The McCann Twins

11

Jason.

"She reminds you of her, doesn't she?." I asked, looking at Justin as he stared out the living room window. I walked Gabriella up to her room a few minutes ago and decided it was time Justin & I had a talk. I didn't need her listening in and asking questions later on. It was none of her business.

"What are you talking about?" He glared at me. I walked over, taking a seat beside him.

"Don't play dumb." I said with a shake of my head. He knows exactly what I'm talking about. Those big brown eyes, long dark eyelashes and just her aura reminds me so much of Alison. If I could see it, I knew he could too.

"She's nothing like Alison." He rolled his eyes. I chuckled shaking my head. I didn't even say her name, but he knew that's who I was talking about.

"Whatever, Justin. You can pretend not to know what I'm talking about, that's fine, but it's time for you to leave this girl alone, and start to remember that she is just a job. She is not Ali." I said pointing at him. Justin's jaw clenched and I knew I was hitting a nerve. He doesn't like to talk about Alison and absolutely hates when I, of all people, bring her up.

"Don't you think I know that?! I know she's not Alison! Alison is dead! She's never coming back!" He yelled. Justin sighed deeply, running his hand through his hair and looked at the ground. "I'm just having a little fun, Jason. Don't you think I deserve it?" He asked.

***
One hour later, I was in my bed.

I couldn't sleep. At all.

This wasn't like any other night where I would fall asleep and then wake up every 30 minutes. I literally could not fall asleep. Not even for a minute.

I sighed loudly, throwing the blanket off my half naked body and swung my feet onto the cold hardwood floor. I stood up, stretched & made my way towards my bathroom so I could take a piss. I closed my eyes, relieving myself & once I was done I washed my hands and went back to bed.

"Let's try this again" I said out loud.

As soon I closed my eyes, Alison pops into my head. It never fails. I don't know what's been going on these past few nights, but she's been on my mind heavy. I've had difficulty sleeping since she died, but it's never been like this. Never to the point where I close my eyes and there she was. Not since she first left us.

I sighed, knowing tonight was gonna be a long ass night.

A few minutes later, of me just staring at the ceiling, a thought popped into my head.

"I'm not doing that." I said aloud, to no one. See? This no sleep thing has got me going crazy. Talking to myself and shit.

I sighed loudly, sitting up in the bed and glancing at my digital clock. It was extremely late and we had things to do in the morning. I needed my rest, whatever I could get.

"Fuck it." I said out loud. I got up, pulling my gray sweatpants from the floor and putting them on my legs. Within seconds, I was down the hall, staring at her bedroom door. I was just on Justin's ass about this. I'm such a hypocrite. He's gonna be pissed.

Without knocking, I unlocked the door and opened it, hoping not to awake her. I didn't have time to hear her complain, I just wanted some sleep.