~ BELLA’S POVI can not bring myself to believe that what I saw is a reality. Austin and Samaria… seriously? Is he back with her?Of course he is, she said the sentence "I love you too." That only means one thing. He must have said it to her first.On my god! Austin and Samaria!This is bad, this is really really bad. They can not be together, this is not a good thing for either of them. Samaria is of no good to him. She’s just gonna hurt him again like she did before, put him in a terrible position where he has to deal with depression and anxiety. I can’t let Austin go through that again, he shouldn’t be in such a position again.It’s bad for him.He has already dealt with so many things. Being back with Samaria will just make things worse for him, not to mention that the pains he is currently trying to get over will be like a fresh wound in his heart when she dumps him again. It’s going to hurt him more than it already is and everything will be screwed up again. Austin will change
"Where did you get that?" I ask, my eyes darting from the locket to her face, curiosity bubbling inside me. "What are you talking about?" Samaria asked, a look of confusion on her face.I pointed at the locket in question and replied, "That locket. Where did you get it?" As I reached out to touch it, I couldn't help but notice that it felt exactly like mine—a smooth, metallic surface. I had seen many lockets before, but none quite like this.The situation felt incredibly strange. How did Samaria end up having the same locket as me?"This is a bit awkward," she said, gently removing my hands from the locket. "I know it's a beautiful piece, but there's no need to act so strangely about it.""Where did you get it from?" I asked again, my curiosity piqued.With a groan, she responded, "You are acting really strange about this but If you must know, it's from my parents. They gave it to me on my... my tenth birthday.""Tenth birthday," I quickly interjected, voicing out the words I presume
I waste zero time and immediately open Samaria's locket. And when my eyes land on the picture, my body freezes momentarily as my eyes widen in absolute shock and disbelief. Holy shit! No way, this is real!I had a prediction about this but I didn’t think it would turn out to be true.I couldn't tear my eyes away from the locket, but as Samaria began to leave the room, I hastily called out her name, desperate to share my newfound revelation. She turned around, her eyes filled with curiosity, waiting for my next words."Wait, Samaria!" I blurted out. "I have one last question for you."With a slight tilt of her head, she asked, "What is it?"I took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know what your mom looks like?"Her face fell slightly as she replied, "No, the tugged-up picture I have of her is slightly shed. Neither her face nor anyone's face is visible." Confusion etched across her features, she added, "Why did you ask?"My heart raced as I couldn't contain my excitement any longer. "
"It's great to see you again, Bella! I must admit, I was quite taken aback when you mentioned that you urgently needed to meet with me. I sincerely hope that everything is fine and there are no pressing issues," he said in a calm manner.Sitting across from me was none other than Uncle Martin, a figure with an air of mystery surrounding him. Without wasting a single moment, I promptly contacted him and requested his presence. Initially, he displayed some hesitation, but when I mentioned Austin's name as a persuasive factor, he swiftly acquiesced and wasted no time in joining us."You don't have to put up a facade of pleasantness now that Austin isn't around," I remarked, hinting at a sense of skepticism in my tone."Well, if that's the case, why am I even here?" he asked sternly, his voice dripping with rudeness and annoyance.I couldn't help but cringe at the sound of his voice. In response to his question, I mustered up the courage to answer, "I called you here because there seems t
Still recovering from the pain, Uncle Martin repeated, "I will tell you everything you need to know." "Alright, start talking nowhere !" Samaria commanded, her voice filled with an air of authority. Uncle Martin managed to recover from the taser zap, his eyes tearing up as he looked at Samaria. It seemed like the shock had made his eyes water. "You are a wicked woman!" he ranted, his words filled with anger and frustration. "Well, what can I say? I learned from the best, didn't I, old man?" Samaria asked proudly, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. I could tell she was referring to him. "You are sick! A sick freakin' bastard!" Uncle Martin growled angrily, his voice seething with resentment. "When I said 'talk,' I didn't mean that you should talk ill about me. So shut the fuck off and speak words that I actually like, otherwise..." Samaria trailed off, her voice trailed off, leaving the threat hanging in the air as she turned the taser back on. The tension in the room was palpable, a
