Deadly Infatuation

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Lillian!" exclaimed a voice I was all too familiar with. "Emma I swear if you call me Lillian one more time I will end you!" I said to her, through my clenched jaw.

"Yeah, Emma she's going by Lily now" chimed Lexi, joining in my torment. I just ignored them like I have done for as long as I can remember. Emma and Lexi, the dynamic redheads I call Satan's spawn, or otherwise known as my two younger sisters. My mom got pregnant with them when I was 8 years old, twins some people said we're going to be a blessing, but now I know they were just being nice. Now don't get me wrong I love my sisters they are all I could ask for and more, but I don't know if I can handle being in the car with them any longer.

My family was going through a rough patch when the twins were born, my parents were shocked and stressing out about paying for not only three kids but four. My parents both worked around the clock to make ends meet. There was one summer when the girls were about 3 years old was when it was the hardest, I couldn't drive so I watched them all day every day. I had to find creative ways to make Ramen noodles seem to appease to 3-year old's, that in its self was a difficult task.

Keeping them preoccupied throughout the day was an even harder one. There were lots of days where we would stay outside in the Texas heat and I would spray them with the water hose, which of course meant that their diapers got heavy and saggy. They would then strip off their diapers and run around our backyard butt naked, squealing with joy when they ran under the cold water, but continued to do it again and again. When they finally got tired of being outside, I would bring them in and give them a bath (which was an adventure in its self) and put them in my bed with me and we would watch Wallace and Grommet until they fell asleep.

Right now, though I wish they hadn't taken after me in their feisty attitudes. I have always been close to all my siblings though, to add on to my little red twins, I have a younger brother. James Jr. or J.J. is 16 and everything I wasn't in high school, he's popular, in all clubs and on the varsity baseball team. He's become elusive when it comes to family matters, but every now and then the all popular, brown-eyed and curly brown haired little brother of mine will actually sit at home on a Saturday night. He would even watch movies with me, that is until today, it's move-in day, the day my family will move me into an on-campus apartment for college and my life will change forever.

My parent's minivan was stocked with all of my belongings, with a trailer in the back pulling the rest of it. Sitting in ta bucket seat of the mini van I looked at my parents. My dad is 6'ft tall with black hair and brown eyes when he puts on a baseball hat he looks 18 again. My mom is shorter than I am but other than the height difference she could be my sister. My mom has been my best friend my whole life, that is until the twins came into the picture and gave me two more best friends.

After a few minutes went by without a word from the girls turn in my seat to look toward the back of the van where the girls were sitting. "What's going on guys?" I ask them worried that they might need to go to the bathroom for the 5th time this trip. They look at each other and then at me. "Well Lily, we are going to miss you I guess," Lexi tells me with tears in her eyes, I look back at Emma and see that she's crying silent tears. I know why they are crying, I have been there for them since birth, I am their go-to person when they need things. I'm the one whose bed they run to after a nightmare. I feel like I am abandoning them, but I know that I must grow up, that this is normal.  We pull into my new home, and I get out and hug them both crying a little myself. I turn us towards my new apartment and take in the view.

It's a single-story apartment with two rooms and two bathrooms. The outside of it is a dark grey with black shutters, and two while pillars that look like they are standing guard by the front door. The apartments are all close together and seem to have no privacy. The door its self is black to match the shutters; the apartment reminds me of the apartments I saw when I visited Boston my Junior year of high school. There is a nice porch below the door entrance that's perfect for stoop sitting.