My Terror Twin And I

One year

Today marks one year since Jessie and I escaped from the maniac.

The twins were one year and a few months old. Victory's eyes had turned a beautiful, deep sparkling blue. Her hair was long, naturally dark brown and straight, just like my natural hair. CJ's eyes matched bens exactly. They even lit up the same way when he did things ben liked. His hair was a sandy mousy brown and curly. They were basically exact replicas of ben and I.

Charley was eight now. She had inherited my mums looks. Her eyes were a Crystal blue and her hair was ash blonde.

She had gotten into singing lately and she had an amazing voice for someone so young. I could see potential in her when she grows up. She sure does take after her dad.

Jessie fit like a puzzle piece into our family. She was now sixteen. All of her wounds had healed finally and she was fully functioning. Her hair is now deep red and it matches her red/brown shaded eyes.

She had nightmares for the first six months of living with us. They almost locked her away. I refused to let anything like that happen to her. Her self harm has stopped, she shows me her arms proudly every night. Her depression is recovering finally. She has very high anxiety and she doesn't talk much but she has pills for the anxiety that she can take only if she wants to. She's finally agreed to go to school after this long. Her counsellor thinks her PTSD is slowly going away, thank god.

Ben and I are back together finally. We're better than we've ever been.

I purchased that beach house. Well ben and I went halves. Let me tell you, it's heaven here.

*authors note*

This isn't the end

It's just a catch up.

This story is going to be very very long aha. Is everyone enjoying it?

Sorry for any errors. Everything I write is on my phone and published from my phone.