I have had enough time to think, enough time to calm down, and enough time to realize that everything I believed in was all a big fat lie. From the beginning of my life to where I am today…. All were lies. It really hurts me knowing that I have been living a lie this entire time, and Layla - who I thought was my real sister turned out to be another lie I was told. The reality surely will not change my love and care for her but it definitely will change something between us. Like the way I view myself with her and the way, our lives are completely connected yet differ from each other. With a sigh, I kiss Layla’s forehead as I watch her sleeping peacefully. She seriously needs the sleep considering she’s been up all night due to stomach aches. The nurse says that it’s food poisoning, I don’t know how though because I make all her meals but it’s not really something to be extremely worried about since she is now feeling better. On my way out of Layla’s room, I turn back to look at her,
~ SAMARIA’S POVThere can never be happiness, at least not when Bella is alive and still here. She is the root of every tragedy in my life, starting by taking Austin away from me and now ruining my life with this insane fact of her being my twin sister. My whole life is a fluttering lie because of her and I am so sure that she is enjoying the fact that I am miserable. She is definitely so happy thinking that she has control over me, but I won't let her win. I refuse to let her dictate my life any longer. Bella is not going to ruin any more moments for me. I'm going to take control of my own life, no matter what it takes. And that happiness she gets from my misery won’t last for long - I shall not let it. I have been suffering, thinking of what I can do to make myself feel better, to be happy, and finally feel my heart bounce in excitement once again. Nothing comes clear to be of the answers and I am going wild and upset, I honestly need to fire back and get myself in a better positi
The soft, refreshing breeze brushed against my skin, creating a sense of tranquility. As I gazed at Austin, his face appeared distant and rigid, devoid of its usual warmth. I couldn't help but sigh, my mind filled with questions about his sudden change in demeanor. Typically, Austin loves going on walks with me, but today, it feels as though I'm intruding or imposing on him in some way. It's puzzling and leaves me wondering what could be going on, isn’t he loving walking around with me like he does before?As we stroll through the garden, silence hangs heavy between us. Austin's quietness always manages to make me chuckle, leaving me wondering if he's simply too exhausted to talk or if he just doesn't feel like chatting with me. Perhaps he's still not over everything that happened, or maybe he's yet to forgive me.Letting out a sigh, I gaze at him and muster the courage to speak up. "Things have been really tough for me," I say, hoping for a response. However, Austin remains unintere
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~ AUSTIN’S POV Just like every single night, this scene keeps playing over and over in my head; a nightmare. It's etched in there, haunting me like the sound of a thunderstorm that won't let up. I can see it vividly, like a movie playing in my head. Jacob, he's there, begging for mercy. His voice and pleads are dancing in my ears, echoing and lingering. I wish I could do something to help him, I wish I could rush in and save him, hold him close, and tell him that everything's gonna be alright. But I'm stuck. It's like I'm frozen in time, unable to change what will happen no matter how much I try. I can see the killer attacking Jacob, he isn’t saying anything but his silence scares me. I watch him take slow steps closer to Jacob like a lion ready to prey. Though I can’t see his face, I can tell that he is dangerously aggressive. From his moves to his body to the shape bloody axe he is holding; it all screams danger and death. My heart immediately starts to race a mile a minute as
"Layla, are you done getting ready?" I ask, stepping out of my room. "Yes and I'm right here," she replies with her cute little voice, peeking out from the corner. I turn to look at her, and my eyes light up with delight at her appearance. "Wow, you look absolutely stunning!" I exclaim, unable to hide my admiration. "Thanks, Bell! I really love this dress. It's definitely the best Christmas gift ever," she says, her face beaming with joy as I wrap my arms around her. As we pull away, I can't help but smile. "Oh, silly girl!" I cup her face "The dress is just a present, not your actual Christmas gift. That's waiting for you under the tree." "Really? Can I open it now?" she asks eagerly, her excitement palpable. "No, sweetheart. We have to wait until after dinner," I reply, trying to contain her impatience. "Okay," she says, though her tone hints at her eagerness to tear into the presents. She's always like this when it comes to Christmas gifts. As we descend the stairs, I feel L
~ BELLA’S POVThose weeks seemed to pass by in a blur, and little by little, I felt my heart and soul healing. The pain and confusion I once felt about why Samaria tried to hurt me started to fade away. It finally clicked in my mind that she did it because she wanted to be with Austin. I can understand her perspective, but I can't help but think that her approach was completely wrong and unacceptable.If she had just talked to me, she would have known that my heart never throbbed for Austin. He's always been just a friend to me, nothing more than that. It's frustrating to think that if she had followed the right path, she could have had Austin without causing all this unnecessary pain. But alas, she didn't realize it.A lot has changed in the past few weeks, and I've noticed some interesting things. Layla has been doing so much better lately. She's not spending all her time sleeping anymore, which is a huge relief. And as for Austin, he seems to be a lot happier overall. But there are
