Reunited | Dolan Twins

Pt 4

Regi's POV:

I look up at the person. He's so hot. Damn this town has a lot of hot boys lately. 

"I'm really sorry." I apologize. The more I look at him, the more he looks familiar. Is it- no, it can't be. Or can it.

"Hellooo?" he was waving his hand in front of my face. I snap out of my gaze. 

"Sorry! I just realized that i forgot to do something at my house. What was that?"

"I asked what your name is."

"Oh! My name is Regihanne Gilinsky. But everyone calls me Regi." As soon as I said my name, he looked surprised. He was judging me. Ugh, I hate it when people do that. It's like, leave me alone. Yes it's my name, what's the matter with it, bitch? It's not like anyone uses the name or anything, everyone calls me Regi. It's been 5 minutes and he's still been looking at me, Judging me, so I decide to break the silence.

"I actually- uh, I gotta go to the mall." I really had to. I needed to pick up some more fishnet leggings and ripped loose jeans that were tight around the waist and at the bottom of the jeans. Also, some more dark-coloured bomber jackets and dark-coloured crop tops. And booty-shorts and crop top sweatshirts. Basically, I needed a lot.

"Wait! Can I come? My brother isn't coming home until tonight so I'd be alone." I thought he was joking at first, but I realized he was serious when he said that.

"Uh- sure. But, just warning you. I shop A LOT. And I don't stop until I get what I need. You need anything from the mall?" I ask. He nods. "Some jeans and t-shirts." I nod and mutter under my breath.

"Damn, why are boys so boring."

"You do realize I heard that."

"Good, now y'all know!" I give him a cheeky smile and drive to the mall.

At the mall:

"Okay so do you wanna come to the stores that I go to or do you wanna go to your stores and we'll meet up later?" I ask.

"Since my bro isn't here, I'll come with you and help you, and you can come with me and help me." I nod and head off to the first store, Ardene.

I could only find the jeans and bomber jackets.

"Alright, sit here, I'll try them out and you'll tell me if they look good and same goes for you. Got it?" I say and he nods. I head into the changing room and try on the bomber jackets and ripped jeans. When I came out, his jaw literally dropped.

"Okay, close you mouth. You're embarrassing yourself. And plus, this is only the beginning." I  lift up my leg and slap my ass jokingly. I walked into the change room and tried on everything else. I came out and searched for stores with crop tops and crop sweatshirts. I found H&M so I just went in there and fond cropped hoodies and booty shorts. I tried them on and came out.

"Does this look good?" I asked, hoping for a yes.

"Amazing." He said studying the outfit. Kinda creepy, not even knowing who this person is.

"Thanks."

Okay, Imma just skip after the mall bc this is kinda getting boring to write soooooo hahaha. Idek why I just laughed. Ik, I'm weird.

After the mall:

We entered my car. We had 6 bags in total; 1 being his and 5 being mine. You know what people at my school say. I'm a shopoholic. And I would be the first to admit it.

"K first. What the fuck even is your name. In my head I've been calling you fucking Mr. Hot-As-" I clamp my hand onto my mouth, realizing what I had just said. He just chuckles.

"Don't worry. I totallllyyyyy get that a lot." He starts laughing. I join him.

"So where do you live?" I ask.

" Why? Are you gonna stalk Mr. Hot-Ass or something?" he smirked.

"Wow are such a pain in the ass."

"Pain in the hot-ass, you mean." I roll my eyes at the comment. He tells me his address and I drive there.

"Why do girls like shopping a lot?" he randomly asks.

"Uhhh idek. For me, I have to shop for myself bc my parents don't do it for me. You see, my parents left my bro and I all alone. I was 3 and he was 5, so we grew up the hard way. Idk why other girls like to shop though." I faced the road, trying to forget my past self. The violent me.

Flashback

"You're just a poor little girl, what ya' gonna do?" the man asked. I took out my knife and stabbed them repeatedly behind the alleyway of Hudson's Bay.

Flashback #2

"I can't even look at you because of how disgusting you are." I grabbed my scarf and choked them to death in a forest.

Flashback #3

"You are just a mistake and nobody will ever like you." A cruel woman said to my bro. I tackled her from behind and beat her up to death and I buried her with my own bare hands.

End of flashbacks

I was always the violent one. I've killed so many people but they deserved it. But no one suspects that it was me because I'm just a girl who is useless and can't defend herself when she's bullied. Well all the unsolved murders were all me. I proved them damn wrong.

"Regi, are you okay?" I look at him with anger in my eyes.

"Yeah, I'm okay." I turn to face the road. We pull up to his house.

"Hey, thanks for dropping me home. Here's my number." He hands me a card and I gladly take it.

"Do you wanna come in for a drink or something?" He asks.

"Sure, why not? I haven't had my Starbucks today. I think." I walk with him into his house. He jiggles his keys and unlocks his door. We walk straight to his kitchen and hands me a sprite. I take it and as soon as he turns around after closing the fridge door, I put down the can and sigh, signalizing that I'm done my drink.

"That was fast."

"Well, I am a thirst bitch." We start laughing at my comment until we hear a voice.

"Ethan, is someone he-" I look at the person. Looks similar to Mr. Hot-Ass. Wait, Ethan? I face Mr. HA's twin. Grayson. I keep looking back and forth until I've come to the point. 

Those are the Dolans.

"Oh fuck." 

That was the last thing I said before everything turned black.

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Okay, so I know that I said that I was gonna post only 2 a week. Well, I lied. I'll just post any weekday of every week. Probably gonna sneak my iPhone and write another chapter. For y'all.

Peace!