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Walking in my sister's shoes

Alexander and Alexandria, twins, lived with their stepfather after the passing of their mother at the young age of 5. Alexander had to become the person that his sister looks up to. But is he up to the task? Alexandria sees her brother as her hero, he can do no wrong. Is she blind or wilfully ignoring what is in front of her? Is there such a thing as twin telepathy or is that nonsense?

Bianca_Murphy · Fantasie
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9 Chs

Three Years Later

I sit here wallowing in pity that I wasn't able to solve this case. I could see that Dria really needed help, how could that need to oblivious to everyone else. I put all that I have gathered together and sent to the twins as I know that only they had her best interest at heart. It's a lot to put on them but she has no one else.

I know I don't have a long time, the sensation of flying with no thoughts of pain, pity and sadness. I look ahead and see the brightest light I've ever seen wondering what I will see in the other side. I close my eyes ready to take the journey.

"At 11:55pm, the news will sound that Officer Chris Hermington was found dead with a gunshot wound to the head in his left hand and a bottle of alcohol in his right, leaving behind a suicide at not being able to come to terms with his last case being closed.

It is said that he suffered from depression and insomnia and has been avoiding his mandatory meetings with the department shrink. Anything to add, Chief?" asked the unknown assailant.

Chief: " No."

Unknown assailant: " Good. Say hello to your wife, his sister for us." He left jumping out the window from the sixth floor.

Chief: "What could she have done to make an enemy like that? I am sorry my brother for not believing you. I pray that your journey will put you around people that have your back."

Three years after

The room seems darker that I've ever seen it, I wonder if it is the room or my eyes are failing me. I have been in this room for the past three years with no contact except with my tormentors. I know it's three years as it's once ever years I am visited, my birthday. I never see my tormentors face but a voice changer is used each time so I don't know if it's male or female.

I dread each visit and hope that today will be the day they will kill me. But I'm disappointed each time.

I remember waking up in the hospital and seeing brother which caused me to be in a state of panic. I looked around and saw not one of my friends and wondered what he's doing here. I didn't ask him as I learned long ago not to talk to unless I've been asked a question.

He saw that I was awake and held my face in his hands, squeezing me while his eyes spoke of his disgust of me and his lips yelling me it to make a sound or I'll regret it. I was so scared. I saw a man in black leapt in through the window and that's all I know until I woke up in this room.

The room just had a bed and a del for the lamp which gives the room it's light. There is no windows and the door is made of steal. There is no lock on the inside and no handle to hold. The first visit I got was from my brother telling me happy birthday before I was raped repeated by different men entering the room, as one finished and left another one entered. I screamed until I lost my voice and my will to live as this started at 12:05 a.m. to start my birthday to 11:55 p.m to end it. This happened for two years without pause. I have lost my voice and have been expressionless through it all wondering, who could I have troubled to land myself in this position. I haven't been able to sleep when my birthday is approaching and as it is, it is two days until.

I heard licks being unlocked and saw my brother enter.

Alexander: " I see your read and waiting for your birthday meal. But I'll have to disappoint you. You're no longer needed. We had to keep you alive to ensure that everything went smooth without any interference from you, your friends or the cop investing your case. No questions? Oh! I forgot you lost your voice after hours of being pleasured on our birthday. Let me tell you a story.

There was once a man who fell in love with a beautiful woman. But this woman was engaged to be married, but that did not stop the man from lusting after the woman. The story comprises of the three wealthiest families, the Bryans, the Matthews and the Carlisles.

This woman was so beautiful that makes from all three families listed after her, including her own family. On the night of the party to commemorate the opening of a business that includes all family, a call was received supposedly by the fiance of the woman to meet. This was heard by her brother who stormed in the room and told her that she is not allowed to meet her fiance and that he would use this party to ask for her hand in marriage. You see , the elders always believed in keeping everything with thin families so they had discussed that the heir of each family would marry her and she will have three husbands, they never thought that they were so controlled by lust that they each wanted to own her. There were other daughters in the family but none that comes close to her stature, grace and beauty.

When she heard what she said she ran towards the door thinking to escape but he was far gone in lust to think about anything. She was raped on her bed while she screamed for help but alas the noise from the party was too loud. After her ordeal was over she made no movement to leave. I think that the was just shaken up this happened but in fact she liked it. It was her first time being loved so she felt a little awkward.

The family finally noticing that she was missing sent the heirs to find her with a mischievous glint in their eyes. When they found her naked and waiting they took their turn ensuring that she liked it eventually. Her brother even came back and joined the fun."

"Shut up! Shut up! Stop it!" Dria screamed.

He just laughed in my face.

Her name was Alisandra Bryan, our mother. That night she got pregnant with triples, not twins. He laughed at the confusion on my face.

"Oh! you never knew! Are you that stupid that you never considered the possibility. Weren't there times that your 'friends' did or say things relating to you and you don't know what they're talking about? Yes three children born that night with two looking alike. Alexandria meet our sister Alisandra."

I looked towards the door and saw a face that is mine. " Why would you do this to me, were family?" I asked very much confused.

"Ha ha ha. Family? Mom left me but she ran with you? Should this be a nice reunion?"

"She left with Alexander too, but you hate just me?"

"How can I hate my lover? Didn't you get anything from the story? Keeping it in the family? By the way, I thought you lost your voice?. I am so tired of all of this, give her the proposal and get this over with."

"So sis if you join with us we are prepared to forget everything. What do you think?"

"Forget? You raped me and allowed others to rape me! Now you're telling me that my friends were all apart of this plot to keep it all in the family. I have no one because of you!" I screamed and screamed unable to accept what was told to me.

"I hate you! I'll always hate you! I hope you're never happy! You promised well always be together. What happened to mom had nothing to do with is now, you brought it here. You did this to me." I spoke with tears in my eyes, refusing to let them fall. I would lot give them the satisfaction ever again to know that they have hurt me, I'll never give anyone the satisfaction again.

The look-a-like stood there with no expression on her face and asked if I choose to be with them or will I be against them. I sat looking at them knowing deep in my heart that they lied to my face, they are not going to let me go. If they truly intended for me to join them on this incestial journey for power they would not have allowed what happened to me, they would not partake in what happened to me.

A feeling of despair came upon me and I just laughed and laughed with tears screaming down my face, " join you?! I have that happiness I never yours. I pray that your journey, endeavours and end is very bitter and suffering is yours always. I hate you both and pray that i will never again be related to you."

I felt happy seeing the look of shock on their faces as I pledge in my heart that they will never see me cry again.