THE
TWIN
@--- Chrissy
Prologue
"Now go to sleep, you two." My mommy whispered to Jake and I as we laid in our separate but next to cribs. Our mommy had just sang us our favorite song, "Little Ones". She made it up and started singing it to us when we were not even born yet.
Mommy kissed us both and went to her bed.
"G'night, Jake." I whispered.
"G'night Alley." He whispered back.
Then I drifted off to sleep.
I was woken up by a loud bang. Then a loud (what Mommy would call) siren.
Not long after that, big guys in blue suits came into the room and took Jake and I away. I was crying. The bang scared me. Jake was trying to hold back tears, but failed. We were only one year old.
Then they took Jake somewhere else than where I was going. "Jake!" I cried out.
"Alley," he mouthed.
Then I couldn't see him anymore. I cried harder.
Chapter 1
(15 years later)
It was only my 5th day with my foster parents. These were the first foster parents I've gotten. I was actually living in the town instead of just in the outskirts. Today was only going to be my 2nd day of school. Of this school anyway.
I was walking in the hallway, when suddenly, I saw a boy at his locker. We looked the same. Well, as same as a boy and girl can get. Could this be Jake, my twin?
I went to him. "Um, hi. If you don't mind my asking, what's your name?"
"Jake," he said confused.
My heart started beating faster. This could be him! "Do you-"
BEEEEEEP!
Great! The bell! "Um... can I talk to you after school? It's really important."
"Uh... okay." He said trying to sound normal but I could hear a hint of caution.
Sixth period seemed so long, but by the time the bell ringed, I jumped out of my seat and hurried out of that class.
I went strait to Jake's locker.
By the time I got there, the hallway was almost all vacated and he was just getting ready to shut his locker.
I started, "Do you by any chance know of a girl named Alley?"
"Uh. Not that I remember." He answered.
My heart stopped. What if he wasn't my brother? But he had to be. I thought of another thing, "When's your birthday?"
"Why are you asking all of these questions? I don't even know you."
I thought for a moment. Then I knew what I could do. It would cause me pain, but if it met seeing if this Jake was my brother... "Does this sound familiar?" Then I started singing, "Little ones, stop your crying, 'cause I will always be here," I started to cry, but I continued. "Whenever you will need me. I'll always love you. So little ones, stop your crying." By the end of the song, I was silently crying.
Jake had a look on his face unlike any I've ever seen. It was a look of surprise, sadness, and... memory coming back.
I smiled. "Do you... remember anything?"
"Yes. I remember... images of my real mom. Images of you when we were one. I remember the... gun shot then sirens." He looked at the ground. He looked back up and smiled a sad smile; "It's amazing that one song can bring back so many memories." His smile faded, "And bring you knowledge that the family you know is not your real one."
I took a deep breath. "They are your family, Jake. I'm the only one left of your real family. Mom... well, you know what happened to her... And dad left mom when she was pregnant with us. I am on my 5th day with my foster parents. I have been in the foster home my whole life except for the past 5 days. You have a family. A family is a group of people who love each other."
"Alley? Um... if I can talk to my parents about... this and they might want to... adopt you too, would you want to?" He asked me.
I smiled, "Of course I would. You're my brother. I've found you. You would not believe how long I have been searching for you. You would not believe how many times I... uh... ran away from the orphanage to look for you in the city." At the last part, I looked down in embarrassment. "I hope you aren't upset that I ran away. I got myself in trouble doing that."
"I'm not angry. I have done... similar things."
"You have? Well now I feel a little better." I said, looking up.
"You know," He said, getting more serious. "We still have a lot to learn about each other."
"I know. It has been 15 years. But if your parents do adopt us then we'll have plenty of time."
He took a deep sigh, "Yeah."
I went strait to seriousness, "Is something wrong?"
"I'm just... afraid of what might happen after we find out... enough."
"I'm a little scared myself, but at least I've found you."
He must've shook the thought away and smiled. "Yeah. I'll talk to my parents about it and see if you can come over for dinner tonight. What's your phone number?"
I gave it to him. "I'll be expecting a call."
"Don't worry, I'll call."
"Okay. Well, I better be getting home. As it is, I'm probably late. But I don't live far away from here."
"Yeah. I missed my bus."
"Oh! I'm sorry." I apologized.
"Don't apologize. It was worth missing the bus." He smiled.
I smiled. "I'll hopefully see you tonight then."
"Yeah."
We finally went our own ways.
