Together Forever

by Elsie Snow

Ginger and Brigitte are working on their movie, but it's based off of their real life. Ginger is glad to play the older sister, but doesn't want to follow the script. Brigitte wants to make Ginger her "good girl", but will Ginger allow Brigitte to take over, even if B is really the older sister? Will B finally collar her little wolf? Or will Ginge finally be dominant?

1. Chapter 1

GINGER SNAPS

Ginger x Brigitte

Together Forever.

Chapter 1: How It All Started

I'm sitting on my bed, slowly dragging a knife against my skin, when my sister (and best friend), Brigitte, walks in. I smile at her. She nods at me. I wish she would smile more. I stand up and I walk to her, the knife still in my hand.

"Wrists are for girls. I'm slitting my throat." I look down at her, grinning.

She grins back and looks up into my eyes.

I know what she wants.

Slowly, I lean down and I nibble her bottom lip.

"CUT! WHAT THE HELL, GINGE!" The director yells. I growl silently. I back away from B.

"Chill! I was improvising."

"ON WHAT?! THAT'S NOT EVEN CLOSE TO THE SCRIPT!"

I flip him off. B laughs.

Brigitte sighs. "T-take five," she says quietly and walks out of the room, and I quickly follow her. I can hear her heartbeat, and it takes everything in me not to bite her.

Ok, so I know we're working on a movie, but it's actually based on our real story. Me and B are actual werewolves. I just found out a way to hide our form, so now, in the movie, I can make myself look like I did throughout the change. It freaks some of the cast out, but, like I care.

"You ok, B?"

"F-...fine."

"You're lying, what have I told you about lying?" I glare slightly. She frowns and mumbles sorry. I kiss her on the cheek.

"It's ok. C'mon, we need to get back," I grab her wrist gently and I lead her back to the set.

"ALRIGHT, TAKE TWO!" The director yells.

I see him whisper something about a "gag reel", or "behind the scenes", or something.

"C'mon, B, suicide is like the ultimate FUCK YOU! It's the pact, we promised we go out together, one way or another."

"Yeah, we were EIGHT."

"Sooo?

Out by sixteen or dead in this scene, but together forever." I hold my hand out, and I shake it slightly.

"United against life as we know it." Brigitte says and squeezes my hand.

We finish rehersal after awhile, and me and B walk to our hotel, covered in fake blood, freezing our asses off.

"T-they said it would be warm," Brigitte stammers from the cold.

"They fucking lied."

She chuckles and I drag her into the bathroom of our hotel.

"I find it weird that you're playing the older sister, when in real life, I'm actually older." Brigitte says logically.

"So? I fucking love it! I can finally be the motherfucking boss, bitch!" I joke.

She glares and suddenly pins me to the wall.

"W-what the fuck, B?" I stare at her.

"Bad girl."

Those two words make my knees go weak, and they buckle, and B throws me onto the floor, and climbs on top of me.

"B-Brigitte, we gotta take a fu-fucking bath!" I whimper as she claws my back, which is extremely sensitive...

"So? Be a good girl, and maybe I'll let you up," she whispers seductively as she bites my neck. I groan loudly, and I writhe beneath her.

"F-fuck, B! Lemme up!" I growl out, my fangs starting to show.

"Fine, but you own, fucker."

I stand up quickly and I push her out of the bathroom.

"I don't owe you shit."
"Sure, little sis. I'll deal with you tonight."

"Oh fuck me!" I murmur as I turn on the water.

Wait...

"I heard that."

"GO FUCK YOURSELF, B!"

"I'd rather fuck you."

"IGNORING YOU."
"Then why are you replying?"

"I-...URGH!"

She laughs evilly.

God please save me. I'm probably about to be raped by my fucking sister.

Huh, not that bad of a thought. Heheheh.