chaper 3

                                    

                                          
-Emily-
As Skylynn got in the car, Will following behind. Skylynn already had tears in her eyes, I'm guessing will already told her.
                          
As we got to the hospital, the lady and the front desk was on the phone. "Yep, uh huh, okay, talk to you later." She said.
                          
"We're here for Elisabeth Floyed and Mark Robinson." Will said.
                          
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"I'm sorry to inform you but she passed an hour ago."
                          
Everything after that happened in slow motion. Skylynn started crying along with Will, Nash, and Hayes.
                          
But me, I couldn't shed a single tear, I have cried so much I was just out of tears. I let out a whimper as I walked away from my now family of 5.
                          
I walked outside and sat on the curb with my head in my hands. My life sucked. My mom didn't talk to me much. We never really had time for each other, but I knew she loved me. 
                          
I felt an arm go around my shoulder. I turned to see my twin, Nash. I shifted uncomfortably. He barley has talked to me in the past 2 years and now he wants to talk. I knew I couldn't push him away right now, we all needed each other, so I had to deal.
                          
"Hey." I said.
                          
"Hey." He said back.
                          
"So... How's life?" I asked
                          
"Great, what about you" he said In a sarcastic voice.
                          
"Wonderful now that I accidentally tripped Brittany, fell on to her boyfriend, been ignored my twin for 2 years, be depressed, and have my mother die." I said sharply. I am not the nicest person...
                          
"Wait...your depressed." He said confused.
                          
"No, I just want to kill myself and I  hate life." I said sarcastically.
                          
"Why didn't you tell someone." He asked me.
                          
"Because I had no one!" He was really pissing me off.
                          
"You had me." He said.
                          
"God Nash, stop being so damn stupid. I obviously didn't have you. You ignored me for two fucking years and knew that some of your friends bullied me and said shit that hurt. You didn't noticed I didn't eat for a god damn year before my best friend found out and helped me get better. You weren't there when my goddamn best friend turned on me and told everyone my secrets. You weren't there when all your shit-faced friends and their fake ass girlfriends talked shit about me, you weren't there because you talked about me with them. There is so much more that has happened but I don't want to remember. Your a shitty brother and a shitty twin and you need to get that before you tell me I can talk to you about anything." I screamed, tears pouring out of my eyes.
                          
I ran out of the parking lot not even noticing rain was poring. My phone was going crazy but I don't care. I was in the middle of no where. I sat down, tired of walking. 
                          
All of a sudden I felt a person next to me. I turned over, it was shawn.
                          
"Are you okay." He asked. 
                          
"I'm fine." I snapped back. 
                          
"I know your not as mean as you act." He told me.
                          
"I really act mean... Don't I?" I asked.
                          
"Yeah... But it's cute." He chuckled.
                          
"THanks, I needed that." I blushed.
                          
All of a sudden, he started to lean in and I think you can tell what happened there. I kissed Shawn in the rain. It was craZy. I pushed him off.
                          
"Don't you have a girlfriend." I asked.
                          
"We broke up 2 months ago." He said back, leaning in again.
                          
We kissed for what felt like 47385892 years before we heard a honk, my head crashing into his. 
                          
"GET YOUR ASS IN THE CAR." Screamed will.
                          
I stood there shocked. What did I get myself into.
                          
I ran into the car. As soon as I got there everyone looked at me with a glare, except for Nash. 
                          
The car ride home was silent, ad not the good kind.
                          
When we got home I attempted to run up to my room, but failed miserably.
                          
Will grabbed me by the arm and sat me down on the stool. 
                          
"What the hell were you doing. Your such a slut." He screamed at me. "Our parents died and your whoring around will some boy you probably fucked ten times." I didn't know what to do, so I slapped him, and ran up there stairs. 
                          
I went to the bathroom and made 10 cut marks all over my arm. I was clean for 8 months now. Now that was ruined.
                          
I slid my back against the door, crying, while my arms still bled.
                          
There were a few knocks on the door. "Are you okay?" A voice that belonged to Nash said.
                          
"I'm fine, getting in the shower so please go away." I said.
                          
I cleaned up my arms and put on a sweatshirt and some shorts. 
                          
Today was horrible and I hope I wake up dead.