Fright Night (1985)

The Twins

Chapter One

Abby & Aggy

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~GaGa4FrightNight~

Identical since birth. Identical dark brown hair. Identical hazel eyes. Identical in every way imaginable, that is until they grew into teenagers.

All their life, Abigail and Agatha were never compared to one another for they were identical twin sisters. Abigail was the first to take that first breath and fifteen minutes later was followed by Agatha. From their birth and into their child years they were always dressed identical with their brown hair identically styled. Never a photo of just one, always both. But differences had emerged throughout the growth of their personalities, yet, they were still defined as identical with their differences looked over. Though they remained with the same faces with different likes and dislikes passed their large hazel eyes, they were as close in the manner if they were one singular individual. They were one another's confidant, best friends, and forever bonded as sisters, twin sisters.

It wasn't until they reached their teen that Abby and Aggy began to express their individuality in the means of their clothing and hair style choices. Abby favored the color blue and Aggy favored green. Abby preferred to wear pants and simple shirts and flat shoes. Aggy preferred to wear dresses and skirt with pretty feminine blouses and wore slight heels. Abby preferred to wear her hair pinned back in ponytails to keep the length out her way. Aggy preferred her hair down to show off the lengthy and thickness. And when they graduated high school they finally had their first separate black and white photos.

Another they identical quirk they shared, Abby and Aggy were inseparable. They were sisters first and foremost and anyone or anything would never come between them. Their bond was exactly how it has been always described between all twins. They lived and breathed in one another's presence. They survived hand in hand and side by side. Together they left their parents' home and pursued a further education attending the same college and shared the same room in a sorority house. They attended the same classes which they walked to side by side. They worked as waitresses at the same diner. Yet, they maintained separate personalities with their own unique differences.

Abby continued with her Tom boyish ways as Aggy maintained her feminine ways. Yet, neither ever experienced the affections of the opposite sex. Abby was more focused on her studies as Aggy straggled along being distracted by attractive Hollywood actors. Abby continued her determination to go beyond a simple secretary while Aggy was perfectly alright settling for such career. Abby wanted to push herself to the highest possible goal to be reached as Aggy found no need to push herself any further.

The twins graduated college, Abby was one of the highest in their graduating class while Aggy settled for the average middle. From that business college they emerged and returned to their suburban town. Abby immediately dove to the opportunity to embrace the offered job from she and Aggy father who ran a very successful realtor business, jumped head first to become the town's first female realtor. As for Aggy, she was satisfied with the secretarial position which had her fetching coffee and using the cloth ribbon typewriter while answering phone calls using her sweet and feminine voice. Abby's mind focused on her career while Aggy simply continued to fancy those glamorous men that were out of reach.

The sisters remained in their family home sharing the same bedroom they had throughout their childhood. Their bond was still unhindered. They continued to be the best of friends always being one another's supportive voice. Yet, their personalities continued to change. Abby saw no place in her life for men, wanted her career and eventually full independence though she would never abandon Aggy. Aggy daydreamed on a regular basis of the perfect gentleman to sweep her romantically off her six inch heels, yet she too could never see herself abandoning Abby for any man. And so their lives continued together, side by side and hand in hand.

A few years passed and Abby found herself taking on the full responsibility of the realtor business the moment their father passed from a massive heart attack. Aggy reluctantly took on even more responsibility beyond being a common secretary now that she and her sister both inherited the business.

A few years again passed and the sisters fully inherited the family home upon their mother's passing from fatal depression. Aggy was the unfortunate one who returned home to bring their mother lunch to find that their mother no longer could continue life without their father. That moment embedded deeply inside Aggy, the image forever implanted of their mother wide eyed while lying in a bath filled with blood reddened water and two slit wrists. Abby was effected but took on the strong role and did everything imaginable to protect their family name from such a scandalous tragedy. Their mother was buried beside their father and took the family secret to the grave.

Now, it became just the twin sisters, no other family. Both turned thirty and were decently successful but continued living entwined lives. Abby continued to maintain the reputation of the realtor business with Aggy's help making first impression with clients. Yet, something was about to emerge between the two inseparable sisters, something with dark intentions and even darker motives. And that something emerged one evening when the sky grew dark.

Abby was in her office as usual, everything decorated to her unique test but kept her father's mahogany desk. Aggy was outside her sister's office door tidying and putting away contracts and customer files and real estate listings.

