The jury stared in disbelief at the glazed eyes and red hair standing in the box before them as she retold her story of the events that unfolded over the months just gone.
She had been used to sharing. She had been sharing since conception. She shared toys, clothes, makeup, birthdays. She even shared genetics. Naomi, however, she most certainly did not want to share. Her sister, on the other hand did not seem to see the problem with first sharing, and then stealing the blue eyed goddess from her grasp.
It had been a particularly harsh day in Bristol, the rain crashed down around them as they trudged off towards the Lizard Lounge, a small club in the heart of the city. The red head had run straight to the bathroom to sort out the wet mess that sat atop her head. When she returned she spotted her sister was chatting to, no leaning in to the blonde. If she hadn't known any different she could have sworn they were flirting. The red head made her was over to them and planted a long, sensual kiss on her girlfriend's lips, demanding her attention.
Throughout the coming months she could see glances being passed to and fro between her sister and her lover. They would brush up against each other when passing, even though there was plenty of room to walk around with out this being necessary. Her lover would suddenly burst into a smile when she heard her sisters name, or when she received a text from her sister. They were spending more and more time together under the pretense of working on some college project or another. Due to all these niggling feelings she was beginning to suspect they were becoming more than just friends, and jealousy hit her with all the force it could muster. Arguments broke out about the littlest of things. 'The music was too loud'; 'there was a stray hair in the sink plughole'; 'they didn't have equal amounts of wine in their glasses'. The littlest of things, and bam, full blown argument.
Eventually the truth was out; Naomi had cheated on her, with her sister. The rage built up, and the red head had lost her temper. She had been standing in the kitchen when they had stumbled in, clinging to each other in a rather compromising embrace. She had turned towards the kitchen counter, picked up the bread knife that was sitting in front of her and turned back with a menacing glint to her eye. Instincts took over at that moment as she blacked out. She lunged forward, and according to the policemen that had been alerted to the screams by a worried neighbour, had repeatedly plunged the knife into both her sister and her lover before being found collapsed on the floor in a fit of hysterics. The tears flooding her eyes.
The jury had made their decision, the verdict was back, and the red head looked down at her shoes with a seemingly scared tinge to those solemn brown eyes as a voice boomed throughout the court room. "Katie Fitch, I hereby sentence you to lifetime imprisonment for the murders of Emily Fitch and Naomi Campbell. Take her away".
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