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1. The Fire

Narrator pov.

I suppose you clicked on this story because you want romance. Well if that's the case I think you should find a different story. This story involves romance, sure, but it's not the normal lovey dovey romance you'd normally see. No, this is about twisted love. This is a tale about a group of teenagers, but the story mostly about two specific people. A girl and a boy, whom's names are Violet Neff and Damien Thorn. Violet is a 17 year old girl, who lives with her sister, Allie Neff. The two are very close, you could say they're thick as thieves. Allie is the younger sister of the two girls, she is 16 years old. Well I guess you're probably wanting me to get on with the story. If you so desperately want me to, then I guess I can't stop you from reading. Just know this book isn't about happy endings and all that jazz. This story is a about the sad and unfortunate tale of Violet and Allie Neff. You have been warned.

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Violet pov.

It was a normal sunny yet, cloudy day. Allie and I were just hanging out at our favorite hangout spot, a small beach. It was a few blocks down from our home. It was a small, yet calming beach. Nobody usually came here, but us. "Hey sis, look what I found." Allie said with a smile across her face. I walked over to her and saw a beautiful seashell in her hands. "Wow, how'd you find this?", I asked her looking at it curiously. "I was just walking along and I found it. I thought it looked pretty cool." She said smiling proudly. I nodded, "It is indeed." I pulled her into a hug. We pulled away after a minute or so. As Allie and I were walking towards our blanket we saw a couple of fire trucks zooming by. "Huh, I wonder that's all about.", I say looking confused at the now fading trucks. "I don't know.", Allie shrugs. "I guess we should get back home. Dad said dinner would be ready soon, so let's go." Allie says, grabbing our blanket and stuffing it into our basket. "Yea you're right.", I say following behind her.

~Timeskip~

Narrator pov.

Allie and Violet were heading back to their lovely home, as stopped in their tracks. They stopped because of smoke. They smelt smoke coming from the direction of their home. They looked at each other and nodded, sprinting as fast as they could to their home. Little did they know the surprise they were going to get.

Shock and disbelief. That's all the teens could feel at the moment. The sisters stood there looking at their, now destroyed home. Nothing could describe the other feelings they had inside. They called to their dad, but heard no response. They were to late. Everything had been destroyed. The girls began to hug each other tightly, sobbing into each others arms. They couldn't understand why. Why did this happen to them? Why now? These are the questions I'm afraid I can't answer. The sisters were now orphans.

~Timeskip~

Allie pov.

Violet and I were sitting at the court house. We were waiting to see who we'd be living with now. I just hope they're nice. I looked at Violet, she looked like she was going to cry. I quickly embraced her. "It's okay sis. As long as we have each other we'll be fine.", I said trying to comfort her she nodded and smiled. I'm glad we still have each other. I don't know what I'd do without her. Just then a man, looking to be about thirty came towards us. "You must be Allie and Violet, right? Daughters of Daniel Neff?" He asked raising a brow. "Yes, sir.", We said in sync. "Ah, ok then. Come with me I will be taking you girls to your new home." We quickly up and followed the man.

"So uh, sir?", The main looked at me threw his rear-view mirror. "Yes, child?" I got annoyed when he called me a child. "What's your name?", I asked him, he then laughed. "My name is Walter Spalin." He says quickly before coughing a bit. "Hmm Walter Spalin? Seems familiar.." Walter looks back at us through the rear-view mirror, "Girls, this going to be quite a long ride. I suggest you two take a nap or somthin'." I lay my head against the back of the seat and doze off.

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~Meanwhile at the Thorn Mansion~

Damien pov.

"Damien?! Mark?! Come on, the girls will be here soon!", I hear Uncle Richard call Mark and I. "Really? Girls.. I'm not so sure I'm going to enjoy our new guests.." I say to Mark, looking down at the ground. "I don't know.. I think it'll be nice. After all it'll be even.", Mark says enthusiastically. "What do you mean by even?" I ask him, slightly confused. "I mean. There will be two boys and two girls. So there will be four of us.", I nod at his statement. "You're right.. I guess."

Mark and I walk downstairs towards Richard and Ann. "They're here. Now, you boys be nice. These girls just lost their home, not to mention their father. So please, don't give them any trouble.", Richard says. Mark nods, I then hesitantly nod.

When the door opens, I see the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.

TO BE CONTINUED!