Samaria stood in front of me, her eyes fixed on mine, waiting for a response. I tried to meet her gaze, but something held me back. Was it because I still had feelings for her, or was it just my own anxiety getting in the way?"I don't love you anymore," I say, looking into her eyes. It's hard to believe I actually said it, but strangely, I don't feel as anxious as I thought I would. It's like my heart knows it's the truth and it feels liberating to finally be honest."No!" she shakes her head, refusing to accept it. "You're lying to me. I can't believe this.""You have to leave now. I don't have time for this," I inform her, trying to be firm."No, you can't just tell me to leave, Austin. You need me," she insists."I don't need you," I reply, my tone resolute."Yes, you do. You need me," she repeats, holding on to hope."The door is that way, please," I point towards the exit, choosing to ignore her plea."I can't leave, especially when you need me," she says."For the love of God,
~ AUSTIN’S POVSamaria is definitely behind this. She has to be the one who tried to drug Bella, it only makes sense that way because she was the only one present there and she had the pill bottle with her. I am not so sure of this but I find it very much believable that she can do something of such. She’s done a similar thing in the past so I won’t be that much surprised if she tried to do it again. I have been constantly thinking about this and I want to let it slide but at the same time, I can’t. It’s hard to let go of a matter that is more of a life-and-death situation. Samaria must have been fully aware of the purpose and effects of the medication to intentionally use it on Bella.Leaning against the chair, I try to reason it, all pieces of this situation tell me how badly Samaria is behind this. I mean, first, she gets extremely upset at Bella for no particular reason and then suddenly she tries to get to know her better…. I knew something was off the moment Bella told me that
~ AUSTIN’S POVI have done a lot of thinking and I believe this is best for me. I just have to do it no matter how hard it is or how much it’s going to hurt me. I know this is going to be extremely tough but I believe I can handle it. I have dealt with so many tough things and even though I know that this won’t be easy, I believe I can do it. I have spent years being in constant pain, just trying to strive and be myself. I think that everything will be fine if I just go back to Samaria. She has always been the one my heart desires and maybe, just maybe her words are true and she wants to be back together. I know it's a long shot and I've said in the past that I don't want to be with her, but the truth is, my heart yearns for her. Every part of me is calling out her name, and all I can think about is spending the rest of my life with her.I thought of letting her go and just be with Bella but what if Bella doesn’t want to be with me? What if she wants to be with someone else? I mean B
~ AUSTIN’S POVI'm feeling super overwhelmed with all these thoughts and emotions flooding my brain. It's like my mind is running a marathon, going a mile a minute! And the craziest part is that I can't seem to control my own thoughts. It's like they have a mind of their own, trying to take over the little space in my head.And it only gets more confusing and complicated because, for some reason, Jacob keeps popping into my head, and that's so out of the blue because I usually never think about him. I try my best to keep him out of my mind to avoid getting hurt, but it's like he's on repeat in my thoughts and I can't hit the pause button. It's driving me nuts. I wish I had a magic trick to make those thoughts disappear, but unfortunately, I'm still figuring it out myself.It's been a tough week for me, and I didn't make it to the cemetery to meet Jacob because of all these negative thoughts clouding my mind. It's so strange how my thoughts keep circling back to Jacob, even though I ca
I've got every little detail meticulously planned out. It's going to be absolutely flawless, without a single blunder. I am determined to make sure everything goes smoothly so I can end this once and for all. I really need to put an end to this madness so Bella and I can have the perfect peace we deserve.I am pretty sure that I sound like a bad sister but trust me, I’m not the bad sister, Bella is. She is the one who is trying to take my man away from me. She is the one that trying to impose hateful comments about me on Austin. She is the one that ruined my life and now, I am going to make her feel the same. The only difference is that it won’t hurt as much as it did to me. I've got my plan intact in mind to ensure Bella rests in perfect peace before Austin returns home. After doing some research, I discovered that taking that large amount of pills would lead to death, but it takes time for them to take effect. All I am wishing now is for Austin to not come back before then, as I don