[𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍]
........... :Hey Emma
Emma: yea
.......... :If You were told to define or describe LOVE? What would you say?
Emma: LOVE?... LOVE Is pathetic, it is weak, it so over rated and that is why, it is so last season So get over i...
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THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW
"Mom! do you know where the butter is, I wanna to make popcorn! "
"Umm, check the kitchen cabinet on the left!, it should be there! "
I groan internally realizing she was talking about the top left kitchen cabinet Which I wasn't tall enough to reach. It was in that moment my twin sister who was a few inches taller than me walked in and helped me grab the butter from the cabinet. She has been trying her hardest to make me forgive her but I wouldn't bulge. What if this was another scheme of hers to get under my skin, then hurt me way worse than last time, I thought but then again she seems really remorseful and sober these days.
Our house, which was always crawling with different kinds of strangers every weekend, was now as quiet as a ghost town as If no one lived here. As if that wasn't enough, she went shopping for all my favorite thing from clothes, to head phones, to fancy canvas, even to the point of getting me the latest iPhone 11. Of course, I accepted it all especially the iPhone. I was tried of parading the streets with this old bottom bittered duct tape techno android phone. Now here she was dress in a joggers and a simple tee that had our eleven year old face on it. She was looked at me expectantly now and I not known what to say, I just collected the butter from her and muttered
" Thanks "
"Don't mention it twinsis"
I open my mouth to speak but then closed it again. She hasn't called me that since forever, she has also never worn that tee shirt since moms made us wear in on our 11th birthday which was before the whole kosi ordeal. I actual thought she gave it out or she sold it or something but here she was stand 2inches way from me in that same very tee-shirt. I looked away from her and as i busyed myself making popcorn.
"Watcha making? "
"None of... Hmmm popcorn "
"Cool can I help? "
"No and... why are you wearing that shirt with our 11years old selves on it? Thought you threw it out or something. "
"No i didn't throw it out, and I Almost never took it off either. I've been wearing it for the past 5 years. "
"Oh... Me too "
I smiled still feeling skeptical about my sisters niceness, I decide to voice out my thoughts just to be sure.
"How do I know this isn't one of your scheme, and your not out to get under my skin again just so you could make a bigger fool outta me? "
"I'm not, honest. I promise I'll do anything to show how sincerely sorry I am. Please Lydia, don't make it tougher than it already is. "
I looked at her wearily, trying to detect any sign of falsehood but there was none. I sighed feeling defeated but I didn't just accept her apology like that as I said
