poison and blood 。 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔞𝔪𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

001 ─── heels .

poison and blood
001  ───  heels .

" if you betray me, all you will know  is fear "

anastasia's view

         ℑ did a final check up of myself in the mirror, twirling around and making sure that everything matched. My nude Louboutin heels clicked on my hardwood floor, the red bottoms visible from miles away. I had paired them with my tight, shiny leather pants and one of my long sleeve tops that hugged my curves. Silver bracelets jingled on my wrist, bracelets that matched my silver earrings and necklace, with a charm that read 'Anastasia' in cursive letters. I had brushed a little makeup over my face, but neither my sister nor I needed make up. My sister was blessed with tan, olive toned skin while I had milky white pale skin, but both of us had a flawless complexion. All I had on was some powder and a brush of silver eye shadow over my eyes. The silver sparkles highlighted my ice blue eyes, bringing out the light blue specks. There was a light coat of lip gloss over my lips, and I pursed them, making them two times as red as they were before. The red colour of my lips contrasted my skin tone, as well as my blue eyes. My golden blonde curls were tumbling down my back, the colour glittering in the sunlight that was shining through my window.

I heard Elena sigh heavily from her room, and I glanced at the door that connects her room to mine. My twin sister Elena and I have a few differences, including our different skin tones, my ice blue eyes that contradicted her warm brown ones, and her stick straight brown hair and my blonde curls, but other than that we're identical. To be honest, Elena looked more like our brother, Jeremy, and our parents than I did. Elena's sigh echoed through my mind, and I shook my head lightly. It's been four months since our parents died in a car crash, with the both of us in the car with them. We survived, but they didn't. While Elena has been hung up on it, writing every day in her diary about it, I decided to move on. I mourned, but I got over it, because if I didn't, it would change my whole life. But I don't want my life to change. Even though my parents died, I don't want anything else to change any more than it already has. She let their death run her life. I didn't. Another one of our differences.

My heels clicked on the hardwood floor as I moved towards the door, swinging it open to reveal Elena sitting by her window, covered in a blanket, looking at me as if she expected me. She probably did. Elena and I have had a rocky relationship since forever, both of us being so different that we clashed heads all the time. She was a goody two shoes; always dressing conservatively and never saying a bad word against everyone. She preferred to stick to her friend group, and stay within her comfort zone. Meanwhile, I was the complete opposite. I dressed the opposite of conservatively, and had an attitude that could rival anyone's. I had a temper that erupted like a volcano, and I preferred to surround myself with people, reliable or not. Caroline Forbes, my best friend, and I were very close, while Elena was closer with Bonnie Bennett. Caroline and I  are co-captains of the cheer squad, co-presidents of the dance committee, president and vice president of the student body, and, of course, the most popular girls in school. Despite everything, Elena and I still get along. As much as we can.