TWIN
@--- Chrissy
Prologue
"Now go to sleep, you two." My mommy whispered to Jake and I as we laid in our separate but next to cribs. Our mommy had just sang us our favorite song, "Little Ones". She made it up and started singing it to us when we were not even born yet.
Mommy kissed us both and went to her bed.
"G'night, Jake." I whispered.
"G'night Alley." He whispered back.
Then I drifted off to sleep.
I was woken up by a loud bang. Then a loud (what Mommy would call) siren.
Not long after that, big guys in blue suits came into the room and took Jake and I away. I was crying. The bang scared me. Jake was trying to hold back tears, but failed. We were only one year old.
Then they took Jake somewhere else than where I was going. "Jake!" I cried out.
"Alley," he mouthed.
Then I couldn't see him anymore. I cried harder.
Chapter 1
(15 years later)
It was only my 5th day with my foster parents. These were the first foster parents I've gotten. I was actually living in the town instead of just in the outskirts. Today was only going to be my 2nd day of school. Of this school anyway.
I was walking in the hallway, when suddenly, I saw a boy at his locker. We looked the same. Well, as same as a boy and girl can get. Could this be Jake, my twin?
I went to him. "Um, hi. If you don't mind my asking, what's your name?"
"Jake," he said confused.
My heart started beating faster. This could be him! "Do you-"
BEEEEEEP!
Great! The bell! "Um... can I talk to you after school? It's really important."
"Uh... okay." He said trying to sound normal but I could hear a hint of caution.
Sixth period seemed so long, but by the time the bell ringed, I jumped out of my seat and hurried out of that class.
I went strait to Jake's locker.
By the time I got there, the hallway was almost all vacated and he was just getting ready to shut his locker.
I started, "Do you by any chance know of a girl named Alley?"
"Uh. Not that I remember." He answered.
My heart stopped. What if he wasn't my brother? But he had to be. I thought of another thing, "When's your birthday?"
"Why are you asking all of these questions? I don't even know you."
I thought for a moment. Then I knew what I could do. It would cause me pain, but if it met seeing if this Jake was my brother... "Does this sound familiar?" Then I started singing, "Little ones, stop your crying, 'cause I will always be here," I started to cry, but I continued. "Whenever you will need me. I'll always love you. So little ones, stop your crying." By the end of the song, I was silently crying.
Jake had a look on his face unlike any I've ever seen. It was a look of surprise, sadness, and... memory coming back.
I smiled. "Do you... remember anything?"
"Yes. I remember... images of my real mom. Images of you when we were one. I remember the... gun shot then sirens." He looked at the ground. He looked back up and smiled a sad smile; "It's amazing that one song can bring back so many memories." His smile faded, "And bring you knowledge that the family you know is not your real one."
I took a deep breath. "They are your family, Jake. I'm the only one left of your real family. Mom... well, you know what happened to her... And dad left mom when she was pregnant with us. I am on my 5th day with my foster parents. I have been in the foster home my whole life except for the past 5 days. You have a family. A family is a group of people who love each other."
"Alley? Um... if I can talk to my parents about... this and they might want to... adopt you too, would you want to?" He asked me.
I smiled, "Of course I would. You're my brother. I've found you. You would not believe how long I have been searching for you. You would not believe how many times I... uh... ran away from the orphanage to look for you in the city." At the last part, I looked down in embarrassment. "I hope you aren't upset that I ran away. I got myself in trouble doing that."
"I'm not angry. I have done... similar things."
"You have? Well now I feel a little better." I said, looking up.
"You know," He said, getting more serious. "We still have a lot to learn about each other."
"I know. It has been 15 years. But if your parents do adopt us then we'll have plenty of time."
He took a deep sigh, "Yeah."
I went strait to seriousness, "Is something wrong?"
"I'm just... afraid of what might happen after we find out... enough."
"I'm a little scared myself, but at least I've found you."
He must've shook the thought away and smiled. "Yeah. I'll talk to my parents about it and see if you can come over for dinner tonight. What's your phone number?"
I gave it to him. "I'll be expecting a call."
"Don't worry, I'll call."
"Okay. Well, I better be getting home. As it is, I'm probably late. But I don't live far away from here."
"Yeah. I missed my bus."
"Oh! I'm sorry." I apologized.
"Don't apologize. It was worth missing the bus." He smiled.
I smiled. "I'll hopefully see you tonight then."
"Yeah."
We finally went our own ways.