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...Chapter One...
Neon gazed dully at the pale green wall in frint of her. The same thing she'd done yesterday and the many other days since her twin brother Riku was murdered in front of her. At first she had screamed every night in her sleep, waking herself up and pretended to be happy by day, but then she stopped eating, sleeping, and eventually would black out from exhaustion. After that came the screams, those screams sounded as though she were experiencing the worst pain on earth.
Her once bright teal eyes grew dull and hollow, her skin grew pale and clung to her, allowing one to count her bones, dark circles appeared around her eyes, and it seemed like the only living thing about her was her white hair, which seemed to thrive now that its owner seemed dead.
Neon didn't react to the sound of feet running up the stairs, nor to the slamming open of her door. She did however react when her blond haired brown eyed cousin latched onto her arm and drug her down the stairs and out the door, ranting about her recluse of a cousin needing to treat herself. Asuming this 'recluse of a cousin' was her, Neon blinked and managed a puzzled, "what?" before her cousin dumped her into the car and drove toward the mall.
"Come on! Just one little bitty taste!" Sora begged her cousin, Neon, who hadn't said a word at all dring their shopping and was now refusing to even attempt a cherry brain freezie. "This was your favorite thing, Neon. You used to love shopping with me, even though you always said I was annoying and talked too much and wore too much pink and glitter. You were always quiet but now you almost never speak! And then when you do it's three words at the most."