I was reading a book, and the twins in the book were treated very differently by their parents. It gave me inspiration for this story and i just had to type it. And i have no inspiration for my other story. I mean I've got IT. Yeah T-T I hate Writter's Block ("Writter" is spelled right. It is an inside joke of sorts.) ANY critique of stuff, or if you want something to be put in RbBb, it will gladly be accepted.
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"How did it come to this?" a girl dressed in all black asked the girl in pink standing next to her. Their eyes never leaving the sky.
"I don't know. It's like one second we are five year old children having fun and laughing as if tomorrow didn't matter-" the girl in pink started.
"And now all we care about is our cliques not mingling. The Goth's and the Prep's. I wish we could laugh like we were five again. Why are you smiling, Maddie?"
"We can and will. Jordan, once we become one of The Boy's, we can. With them we need not worry." Maddie's smile would have dazzled anyone, but Jordan was immune because of their childhood.
"Do you really believe that?" Maddie's smile faltered a little when Jordan said this, but she continued to tell Maddie the cold, hard truth. "Hasn't this rift gotten too big for that? If we had tried to fix it before, it would have worked, but now it seems too big. I mean, how could we fix this?" Jordan looked at Maddie.
Maddie's smile had faded, but hope was in her eyes as she stared at the night sky. "We can make it work. We did once; our innocence did that. But our strength should be able to pull us through this time." As Maddie spoke, her eyes started to fill with tears. "At least I hope it will. I wish this to work. It will make us a big family. I want that for us." A single tear betrayed her.
"Remember how Mother and Father treated us?" Jordan spoke. "I am afraid of that. Actually, terrified is more the word to use. I don't want us to be close and you to be the only one loved. I hated the fact that when I looked at you I felt I was looking at myself from another dimension. I wanted what you had; that is what really scares me. I don't want my envy to destroy what we will get back. You are my only twin." They looked each other in the eyes. A set of blue eyes met a set of mismatched blue and green eyes.
"I know, but David will never let you leave or let me hurt you in any way. And Marco will not risk my happiness," Maddie smiled faintly.
"I don't want to create a rift again." Jordan started to mess with her bottom most earring, something that the twin did a lot when she was nervous.
"If one starts to open, we will stitch it right up, Love." A platinum blond male came from the shadows. His long trench coat flowed behind him. His mullet never let a hair out of place. "Won't we, Marco?"
Another blond boy stepped from the shadows alongside the first blond. His hair was quite curly, and his jacket was very artsy. "Yeah, David, we would stitch it up before they even noticed that there was one there," Marco spoke.
"David," Jordan let a rare smile that was becoming less rare show. David countered her smile with one of his own.
"Marco," Maddie's eyes started to tear up with happiness.
"Maddie," Marco's eyes filled with lust and need. "We will be here for you two forever." With that, the two boys and girls disappeared into the night.
