Title - Sunshine Follows Thunder
Chapter title - Human Nature
Author - OblivionsGarden
Genre - Romance/Drama
Disclaimer - I do not own My Mad Fat Diary or My Fat Mad Teenage Diary, in anyway shape or form. I only own my original characters and the plot for this fic. For this chapter I own, Teddy.

A/n - If any French is wrong blame google translate.
Please read and review, I'd greatly appreciate it. Hope you enjoy, xx (:

"Mum?" Rae called out into the house. She moved forward and I followed, softly closing the door behind me. "Mum? Oh..." Frowning I leant around Rae to see a foreign looking man staring up at us from the sofa. "Teddy, this is Karim. Mum's, er...Husband."
"Hello." I smiled shyly.
"Hello. It is...er, nice to meet you."
"He's not very good at English. Arabic and French." Rae whispered.
"Oh. Erm...Bonjour je m'appelle, Teddy." Rae frowned, bemused as Karim grinned. I shrugged. "GCSE french. I know the basics."
"Well, ask him where mum is."
"Erm...m re?" I pointed at Rae hoping he'd get the gist.
"A l' tage. Le Chambre." He answered.
"What?" Rae frowned.
"I think he said upstairs. Bedroom."
"Merci." I smiled once more, following Rae up the stairs.

"Mum?"
"Bedroom." The voice came from the slightly ajar door at the end of the hall.

Rae went in, gesturing for me to follow but I couldn't move my feet. Instead I stayed where I was listening to them talk.
"Mum...I met someone today. A girl."
"Right..." She sounded confused.
"A girl who is the spitting image of me...Could be twins." There was a silence before Rae continued. "Well...Actually we are twins as it happens."
"Rae, I-"
"Whatever. Teddy?" Rae appeared in the doorway, grabbing my hand and pulling me in.
"Theodora?" Mum stood from her dressing table, striding over to me. "You look so different."
"I'm not seven years old." I answered. "Why didn't you tell Rae she had a sister?"
"I didn't want to. I didn't think we'd ever see you or your dad again."
"You know he told me you were dead?"
She sat back down on the end of her bead in shock. I glanced at Rae who was watching her mum closely. "He's a piece of work your father."
"I know. I live with him. Well...I did."
"What do you mean?"
"He kicked her out." Rae answered. "I was thinking...Since she is my sister..."
"She can live with us. If she wants to."
"Really?"
"Of course! It'll be nice to have the family together finally. Well, except your dad."
"Thanks."

Mum drove us to the train station so I could pick up my things. Rae helped me carry my bags as mum picked up my leather guitar case.
"Do you play, then?" Rae asked.
"Yeah. My first therapist, Dr. Baker, said that writing songs would help. I'm not really good at talking about things in normal conversation, y'know?"
"Yeah, I know someone else who isn't too good with words." Rae smiled and I wondered who she was talking about.
"Hold on a minute. Therapist?" Mum caught up with us as we left the station.
"She's like me, mum. She's going to take her information to Kester tomorrow. Aren't you?"
"Yeah." I frowned a little. "Is he helpful?"
"He's kind of messed up himself. It makes you feel more normal, you know what I mean?"
"Good."
"I'll introduce you to the gang aswell."
"The gang? The ones you were in the chippy with?"
"Yeah. You'll love 'em."

I gulped at the prospect of having to meet new people and make new friends. I was never any good at making friends. Friends expect you to chat and have fun whereas I always sit in silence, not wanting to say something wrong and get laughed at.
"Don't look so worried. You'll fit in, I promise." Rae practically read my mind as we climbed into the car and set off for home.

I slept on the floor of Rae's bedroom that night, with the promise that Karim would paint the spare room over the weekend for me. I did say there was no need but Rae shushed me and told me to make the most of their kindness. It doesn't last forever since most of the time they lock themselves in the bedroom and hump each others brains out. Lovely...

"Rae...Do your friends know?"
"About being ill?"
"Mm."
"Yeah. I admitted it at my mum's wedding a few weeks ago."
"And they're still your friends..." I frowned.
"Yeah. Told you they're nice. Why, anyway?"
"I've only ever told one person...I say told, more like they read my diary and freaked out. She said she didn't want to be around someone who was mentally sick. She must've thought she could catch it something."
"Stupid twat." Rae chuckled softly. "So you keep a diary?"
"Sort of. My therapist said to but I always forget to update it." I rolled onto my back, staring up at the blank white ceiling. "Most of it's just song lyrics anyway."
"I keep a diary. It helps."
"Yeah? Maybe I'll write more in mine then."

