The Ones Who Can't

The Ones Who Can't

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"It was awkward, to say the least. I don't know him, but he slept four feet away from me. Vincent and Tyler tried to kill me. Kristen was almost killed by Victoria. Oh, Victoria. She came, and her tornado of chaos tagged along." They'd use the word stuck to describe it. The older one ended up welcoming it. She lost everything, and she wanted out of her life. Was drinking human blood really such a terrible price to pay? Life had been horrible to her, so now she'd be horrible to it too. The younger one didn't welcome it. She realized what would happen to her sister a little too late. It was her fault, it always had been. Everything her sister lost was her fault. Once she figured it out, everything was done. So now she's stuck in a house in middle of no where, waiting for the sister she betrayed to get her out. You'd think the lives of Charlotte and Victoria are as messed up as it gets, but you're wrong.
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes

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