*Brynn's POV*
Lynn and I haven't been talking as much since our fight. It kind of hurt me knowing my twin felt like a stranger to me, but I had more important things to worry about right now. I know I promised her that I would act better, but I don't think that was working out well. I haven't been feeling like my old self lately and I don't think I'll ever go back to how I used to be. Too much damage has been done.
"Brynn, bring down the last of your stuff!" Joe yelled to me from down the hallway. I was in my room packing up the last of my stuff. I had organized everything and even had a throw out box which was basically filled with all of my ex boyfriend Mason's stuff. I had been dating him for a year and I really did love him. He broke up with me out of the blue and it piled on to the list of heartache I was already dealing with.
"Coming!" I shouted back to Joe. I hulled a box down the hallway and met Joe halfway down the stairs.
"How many more boxes do you have?" He asked.
"About 5 or 6," I replied.
"Alright, I'll come up and help you bring them down," he told me. I turned and walked up the stairs and down the hallway to my room with Joe right behind me.
When we got in there Joe went to pick up a box, but put it back down when he saw what was inside.
"What?" I questioned him. He had an aching look on his face.
"You and Mason broke up?" He asked me giving me a sympathetic look.
"Yeah," I said quietly, "but it's no big deal. I'm fine," I told him trying to hide any pain that there might have been shown on my face.
"I'm sorry," he said, "I know you really liked him,"
I felt tears fill my eyes, but I batted them away. I didn't want to show Joe how much I was hurt.
"Like I said, I'm fine," I said quickly trying to get him to drop the subject. I knew if he pushed it any further I would end up sobbing and needing my big brother's comfort, and I didn't want to show how weak I actually felt.
"Alright, well I'll go throw all this useless shit in the trash," he told me chuckling a bit. I could tell he was trying to lighten the mood, but it really didn't, "I should probably make plans to kick his ass now too,"
I gave him a light smile as he walked out the door. I loved Joe, a lot. He was a great brother and I knew I could talk to him about anything. But at that time, it was too soon to talk about Mason.
Not too long after he left my room, he came right back him to crab another box. I then snapped out of my daze I was in and walked over to a box and picked it up. Soon after two more trips up to my room, it was cleared. I then I walked down the bare hallway that used to be filled with pictures of my familu throughout the years. I walked down the stairs and into the living which was now completely empty. Memories flashed through my mind of Lynn and I when we were little and Joe playing some game with us while our parents sat on the couch laughing at how adorable my siblings and I were. This made a tear fall down my cheek, but I quickly wiped it away as Lynn walked through the front door of the house.
"Hey, you ready?" She asked the floor. She didn't look me in the eye, and that actually hurt a lot. I wasn't used to this tension between my sister and I. But being the kind of person I am, I'm too stubborn to confront her about it.
"Yeah," I told her. I followed her out the front door and into Joe's truck.
"You guys ready?" Joe asked Lynn and I.
"Yep," Lynn and I said simultaneously. Even though there was tension between, that didn't stop our twinness to show.
I watched as the house we grew up in disappear behind us and into the past.
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When we got to Joe's house, we hopped out of the truck and unloaded our stuff out of the bed.
"Will one of you go get Tyler?" Joe asked Lynn and I, "He can get his lazy ass out here and help,"
Lynn gave me a look which basically implied that I had to do it. I really didn't have a problem with doing it though, Tyler was pretty hot. I used to think Tyler was a disgusting pig, but I don't know what happened, after he came to the hospital when my mom was on her death bed he seemed so much more attractive to me.
I skipped inside the ranch style house to find Tyler sprauled out on the couch wathcing ESPN with a beer in his hand. If i would've saw this view about week ago, I would've been completely disgusting, but now it didn't bother me. I have no idea why that changed all of a sudden.
"Tyler, Joe want's you to come help us unload our stuff from the truck," I informed him as I walked over to block the tv.
"What the hell, Brynn? Or Lynn, whoever you are. Get out of the way. I'm trying to watch the baseball game," Tyler told me irritatedly.
"I'm Brynn, asshole," I snapped at him, "now get up and help,"
"Ugh," he groaned as he slowly stood up from the couch.
We walked out the front door and out to the truck where Joe and Lynn had all the boxes on the driveway and out of the truck.
"Wow, I'm surprised you actually got up," Joe said to Tyler jokingly.
"Shut up," Tyler said jokingly back to Joe and elbowed him in his side. They both pick up a box and talked and laughed as they walked inside.
Lynn and I did the same, except we stayed silent. We walked next to each other and then parted as we entered our rooms which were right across the hall from each other.
I really wish the anger between us would go away. I love my sister and I wish she'd hug me and tell me how much she hates the tension between us too. But I had a feeling she wasn't planning on it, and I am never the first one to apologize.
Once all of my boxes were placed in my room, I sat down on my new bed and longed for sleep to just forget about my sister, my mom, and Mason for a little while.
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Hey guys! It's Alexis! Hope you like this chapter, I tried to make it a longer one for you guys. I will be updating from Brynn's POV every Sunday from now on. Don't forget to vote! Love you guys!
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