The next morning we went straight to the hospital where I gave all my details and they called my ex therapist to have him send over all my records. As we were stood in the reception area, Rae turned and a big grin spread across her face.
"Tix, you're out of bed!"
I turned to see a fragile looking girl in baggy brown trousers and a big blue jumper. She had a short, pixie style hair cut and was walking at a slow pace. She unfolded her arms as she came over and I noticed a tube stuck into the back of her hand.
"Getting back to but...Surely." She seemed a little breathless as she spoke and it was no secret that she'd been seriously ill recently.
"That's brilliant...Oh, this is Teddy. My sister." Rae noticed her curious staring.
"You never said you had a sister."
"I didn't know until yesterday." Rae smiled, as a bald man came walking down the corridor.
"Hello Rae. Tix, good to see you up."
"Thanks Kester."

"Ah, Doctor Gill." The reception lady called the man over as I moved off closer to Rae.
"That's Kester then?" I asked. Rae and Tix began to talk about him and how he does actually help, unlike other doctors around here. He seemed OK, even gave me a smile as he looked over my details.

Eventually he gestured for me to follow him. Rae promised to wait in the reception room with Tix. Kester's office was plain in colour, a framed photo of Buster Keaton in the far corner by the window. Books like one wall with a desk in front of the other. He sat down on one of the cushioned chairs in the centre of the room, gesturing for me to sit in the other.
"So, you're Theodora. Any nicknames?"
"Teddy." I answered in a quiet voice. Why was it so easy to talk to people when you know they're family but when it's anyone else it's near impossible.
"And clearly you're Rae's twin." I nodded. "There's no need to feel uncomfortable around me you know. Rae let's out all of her frustrations here. Even had me throwing framed pictures out of the window once."
"No way."
"Go and ask her if you like." I frowned, glancing up at the wall where there was one nail left sticking out.
"Why?"
"She didn't like them."
"What if I said I didn't like your desk."
"I'd say it'll be gone by your first session."
"Oh." I smiled a little. "No need. Your desk is fine."
He returned the smile. "Good. Is there anything you feel like getting off your chest today, or would you rather wait until your first session."
"I'm...Fine. At the moment." It was a lie. I was more preoccupied with the fact that as soon as I was done at the hospital we were going to the pub to meet the gang. I was shitting myself. And I think Kester knew that.
"Alright. I'll see you on Tuesday morning then. Julie on reception will give you an appointment card."
"Thanks."

Walking to the pub felt like how I imagine walking to the gallows must've felt. Just inside was a group of people tied together by friendships, romances and years of being around. I was going to walk in and join them, unknown and unfamiliar. I might as well be an alien from mars. They were going to judge me before they knew me which means they wouldn't want to know me. Everyone does it and it's no use pretending you don't because it's basic human instinct. I do it myself. I see a girl wearing a short skirt with pink nails and presume she's easy. She could be the most modest girl with the highest morals but it's that split second pre-judgment that everyone does. Fair enough some people make the judgment and still talk to them just to see if they were right or wrong but most people presume they're right and don't bother.

"Teddy? You coming in or what?" Rae was leaning against the door, holding it open.
"Sorry." I shuffled forward into the bar but Rae grabbed my arm.
"Relax. They aren't like most people I promise." She pulled my along by my hand, over to the almost full table.

Three boys, two girls all looking up and judging.
"Right, guys. This is Teddy. Turns out, I've got a twin sister who grew up with my dad." She turned and smiled at me. "This is Chloe." The brunette girl smiled warmly. "Izzy." The red haired girl who in all honesty, seemed genuinely pleased to see me. "Chop, Izzy's boyfriend." Izzy blushed at her introduction and I presumed it was a recent relationship.
"Alright." Chop said. "I was well confused when I walked into you yesterday. I thought Rae had shrank." I chuckled a little as Rae continued.
"This is Archie, resident rock god."
"I-I wouldn't go that far." Archie smiled and adjusted his glasses.
"And the ever grumpy Finn."
"Oi." Finn frowned at Rae before shooting a small smile my way and returning to his roll up.

Rae and I sat down at the only seats left at the cramped table. There was a brief silence before Rae started talking again.
"Archie, maybe you could do a song with Teddy. She plays guitar too." My eyes widened as I stared at Rae.
"Really? What kind of music?"
"Um...I'm not very good, And anything really, if it's catchy."
"That's a thought. If you're my twin, you should have good music taste." Rae turned to me and I noticed Finn now too seemed interested.
"Uh...Oasis. Stone Roses are pretty good...I don't know."
"Well, I can accept those." Rae seemed satisfied with my short answer.

Chloe leant closer to me across the table. "So, where did you grow up? Did you even know you had a sister?"
"East bridge in Suffolk. And yeah, she was mentioned but I didn't know much about her."
"Do you want a drink? Do you even drink?" Rae interrupted.
"Uh...I'll just have a coke for now please. " Rae dissapeared, leaving me alone with her friends.
"I've never been to Suffolk." Izzy said thoughtfully.
"It's crap." I noticed Finn smirk out of the corner of my eye.
"Fair enough." Chop grinned, taking a gulp of his pint. "I think you'll fit in just nicely."