**Anna's POV**
Dad led the way into the house, after he called my 'uncle' Vic to come over for dinner. He said there was something wrong with Mom. I was scared, I just got my mom back, I didn't want to lose her again.
"Micky," Dad started talking the second we got in the house. "I got a letter a few weeks ago, from a doctor's office." Mom's head shot up and she looked really panicked.
"oh?" I walked over and hugged her when she made a choked, crying sound. "W-what did it say?" Uncle Vic left the room, saying he was gonna use the restroom.
"You know what it said Michaela," my dad was really angry and upset, I could tell. "It was about an issue they had with your physical scans and what they found after the crash."
"Dad, what was it?" I spoke quietly, dread dropping heavily in my stomach.
"In the crash," Dad spoke again, looking at Mom. I could literally see him shaking. "It said when the crash supposedly killed you, that there were remains from your pregnancy. That there were supposed to be two babies."
I gasped, I was a twin??!! WHAT?! I looked quickly between mom and dad a couple times before running out of the room. Locking myself in my room, I crumpled before I even hit the bed.
Tears came, I cried for my mom to go through the pain of losing a child, I cried for my dead sister, I cried for everything that was going on. After a couple hours, I looked at the picture of my parents prom picture on my nightstand, then down at my mom's bracelet that I always wore. I'd always told myself I wouldn't be like she was in high school, but what if I was wrong?
I lifted my head when I heard a knock on my door. Vic walked into my room and silently sat on my bed, curling his arms around me. I leaned into him, grateful he was like my uncle and would listen if I told him what was wrong.
"Vic, I," I began, trying to get control over my tears. "I had a sister, I was supposed to have a twin." I broke down in sobs, not able to control the words coming out of my mouth anymore. "When Mom was younger, my age, she cut herself when she was upset. I shouldn't want to do that but I do.."
I trailed off when I saw the pained look in his eyes. He hugged me even tighter and made me promise not to start, ever. I promised him, it was simple enough, right? I'd never broken a promise to my favorite uncle, so I felt comfortable in telling him I wouldn't.
After he went downstairs, I sighed, and lay down on my bed. I knew I'd have thoughts of my sister filling my dreams that night.
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Check My Pulse - sequel to Kissing Razors
FanfictionMicky Quinn has been dead for years. Her daughter, Anna Quinn, is now eighteen years old and wants to know what happened to her mom. Will the true story come out? Or will the lie that Anna and Kellin have living continue? Will they find out what...