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The Adams Twins

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We got my twin sister back three months ago. It was awkward at first but we're gradually speaking like actually siblings again... ish.

Blue left when I was five and now we're sixteen. Finished my GCSEs, prom and that shit. Now I'm certain to make these three months off the best months I could live.

We recently moved houses. Us moving isn't just because of Blue. My dad, Noah, was having an affair with my girlfriend's (now ex girlfriend's) mum.

Fucked up, I know.

She dumped me, mum dumped dad, her mum dumped dad, he's alone right now.

I'll explain Nadine later.

I've got a few siblings: Indigo, Lilac, and Sky - the eighteen year old triplets. Violet, Slate and Ivory - the seventeen year old triplets. Blue - sixteen year old twin sister. Stone and Dove - the ten year old twins. Rose and Coral - the four year old twins.

A few siblings may be a bit of an understatement.

"Mum says you should go buy sweets for Coral," Slate said while eating a wrap as he and mum decided to intrude in my room.

My room's decent. Basically just grey and pretty big. A few pictures above my bed; those are of the important people.

I rolled my eyes as I put my hoodie on. "We live two minutes away from Subway. Go buy her cookies yourself,"

Mum was about to speak but Slate interrupted her. "You still in an argument with Blue?" he asked 50% interested and 50% just wanting mum to be aware of it.

I didn't really want her to find out because of how she'd react.

"What argument?!" she asked annoyed. "You do realise she must be scared-"

"Mum," I began almost laughing. "Blue has a lot of emotions but fear doesn't exist in her vocabulary,"

Mum narrowed her eyes and sat at the end of my bed. She knows being angry won't help anything. "Okay," she said more calmly. "What happened?"

I sighed and sat next to her. "Okay, but I'll make it quick. So basically..."

"All I'm saying is," Blue began while we were walking our neighbour's dog to the park. "It doesn't seem like your depression was real,"

Can she get any more annoying? She's so lucky she's my sister.

I scoffed. "So what? I made my mental health problem up?"

She rolled her eyes. "You faced a few issues in school and at home and you were sad for a while and you call that 'serious depression'. You can call my anxiety fake if you want but you were not depressed,"

So we start talking, I confide in her like normal twins do, and she acts like this.

I laughed. "You were nervous a few times and you call that an anxiety disorder," I handed her the dog leash and put my hands in my pockets.

I sighed. "I was bullied,"

She sighed. "I was kicked out of school,"