The car drive was silent. Did I say something wrong?

"Sar, are you okay?" I asked, and she nodded, still staring out the window.

I sigh. It's our birthday, why does she have to act like this? I just don't understand.

When we finally get home the sun is beginning to lower it's self in the sky. The first day of fall is in a few days.

Sara gets out the car and heads to my room and to her suitcase. She pulls out a nice pair of black pants, a loose white button up,and a cropped leather jacket. I just head to the shower and turn it to a scalding Temperture. I rid of my clothes and stand step into the water, letting it beat onto my face, and the front of my body. "Don't let her get to you." I think to myself. "She's being selfish. She's acting mean and distant on your birthday, the first one you've spent together in years. Don't let her get you down". I begin to get really angry. How could she do this to me? I've been so happy having her here and she's acting totally selfish and ruining it all for me. I get out the shower and dry off. I look into the mirror and my skin is pink. I wrap a towel around me and walk back into my room where Sara is buttoning up her shirt. She doesn't even look at me. I head towards my dresser, with my back to her and drop my towel. The soft thump on the floor made her look up, I know it. I can feel her eyes burning though my naked form. I slip on a pair of underwear, then a matching bra and walk towards my closet. I pick out some black slacks, an oversized shirt and a blazer. I put them on with my back still towards Sara. I check the time on my phone and we still have an hour or so before we leave.

I head to the kitchen. I pour myself a glass of wine and stand against the counter, taking small sips of the red liquid. I haven't tasted alcohol in a week and I've missed it. I promised myself I wouldn't get drunk around Sara, because I can tell it upsets her when I get too fucked up. But I knew that if I drank even the littlest bit, I'd want more, so I cut it out my diet completely.

"Drinking, I see?" Sara says in the doorway of the kitchen. My stomach begins to knot up in anger.

I hum "mhhmm" at her and take another sip.

"Well don't get too drunk, you're gonna have to drive us to meet mom soon."

"GOD DAMMIT, SARA!" I yell at her and she looks at me with a blank expression.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR DEAL!?" I ask getting into her face. She keeps quiet and still stares at me. She's barricaded against the kitchen counter. I shove her but she doesn't flinch.

"You're so fucking selfish." I say with a trembling voice, trying not to cry

"How the fuck am I selfish?" she defends herself.

"Because! It's our fucking birthday and you're giving me the silent treatment, you're so rude!" I yell at her letting tears of frustration fall down my cheeks.

"Oh I'm selfish and rude because I won't fuck you?!" She yells. It's silent after that. I stare her in the face. I want to punch her. We're wearing the same exact angry expressions and my body is pushed flush against hers and I want to kiss her. I want to hit her.

"I just wanted to be happy for one fucking day." I whisper sadly. "ONE FUCKING DAY." I scream at her.

"What, you wanted me to pretend to be in love with you again? Hmm? Is that what you wanted, Tee?" She asks puffing out her chest and pushing against me so I walk backwards until my lower back hits against the opposite counter.

"We'', I can't fucking do that. I can't play your little games. I don't want to live a fucking lie." She says venomously. I let out a sob in the silence.

"Don't come to me with your fucking alligator tears, I've had enough of your fucking crying." She says. I cry more. She shoves my shoulders.

"Stop crying." She says forcefully. The tears won't stop. She shoves me again.

"Stop fucking crying, Tegan." She says, her voice cracks when she says my name. She grabs me by the soulders and shakes me this time.

"STOP FUCKING CRYING!" She yells with tears running down her own face. She turns away from me and puts her hands over her face, tears dripping through her fingers.

"I thought it would all be different." She sobbed.

"I thought that maybe, just maybe, you'd be over me and we could finally be normal and happy, but I don't know if that'll ever change." She hiccuped. "But you're slow to letting me go, and I just, I can't deal with this, Tegan. I don't want to fall back in love with you. I can't. I'm finally happy. This is just ruining it all."

My heart breaks. I was never aware of how Sara took this all.

"I'd rather you hate me than love me, at least then I wouldn't have to see you and I wouldn't have to feel like this." She adds into the silence.

"Feel like what?" I ask quietly.

"Like I'm 16 again and realizing how I'm head over heels for you." She says just as quietly.

"Are you?"

"I don't know." She says quietly. Her back is still turned to me and her heads still in her hands. I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her in a tight embrace.

"I'm sorry." I say.

"I'm sorry, too." She says sadly. I spin her around so she's facing me.

"You know what they say about twins?" I say and removing her hands from her face. She looks straight into my eyes with her identical honey colored ones.

"They say that when two star crossed lovers die, that they are reborn as twins." I say.

She crashed her lips into mine. I feel as if I'm about to faint and my knees go weak, but Sara is quick to wrap her arms around me and hold be up before I collapsed. Her lips are just as soft as I remember. Our lip lock feels as if it lasted for a century before she pulled away from me, our lips making a small smacking sound as they parted.

" I think it's about time to go meet mom." She says. "I'm just going to re adjust myself and then we can leave." She walks to the bath room and closes the door and the sink runs. I have never been so happy, sad, confused, and angry in my entire life.

A/n: Thanks for the follows! Reviews are always appreciated. Thank you. c: