I was going to wait until I finished TMA before I uploaded this, but then I thought, Fuck it! So yeah, here's a new one. If you like it and think I should continue, let me know? If you don't. That's cool too.

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Right Kind of Wrong

Six Second Poison

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"Fuck sakes Katie, how many fucking bags did you need to bring? We're only staying for two nights!" Naomi swore, heels clicking, fighting her way through the packed bags that Katie had thrown on the floor of the holiday house. Making it even harder for Naomi to drag her one suitcase in.

"She needs options." Freddie informed, passing Naomi a much needed beer to the blonde, after her long drive out. Noami let out a sigh of relief.

"Cheers." She nodded, clinking bottles with Freddie, rolling her eyes at her best friends packing. "It's a wonder you even managed to convince her to have this thing here. In the woods, with bugs." Naomi accentuated the last part of her sentence, forcing Katie to shiver.

"Don't fucking remind me." She poured herself a glass of wine.

"So when are the others arriving?" Naomi asked. This was no ordinary stay away. Katie and Freddie had invited their bridal party away for a weekend, before they finally say I do. Freddie had managed to convince Katie to have it at his Uncles holiday home. It was big enough for everybody to stay, and get to know one another. After all they were the closest people to the bride and groom. They would all eventually have to get to know each other.

Katie had invited her bridesmaids, Naomi, her best friend of three years, whom she met in college. Effy, Freddie's childhood friend from Bristol, Pandora, a friend of hers from Bristol, and Emily. Her twin sister. Although Katie was very reluctant to have Emily as a bridesmaid, in fact her words were "I'm not having that bitch as my fucking bridesmaid!", but her grandmother had insisted. And no one, not even Jenna Fitch could say no to Grandma Fitch. She was the original Fitch Bitch.

Freddie had invited his four groomsmen. His two childhood friends, Cook and JJ. Katie's little brother James, and his college friend Thomas.

"Effy, Cook, Panda, Thomas, JJ and James will be here in about half an hour." Katie informed, taking a sip of her wine.

Freddie forced a cough from his throat, giving his fiance a knowing look. Katie rolled her eyes, "And who knows when the fuck Emily will be here. If she even comes." Katie huffed, storming off.

"Emily? Twin sister Emily?" Naomi asked. Freddie nodded.

"She might as well be called fucking Voldermort to Katie." Freddie rolled his eyes. Naomi knew Katie wasn't very fond of her twin sister. In fact, everyone knew Katie wasn't fond of Emily. Naomi knew very little of Emily. In fact she had no idea of what the other twin looked like. Katie had zero photos and apparently zero tolerance. So this little get together, was bound to be interesting.

"I fucking heard that!" Katie yelled from the kitchen.

"You always do." Naomi yelled back. "Ah the joys of love eh Freds?" Naomi nudged Freddie, and they both made their way to the kitchen to help Katie.

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It was indeed half an hour later when the rest of the bridal party arrived. Naomi only really knew Effy, Panda, Thomas and Katie's younger brother James. She had however met Cook and JJ a few times. Cook had hit on her every time. And every time Naomi had declined his invitation for a willy waggle. Apparently he found her even more sexy when he found out she was bi-sexual.

It's a wonder how Katie and her are friends. They're so very different, yet so alike. Naomi had been the first girl to put Katie Fucking Fitch in her place, when they attended college together in London. Naomi studying Law, whilst Katie studied fashion, in hopes of opening her own clothing store. And since then, they have become rather close. Naomi knows there's more to Katie's bitchy exterior, and Katie knows that there's a way to melt the icy walls Naomi barriers herself with.

"Fredster! Where's the beers?" Cook howled, the minute he entered the house.

Naomi watched as Freddie and Katie exchanged hugs with the group. She wasn't much of a hugger, never has been. But she made exceptions for Cook and Pandora when the two of them embraced her. And by exceptions, she made little attempt to push them away.

She couldn't help but laugh the way James Fitch yelled, "Bitch!" at his sister before hugging her excitedly. Katie quickly wacked him upside the head. As much of a little shit that James is, Naomi has always had a soft spot for him.

"Looking fit as always blondie." Cook grinned, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

"Fucking aye!" James agreed, earning another slap from Katie.

"Would you two please stop hitting on her?" Katie huffed.

"So Freddie, where's your spliff?" Effy asked, sending a smile towards Naomi. Naomi had always felt strange around Effy. She was very mystique. Very hard for Naomi to understand. She constantly felt like Effy was watching her. Reading her. She barely knew Effy. Just that she according to Katie, was a fucked up bitch, who had her moments, and ran some sort of 'Mens Club' with her brother.

Freddie pulled out a pre rolled spliff, and led Cook and Effy out the backdoor to smoke it.

The group, well Cook, had decided that everybody was to drink once settled in. Cook set up the drinking games, forcing everyone to play. Even JJ got in on the action.

"So Naomi, fancy that willy waggle while we're here?" Cook wiggled his eyebrows.

Naomi choked on her drink, feeling the eyes of everyone in the room. "Cook, how many times do I have to tell you, she's not interested." Katie scowled.

"No harm in trying." Cook shrugged.

"Aren't you into the fairer sex?" Effy chimed in, forcing Naomi to turn a darker shade of red.

Katie rolled her eyes, "Just because you're more of a muff muncher than she is."

Effy smirked, a smirk that sent Katie fuming. "Nothing wrong with the fairer sex Katiekins."

Naomi watched as Katie and Effy fired daggers at each other. Wondered then why Katie even had Effy as a bridesmaid. Maybe it was because Effy was more Freddie's friend than Katie's? Their relationship always had Naomi wondering. Sometimes it seemed like the two of them hated each other. Yet here they were, celebrating the fact that Katie was going to marry Freddie, and Effy was going to be her bridesmaid.

"You know what we need? MORE DRINKS!" Cook slammed his beer on the table, "Come on Fitch, give us a hand." Naomi silently thanked Cook's outburst, and the way it broke the tension. She watched as Cook and James returned with more beer and wine.

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It was a good few hours later, when everyone seemed to be in fine form. Panda and Thomas sat loved up on the couch. Panda being in hysterics from whatever words Thomas whispered in her ear. JJ entertained Cook and James with magic tricks, and Katie sat on Freddie's knee, laughing about what ever it was Freddie was going on about. Looking like a match made in heaven. Naomi wondered if she would ever find someone, like Katie had found Freddie. Laughed at the thought of her being tied down.

Effy sat back, sipping on her beer, Naomi next to her. Sitting in a uncomfortable silence.

"It's fucked up yeah." Effy spoke, catching Naomi off guard.

"Pardon?" She asked.

"Love. It's a fucking joke." Effy's eyes focused on the couple of the weekend. Watching as the soon to be bride and groom, kissed and laughed, and touched one another.

"Yeah, right." Naomi drew out, unsure of where Effy's words were coming from. She had her own views on love. She was unsure whether or not she believed in love. Maybe she did, but maybe she thought it wasn't for her. Of course she shagged people occasionally. But she never delved into a relationship. She loved her space. And hated anyone that would try to push their way into her space. Her mother seemed to be the only person she fully let in. And maybe, just maybe, Katie.

"It makes you weak. Drags you down. Drives you fucking crazy." Effy rambled, slurring her words. Naomi just looked at her puzzled. This was the most Effy had spoken directly to her. The most she had felt from Effy. And even then she was unsure if Effy was even speaking to her. Or merely thinking out loud, peircing eyes on Katie.

The sound of the front door slamming shut, caught everybody's attention. They waited in anticipation for the revelation of the door slammer.

Naomi's breath hitched at the sight of a strikingly beautiful redhead. Her hair was the first thing that caught Naomi's attention. Red so bright it was almost blinding. Her eyes darted to the ground, before she slowly scanned over her body. The mixture of alcohol, and cigarettes clearly giving her confidence to check the woman out. She wore a black pair of strapped heels, tight black leggings, and an old ramones shirt, that fell in at the sides, defining her shape. Naomi raked her eyes over the artwork and designs that ran up the new comers right arm, a naked woman, wrapped in various designs inked into her skin. Noami couldn't exactly make out every part of the tattoo, but knew she wanted to. Next, she noticed the piercings. A lip piercing and a few in both ears. She wondered if she had anymore, assuming she probably did. Hoping she did.

But what drew her in most of all, weren't the tattoos, nor the piercings, not even the bright shade of red. It had to be the eyes. Those chocolate brown eyes, that resembled Katie's.

Yes, Naomi figured that this, striking gorgeous redhead, definitely had to be Katie's twin sister, the notorious Emily Fitch. Who was clearly the exact opposite of Katie.

"Bitch!" James exclaimed, running at his sister, almost knocking her on her ass. Naomi laughed at how Emily mimicked Katie's previous actions, smacking James upside the head.

"Worm, you haven't changed a lick." Emily smiled, returning her attention back to the group. Naomi crossed her legs, feeling something that she never thought she could feel, just at the sound of a voice.

Naomi could feel the tension building between the Fitch twins. It was as clear as fucking day. It felt as though there was a time bomb, ticking away. And Katie Fitch was ready to explode. She knew Katie, but what made this more interesting, was that she didn't know Emily. Therefore she had no idea if Emily was as fiery as Katie. By the looks of it, she presumed she was.

"So, where can I get a beer?" Emily asked, shaking off the glare her sister was throwing her.

Freddie stood up, making his way over to Emily, and embracing her in a hug. Naomi felt the slightest tinge of jealousy. Whoa, what the fuck? She thought to herself, pulling herself together.

"Glad you could make it. Don't mind her." Freddie whispered in Emily's ear. Emily smiled, as she watched Katie over Freddie's shoulder, scowling. She knew that Katie knew Freddie was talking about her.

Freddie let go, and Katie stood up, straightening out her skirt. "How was the drive?" Katie asked, almost painfully. Naomi watched as the twins interacted. She wondered how it was possible for two people who shared the same womb, could barely conjure up a conversation.

"Peachy. James, where's that beer?" Emily asked, looking over at Naomi and Effy. Naomi felt a heat crawl up her neck, cursing the shade of red that crept onto her cheeks. Knew she was the only person here who hadn't met Emily. She had known these people to an extent, for three years now, yet she had never met one of her best friends twin sister.

Naomi watched as Emily looked towards Katie, then back at herself.

Katie cleared her throat, "Naomi, Emily, Emily Naomi." She introduced the two of them, as blunt as ever.

Emily wiped off her hands, and extended one to Naomi. "Nice to meet you."

"You too." Naomi felt her throat go dry, taking the redheads hand, feeling an overwhelming fire surge through her veins.

Emily's eyes darted to Effy's. "Hey babes." Naomi started to notice the husk in her voice, every time Emily spoke, and how fucking sexy it sounded.

Effy smirked, "Nice to see you again."

Emily nodded, "I bet."

Naomi watched the exchange, feeling confused. As if she was missing something. And it annoyed her. She didn't know why, but it fucking did. James finally returned with Emily's beer, and Emily downed half of it in one go. Fuck me Naomi thought. What I would give to be that beer.

She knew it was dangerous, dangerous to feel attracted to 'other' Fitch. But it was inevitable, Emily Fitch was a poison. And Naomi, her victim.

Yes, this was definitely going to be an interesting weekend.

Nervously waits for thoughts...