ChildofChoas
We were only 10.
10....
And now
"Nico" Naya's voice trembled as I stared at the body by my feet.
My blood ran cold.
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"Nico" I whispered as I watched the horror take place on my twin brothers face.
"What do we do?"
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Family.... A load of bull shit.
But siblings no, one sibling, one sister.
My twin sister to be exact. She was my world, someone I'd kill for. She was my other half. Someone I could never be.
Our mother had never been well in the head. She died years ago, I left that in the past except now I'm fourteen one of the youngest kids to have millions of dollars and a fucking empire in their hands curtsey to my mother and step fathers last will.
I was to take over her so called job half for me half for my sister. The problem I wanted nothing to fucking do with this all and I was a hundred and ten precent sure, neither did Naya. We never did, never had.
But it was never our option.
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Talking brought pain.
Not talking still brought pain.
Living
Breathing
My skin didn't feel like my own.
My mind I had lost it quiet a while ago.
But I guess that was normal after everything that had happened. Nico's really been trying. Trying so hard to protect us both. I was trying, trying not to think about everything.
Everything that I did.
Oh but this was imposisible.
The room was stuffy. The two detectives sitting across from us so calm not knowing the dead man they were trying to find the killer for, was sitting right across from them.
What have we done
What have we done
What have we done.