(Harriet's POV)
"What the 'bells' is wrong with you?" I started once we stopped running.
"Me? I just saved your tail back there!" my sister hissed.
"Deuce said you tried to pick a fight with Cleo DeNile!" I raised my voice for once in anger.
"That bitch had it comin'!" she acted as if she did nothing wrong. "Besides, why were you even hanging out with her?"
"They invited me over, what was I supposed to do?"
"Walk away" she sighed in frustration.
"But you never walked away when those bullies from middle school asked you over."
"I did it because it was the smart thing to do!" She said quickly.
"I can't believe you; you left me all alone to go play with the jerks because it was the smart thing to do?" I yelled. "You asked why I was with Cleo; I was there because I thought that for once, I could actually have friends!" I yelled, livid but not enough to cause harm to her.
Oh no, I was feeling a lump in my throat and my eyes started to burn. I was about to cry but I didn't want her to see me like this so I turned on my heel and ran as fast as I could into the nearby woods, hopping over fallen trees and pushing through branches as if I had done it a million times. Still, the vine-like branches scratched at my hands ruthlessly but I ignored the pain.
There a hard pit in my abdomen forming, causing a desire to hit something then cry hysterically. That was when I felt something I had never felt before. It was something that had turned my caring heart a tainted one without a scrap of remorse. For once, I hated my twin sister; the only one who always protected me had also been the one of many that had betrayed me.
Sorry it's a little short.