Remember that this is still when Sharpay and Ryan are eight years old! The NEXT chapter is when they are nine.A fewdifferent things happen next year!
.:FLASHBACK:.

At the sound of the sirens, David sprinted out the back door, cursing. He hopped the fence and you could hear his car speed away at the speed of sound. He was gone again. The police and detectives and anybody never found him. He would be back, I swear he would.

"Everybody freeze! This is the police!" I unlocked the door and peeked out. There was a police woman holding a gun, followed by two others. An ambulance was pulling up and so was a fire truck. The ambulance people were wheeling cots out. Still trembling, I ran over to the police woman and clutched on to her for dear life.

I mumbled something inaudible.

The police woman pulled away from me and looked into my face. "Is there anybody else?" I nodded frantically.

"Ryan and Mommy," I told her. Of course, tears followed. The police woman lifted me up like I was an infant again and tried to calm me down, or at least to stop crying. But she didn't rush me or anything. As I cried my heart out on her shoulder she motioned to the other two police officers to search for Ryan and Mommy upstairs.

I must have fallen asleep in that police woman's arms because once again, I woke up in the hospital. But this time, nothing hurt. Except my heart, that is. But I was wondering where Mommy and Ryan were. Were they okay? Were they hurt? Where were they? Why is nobody in here with me? I suddenly felt dizzy and had to close my eyes. Then everything was okay. Then I felt dizzy. Then it was okay. This happened eight times. Everything was calm again.

After waiting for another ten minutes, another nurse came into the room.

"I see you're up!" she said cheerfully. "That's good news."

I didn't CARE about me though. I cared about Mommy and Ryan! Why couldn't I see them? "Where's Ryan?" I asked her. She looked confused for a minute and then realized that it was my brother I was talking about.

"Oh, he's fine, Sharpay." How did she know my name? "He and your mom are just fine." I smiled to myself.

I looked around the room. "Can I see them?" My voice quieted. The nurse looked at me sympathetically and then walked over and sat down on the bed next to me.

"Just wait another…few minutes, then you can see them, okay?" I nodded. Twelve minutes later, there was a knock on the door and two figures came in. "Oh! Look who it is, Sharpay!" I turned my head to the door. My face lit up at what I saw. Mommy was there, followed by Ryan. He looked upset about something. My eyes traveled to his arm. It was wrapped up in a bandage. Then I looked back at his face, where he was frowning and tear streaks were visible trailing down his rather pale cheeks. But then he looked at me, and his frown turned upside down. We reunited again and about half an hour later, we were going home.

There was something strange about Ryan's arm. He had gotten stitches because the knife had grazed his arm once. I remembered the eight times in the hospital that I felt dizzy once I learned that Ryan had gotten eight stitches earlier that day. I have two words for you. Twin Intuition.

.:END OF FLASHBACK:.

David has burst in on us two times already and we decided that we had to do something about it. So we moved. Not anywhere out of town, but to a different area of the city. Ryan and I would still go to the same school, so that was okay. We just wanted to make sure that it would be harder if…or WHEN, David came back.


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