"We don't have to go home C. Moms working late at the hospital and Dads at the office. He's got quite a few cases this week"
Our mom is a nurse at the hospital where me, my brother, and all the assholes that I consider "peers" were born. Our dad's the sheriff. Sounds so lame but hey, sheriffs better than a deputy.
"Where do you suggest we go then, Mr Adventurous?" Me, being a skinny five foot two twig, sarcasm is my only defence.
"I dunno smart ass, I'm hungry, but I really need to get like butterfly stitches or something on this thing, it's hurting like a bitch" Luke says gesturing towards his cut eyebrow.
"Okay, I'll stop in at the pharmacy for stitches. FYI you sound like a little bitch." I say laughing at my brother for his extremely and pathetically low pain threshold.
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We drove for a while, belting out Green Day and Joy Division songs as we drive along narrow country roads. We stopped at a little diner just outside of town and stuffed our faces until we could barely move.
"You know C," Luke said with his mouth full as he scoffed last few bites of his hamburger, "I wish we could do this more often."
"Do what more often Luke?" It was a silly question really. I knew what he meant I just wanted to hear how he said it.
"Bond. Like obviously we share a room and shit but that was forced not out of choice. I wish we could like spend time together, be like normal twin brother and sister."
"Dude, you know that's not possible."
A look of pain appeared in his eyes.
"You're too much of a freak to be normal." I say with a smirk.
I laughed. Luke laughed. Like a proper laugh. I haven't laughed in so long. Probably because I haven't been happy in just as long.
We decided to call it a day and we headed home.
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Luke fell asleep after a while of me playing slow, peaceful tunes on my guitar. Even after I could hear his light snores, I continued playing. I didn't stop for a long while.
Music was my escape from reality, it helped me forget about all of my problems, helped me escape from myself. Music is my release. Most people use weed to let go. I use music.
Perhaps that's how I got into this mess in the first place. Or maybe it's what helped me forget it all for a while.
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authors note:
Luke and Cece's twin relationship is so cute like srsly.
Still in the dark about the terrible incident, sorry guys may be a lil while before you all find out oooooh comment on what you think it might be....
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