penny board.
"wait up!" she said behind me. The tears that poured from my eyes blurred my vision. All off a sudden I lost control and I was skidding across the pavement on my stomach. I yelped in pain not wanting to stand up. I felt the warm sensation of blood pour to the ground.
"SAYLOR!!! OH MY GOD LET'S GET YOU HOME. Come on get on your board I'll push you." Kaley said flipping me onto my back. My lip was bleeding and there was a huge scrape that ran all the way down the front of my body. My stomach stung because of the dirt and peebles. I slowly stood up wincing and crying. I picked up my board and slowly walked towards the flash lights around my yard.
"no" I whispered as the paramedics carried a covered stretcher out to a parked hearse. I slowly walked towards the lawn.
"Excuse me" a cop said as I tried to step around the yellow police tape.
"Is my sister dead" I whimpered.
"Sister? You must be Saylor Let's get you cleaned up" He said dragging me over to the ambulance.
"This is Skylar's twin." the officer said to a women in a paramedic uniform. I blinked and another stream of tears escaped my eyes. I looked over my shoulder at kaley who looked like she had just seen the suicide her self.
"Ok sweetie. Let's get you cleaned up. WIll you lay down for me" she said and I nodded leaning back on the stretcher I was sitting on. she stepped up into the ambulance and opened a cabinet and pulled out some gauze and rubbing alcohol. I whimpered as she wiped my bloody tummy clean.
"I know it stings. I'm alsost done dont worry" I nodded not able to speak. after that she cleaned up my lip and helped me off the stretcher. I had a gause patch stretched across my stomach. I looked around for my mom and spotted her next to a cop. I walked towards her tears streaking my face.
"I didn't even get to say goodbye" I whispered hoarsely.
"Oh saylor come here baby" she said opening her arms. Her eyes were red and blotchy and there was mascara running down her face. I could tell she was trying not to cry in front of us. I let out my sobs against her shaking body. She kissed my head repeatedly.
"Mom?" I said stepping away from her and wiping my wet face.
"What baby?" She said pulling tissues from her pocket.
"How will I explain this to all her followers?" By follower I mean social network and by social network I mean her 3 million vine followers. Her 2 million twitter followers and her 2 million instagram followers.
"oh baby" she said hugging me again. I didn't cry that time. I just stood there. I think I was out of tears.
"Mommy? Can we go inside?" I asked standing there exhausted from everything.
"of course" she said and I followed her into the house. at the front door I looked behind me. Kaley was gone I'd text her later. I closed the door secure behind me and slid down it. I'd never felt this upset except when I lost dad. How was I going to explain this to MY 6 million followers on vine and my 4million on instagram and twitter.What about my 3 million subscribers on YouTube? I sighed and put my head in my hands. Maybe it would get out naturally. I don't even know how this could have happened. She was always so happy. Maybe there was something on vine or twitter or instagram. I jumped up and ran to my room down the hall. Somebody murdered my sister and I wasn't gonna get let them get away with it. I unlocked my phone. My passcode was the same as my sister's. Our birthday. I opened my vine and looked at the damage. Nothing. Ugh that just made my life 50 times harder. I put down my phone and walked to my closet. I pulled out one of my Hollister shirts. Oh yeah my great great grandpa... Co-owner of Abercrombie&Fitch. Ezra Fitch. So yeah my siblings and I model sometimes... Anyways then I ran down the hall to my sisters room. The door creaked open and I stepped in. The flood of tears returned as I was smacked in the face with memories. I wiped my eyes and walked over to her bedside table. Her phone was sitting quietly untouched. The room still smelled like vanilla. I'm glad. I picked it up and stepped out of the room. I closed the door behind me and I walked back to my room. I closed the door behind me and unlocked the phone. Her lock screen was the picture of us at sixflags with Nash and Cam. By Nash and Cam I mean Nash Grier and Cameron Dallas. Explanation? family friends since Ryan and the guys were babies. Funny though. She had cropped the picture so it was just us and nash and cameron were half out of it. That wasn't our best picture together by far. When my eyes cleared from the tears in my eyes, I looked back up at the phone. A video popped up right away labeled "Saylor Please Watch ME When You're Ready" I tapped the home button fast. I wouldn't be ready for a while. I brushed some naturally ombre hair out of my face. It was wavy since I hadn't brushed since last night. Skylar and I were pretty much identical except our hair. Her's was dark to bleach blonde, mine was dark cheasnut to blonde. And it was all natural. I looked at the phone in my hand. All of her editting apps on one page. I scrolled through her apps till I found vine. I opened it and opened a new recording. A tear escaped my eye and I brushed it away as I began to speak.
"hi guys. It's Saylor. Please check on Sky's instagram. I uhm Have something to t-tell you" I said my voice cracking. I posted the vine then opened up instagram and took a selfie but I couldn't smile. I typed what had happened and posted that then coppied the link. Then I opened up twitter and typed 'Heaven gained an angel today 💕 Saylor Fitch I love you baby. sisters forever and always 👼' then I pasted the link and turned off the phone. The notifications poured in like waterfalls. I began to answer them and thank followers for they're support. That was the end of it. That's when it sunk in my sister was dead. I collapsed on my bed and cried until my lips were cracked from dehydration.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
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Sunken (a magcon fanfiction)
FanfictionWhen 12 year saylor's twin sister Skylar commits suicide Saylor is diagnosed with depression but how are you supposed to explain that to your 5 Million vine followers? When saylor is offered a chance to be a guest on the 2014 Magcon tour her mom gl...