5 years ago…
"Hey guess what, Alana?"
"What?"
"I am finally seeing someone."
Alana looked up from the book she was reading, and her face lit upon hearing the news she was longing to hear. "Seriously, sis? Finally, you got rid of that other boy?"
"Yes I did! I am a little nervous. I hope mom finds this as good news, though."
Alana smiled weakly.
"Don't worry sis, I promise mom will come around. She still loves you, Alana."
"I doubt that, Sylvia… You're her favorite. Your good news is better than my even more great news. Mom lite up when she sees you, but me, it's different story. I have masters with a successful career and I live with mom, so she wouldn't be alone and still she looks at me like I'm shit." Alana said, quietly, twiddling with her fingers.
Sylvia came to Alana and wrapped her arms around her. "Look, sis. I look up to you so much. And no matter what, even if I am dating, you come first. So, don't worry about what mom thinks."
"Sure." Alana said, with a dark look in her eyes, while giving a small smile.
"So do you want to meet him?" Sylvia said, jumping up and down, giggling.
"Meet who?" Alana said, confused.
"My boyfriend, silly and I have great news, also." She said, with another girly giggle.
"Oh, yea, I want to and hear the great news." Alana said, still worried, forcing herself to cheer up.
"By the way you know him, since you talk about him all the time." Sylvia replied, while clapping her hands and still giggling.
"I talk about him all the time? What boy do I talk about the time? Alana said, laughing.
Sylvia looked at her, almost worried, but gave the prettiest smile to Alana, making her feel uncomfortable.
"I just want to tell you this, okay. If you do not want me to date or marry him. Just tell me, I will break up with him."
Alana gave her a puzzled look, frowning at her. Then she said, with an assuring voice, "It's fine, I…don't like anyone right now. And marry him? When did this happen?"
Sylvia gestured her hand towards Alana as if it was nothing. Sylvia smiled blissfully, hugging her twin sister, thanking her.
"Good good, well, he should be here any minute." Sylvia sighed, what seemed relief, which caused Alana to worry more.
It didn't take long, as Alana heard knocking at the front door. Sylvia walked to the door, opening it to Alana's biggest surprise to see the man who made her heart flutter unlike any man lock arms with her twin sister. It took a kiss for Alana to tremble and fall to the couch. Tears began to well up in her eyes.
"Alana! It's been awhile hasn't it?" Punk came over, as Alana received a hug from him, almost acting like an older brother.
"See, you have me and handsome and a strong brother-in-law to watch over you. What do you think of us, Alana?" Sylvia questioned, looking nervous, locking arms with Punk, while her head leaned against his shoulder.
Alana felt something stuck in her throat, as she felt pangs of sadness increasing her heartbeat and tears. "Brother in law?" she asked, sounding almost inaudible.
"We're getting married! I know I told you this just now, but I promise you are the first person we told this great news to"
Alana looked at her with shock, as Punk and Sylvia laughed proudly.
"When did you plan to get married?" she asked, sounding hurt.
Sylvia's smiled disappeared, as she immediately saw her sister's hurt expression. She let go of Punk's arms and reached out to Alana's hands, holding it tightly. "I really wanted to tell you, but everything was going great, and I didn't want to ruin it. We talked about marriage, yesterday, and we agreed it was the right moment to do so. But I promise. I swear that you are the first person to know."
Alana felt stuck in a situation, where she couldn't be honest with her feelings to her sister. Didn't Sylvia know how much Phil meant to her?
Phil met with Alana at the fitness convention that held in New York. They connected immediately, which lead them to hang out as friends a few times, here and there. Finally, Alana and Phil had near romantic date, but that was where Phil met Sylvia. Initially, Sylvia didn't like Phil, so she remembered her sister vividly squinting face of disapproval when she learned that Alana was dating Phil.
Now, it seemed the situation turned around, and Sylvia is now marrying Phil. How does this shit even happen? But then again, they both have a lot in common; particularly they were both wrestlers in the WWE. Alana could have wrestled with Sylvia, but she chose a different route. So, it seemed her love for Phil has always been one-sided.
"Congratulations, Syl." Alana smiled that she could barely muster up, as Sylvia gave out a silent sigh of relief, hugging her twin sister. "Thank you sis! That meant a lot."
On Wedding day…
"She didn't make it, there was too much blood and the wound was deep."
"How could this happen? She was alive few hours ago! This was supposed to be our wedding day! She couldn't have died! It's not possible."
"I am sorry, sir, but there was nothing we couldn't have done. She had great deal of blood loss and died. Again, my sincerest apologies."
With so many thoughts running in Phil's head, he completely ignored the doctor, and frantically started searching for Alana. He couldn't believe it, Sylvia was gone, in an instant. He didn't know what to do. He had to look for Alana, and she was alright.
"Alana, where are you?"
Phil found Alana with blood in her hands, while was staring at the floor, without a sound or movement. Phil grabbed her chin and Alana didn't even move a single muscle.
"Alana, are you all right? What happened to Sylvia? Please tell me what happened?" Phil said, crying, his head buried on Alana's lap.
Alana's eyes fell on the back of his head. "I killed her." She whispered.
"What?" Phil slowly looked up, confused and tear-stricken.
"I killed her. I told her that I hate her. Then she died. I killed her" Alana said, staring deeply into the disturbed eyes of Phil.
"How did you kill her?"
"I let her die, I chose not to save her. Because I loved you first. Was that a stupid thing to do?" Alana asked, with sympathy in her eyes.
Punk held her cheek, feeling pity on her. "It's okay Alana, you are in shock, you cannot blame yourself, we will get to the bottom of this. If it was the drunk driver, I will hunt him down, along with my lawyers."
Alana looked content, as she smiled at him, and said reassuringly. "Okay, I won't blame myself. And my name is not Alana, it's Sylvia."
Punk looked at her confused, and started to juggle around with his thoughts, asking himself what she meant by that. Alana was in shock, and holding her sister's blood in her hands, it was reasonable that she become far less sane. It was up to Punk to protect Alana, just as he promised Sylvia. But something about Alana, made him shiver. He was unable to explain the vibe about her.
Either way, he felt lost. All he had of Sylvia was Alana. That's all he had. He needed Alana more than anything as if this moment.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we need to take her in."
Alana started to laugh. It was a light laugh as she looked into space. Then she started humming, as the nurses forced her to sit down on the wheelchair. Punk looked at her in astonishment, not knowing what to think.
"Where is she going?" Punk asked quietly to the doctors.
"We need to take her to the mental institute to test her, since her shock has taken a toll on her."
"What kind of toll?"
"Trust me, you don't want to know. Here is my advice. Stay far away from her. Understand?"