What happens when twins impish sisters fall for the same?. It became the wildest affection: Diana’s heart was filled with nothing but Derrick’s image: his cute straight look and pure blue eyes. She wished nothing more decadent than to swim in those beautiful eyes. Unfortunately, it was dawn on her when she found out her twin sister was carrying the same task. It felt more like an ugly dream to Diana. But it was too real to be a dream. Her heart slithered within her chest, and she felt a pang of hatred sprang down to her spine when she saw him kissing Donna. She couldn’t help but pull the trigger. Derrick Jimmy was the correct definition of a wonk and a loner. He was a business tycoon, and that made him famous all over the city and beyond. He never smiles. He was always sad and restless. He hated himself with sincerity. Because there was a big sad story about him. But everything changed when that clumsy girl came into his picture. Ryan’s life was painted in black by Darrell Lee, her cunning uncle. He is just the devil. He was made without emotion. He was a beast among the beasts. He only smiles when people cried. He only laughs after a murder mission. Ryan was turned into a slave in her father’s house. She was just a robot to Darrell Lee. That was huge enough to make her hate herself. But Ryan always had her ways to smile. His image was her pain killer. Those blue eyes and that sweet frown on his face kept her smiling. Darrell Lee became more furious when he found out Ryan was crushing on his worst rival. He decided to murder her: ~ Ryan ~ A nervous smile escaped my lips, and I hissed out in frustration. I took hold of a deep breath, and my lung gasped. My eyes scanned around the sitting room, and I sighed, feeling haunted. OK, why am I so scared today? I hurried a step towards the stairs, and my heart raced madly. I’ve never felt like this before. I’m not scared of Darrell’s torture: I’m addicted to him bulling the daylight out of me. I’m just his robot, and he’s my uncle. I respect him a lot, but I’m never scared of his madness. But, today’s practically different. I gulped down my worries and made to climb the stairs: “Hey!” His horror voice shot into my ears & I shivered to its black effect. I genuflected and spun immediately. He walked out of the kitchen with a mug of creamy hot coffee resting in his palm. “Sneaking into the house?” Darrell asked, walking towards me. “y-yes…No!” I stuttered, and he parked in front of me. “And where are you coming from?” “I’m just back from school,” I said. “Wow,” he sipped from his mug. “You’re ten minutes late, do you realize that fact?” He asked. “I’m sorry, I have hurt on my feet, and I couldn’t walk as usual.” “Sometimes, you amazed me, wetly. You seem to be growing stronger in your lying skills every day.” “I’m not lying.” “I can pull off my shoes so that you can see for yourself.” “I’m truly hurt,” I said, amidst tears. He smiled and inched closer. I shut my eyes when I felt a hot thick liquid galloped from my shoulder down my cleavages. My face squeezed, and I winced, feeling the hot coffee burned into my soft flesh mercilessly. “Sorry!” He said & I opened my eyes. “I hate liars,” he uttered, and I blinked. Those pending tears find their way out without circumstance. “Now, where’s nick?” He asked. “I’ve not seen him,” I ignored the black pain sinking into my young flesh and replied at once. “I’m about going out when he comes back. pass this dawn message to him,” he smiled. “Tell him, I wanna feed on his flesh tonight,” he concluded, and with that, he was gone, God! I breathed out and stared at my burned skin. A sad hissed crept out of my lips, and slowly, I grabbed my backpack and then rushed up to my room. Where’s my aid-box? Hi, I’m Ryan swagger, and I am 19. I’m finally through with highschool today. Nick is my brother, and practically he’s just 15. We lost our parents a few years ago, and life hasn’t been fair since then. We’re just the true definition of sadness because Darrel is always ready to make that happen. He’s only happy when we’re sad and hurt. Our father trusted him so much and made him the managing director of his business. Unfortunately, he died, and Darrell took over everything. We became slaves and strangers in our father’s home. We became stranded in our home, and we became beggars to our inheritance. It was such a sad life for us. But we can’t stop smiling, that’s strange right? Sometimes, If life can’t favor you: then try and select yourself: We all have a reason to smile. Yeah, at least one. Nick drives his happiness staring at the cobwebs and the tiny spiders striding here and there. It’s peculiar, but he found it thrilling. And I as well drive my happiness from Derrick’s image. I’m pretty sure I can’t have him. But having him in my dreams was good enough to send excitement down my spine. He’s just too cute to be human. When sadness seems to overthrow me, staring at his blue eyes brought reason to defeat my despair. part 2