Alice William, the hated, unloved, unwanted twin. She's been abused as long as she's remembered, while her twin, Grace, lives the life of luxury, both at home and school.
Alice and Grace are bipolar opposites. Grace being your typical, girly gir...
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"I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!!" Everyone stood in complete and utter shock as the young 16-year old girl screamed from the top of the top of her lungs. It felt as if a dagger had been shot through the Valentino mens hearts hearing the pain, anger and hatred in her voice.
And it was all there fault.
It was all their fault as the twins were ripped from each other. Their fault as the females in generations got kidnapped from them. Their fault as only one came back and the other... dead. It was their fault as Alice held the limp body of her sister.
The red liquid pooled around the young sisters. Pain could be seen as clear as day and night on their face. The tear streaked face of their emotionless sister told everyone how bad this situation really was.
There was a time when everyone dreamed to have an emotion displayed on her face. Dreamed for her to open up and show her true feelings to the world. But what was once was a dream turned into a nightmare of pure horror. The same horror seeping through Alice very skin. The same horror shown in her eyes. The very eyes that watched her sister die.
"DO YOU HEAR ME!" Her heart burned with hatred, hatred that could end one by burning them alive from the inside, out. Hatred that made one with such hate turn their backs on the world, falling into an endless pool of pain. "YOU DID THIS! SHE'S DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU! BECAUSE OF YOU. YOU KILLED HER. YOU TOOK HER AWAY FROM ME!"
And she died with a smile. Only she could die happy.
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~And hour earlier~
"I want you to p- promise me something..." Tears pooled in her eyes, blood dripped down her chin from her mouth.
"N- no, no, n- no. D- don't say t-that, w- will get h- help a-and you w- will get b- better, o- ok?" I tried to apply pressure to the wound with a never ending drool of blood that cascaded down Graces chest and onto the concrete floor I kneeled on as Grace body lay flat on the ground.
Grace smiled up at me. No, no, no, no, no, no! Even when she is fucking dying and in pain, she smiles. She fucking smiles!
Tears stain my cheeks, my eyes wide in horror. My clenched in my chest. It hurt, it hurt so fucking much! I wanted it to go away, for all the pain to disappear, disappear into thin air.