Aggy tucked away another thick file folder into the metal file cabinet while in one hand she held one of her Hollywood magazines. She easily moved about her secretarial space while her eyes focused and studied all the juicy details concerning the Hollywood elite. Her six inch heels moved effortless back and forth across the carpeted floor as she snatched one handed file after file. She hummed a little Buddy Holly melody with her eyes scanning the details of perfect faces.

With a little hip bump, the final drawer was closed and she returned to her desk and sat down to continue to indulge in her little sinful Hollywood treat. She and Abby always left together which meant she could be waiting until Abby finished whatever business the twin was conducting on the phone in the office. She sat with her legs crossed and foot bouncing up and down in beat to the melody she hummed.

The rotary phone on the desk started to ring.

Aggy huffed in response to being interrupted reading her article. She dropped the magazine as the phone persistently rang.

"Aggy!" Abby shouted from behind the closed door of her office.

"Yeah, yeah!" Aggy called back, "I got it!" She grabbed the receiver, ended the annoying ringing, then brought it to her ear. "Port Bend Realty," she sang into the phone, "How may I help you?" She said the same words every day each time she answered phone for the passed several years.

"Yes," a man's voice spoke through the receiver, "I'm calling about a house that your realty currently has up for sale."

Aggy slightly rolled her eyes. Of course, she thought, since it was a realty business. "Yes," she sang with her typically sweet secretarial voice, "And what property are you speaking of, Sir?"

"The three story house on Elm Wood Street." the man sang in return.

Aggy's lips curiously puckered. After a second earful she heard something quite attractive about the man's voice. "Oh, yes," she chimed then rose up to fetch the file on the interested property, "78 Elm Wood, yes." She pulled open the file drawn and easily fetched the file.

"Yes, correct," the man agreed, "I'm interested in purchasing the property."

"Yes, Sir," she agreed, his voice became more and more attractive. Her eyes studied the file then she stated, "Well, Sir, would you like to view this property and if so, what would be convenient for you?"

"Please, the name is Jerry Dandridge." the man urged, "And, yes, I would like to view the property but unfortunately I am only available in the evenings, would this be of any inconvenience?"

"Hmm," she hummed, "I don't see why it would, Mr. Dandridge." She grinned, the man named Jerry Dandridge sure had a nice tone about his voice. She returned to her desk and set down the file then urged, "Just name a convenient time for you and I'll make the appointment." She lifted her hand and anxiously chewed on the tip of her nail, enjoyed his voice.

"Anytime after dark, I'm usually out until then." he explained.

She nodded then asked, "What day would you like to view the property, Mr. Dandridge?"

"Tomorrow evening, if that's possible." he replied.

Her eyes shifted side to side in thought. She slightly leaned and focused on the office door as a little idea formed in her head. "Well," she grinned more then said, "Tomorrow night will be perfectly alright. And, would seven be convenient for you, Mr. Dandridge?"

"Yes, that would be great." he replied, "And, might I ask, who am I speaking with?"

"Agatha Bayne," she answered.

"And will you be showing me the property, Miss Agatha Bayne?" he asked with nearly a sly cool tone about his voice.

Her lips formed into a smirk then she eagerly replied, "Yes and it'll be my pleasure."

"Excellent," he commented then said, "Well, I will see you, Miss Bayne, at seven tomorrow night."

"Yes, you will, Mr. Dandridge." she sweetly asked, felt somewhat devious for Abby always showed the properties.

Jerry Dandridge charmingly sang, "Thank you and have a good evening, Miss Bayne."

"Yes, you too, Mr. Dandridge." she chimed then lowered the receiver. She nearly girlishly giggled.

"Aggy!" Abby's voice shouted, "Who was it?!"

Aggy snatched up the Elm Wood file and quickly put it back in the file cabinet. "No one, Abby!" she called back, "Another solicitor, as usual!" She never lied to her sister but there was just something about the man's voice that encouraged to do so.

Aggy entered her sister's office and stood in the doorway with her typical sweet smile. "Are we ready to go home yet?" she asked. All their lives they always referred to one another as 'we' for that was how they lived their inseparable lives. "I'm hungry, Abby, and it's already passed eight." she stated as she stood with her hands tucked behind her back.

Abby looked to her sister then commented, "Yeah, I'm getting pretty hungry too." She rose up from her desk, snatched up the keys to the 1951 Cadillac. "Well, we should stop and pick up something from Sandy's." she suggested, Sandy's was a local diner, "I have to finish the paperwork on the Killway sale." She grabbed the thick file that held the entire bidding war that had finally come to a pretty expensive end.

"Sounds good." Aggy sang then spun around to fetch her wool coat.