Twin From Hell

An Unconventional Preposition

So here I was, sitting in my parents living room as I stared at them flabbergasted after I heard what they had to say, "please, can you repeat what you just said," I knew I shouldn't have come here in the first place, what had I been thinking, they hadn't changed a bit, they were still the same, self-absorbed pricks they had been nine years ago, nothing had changed. I had been such a fool to think otherwise.

"My God! Raine, when will you stop being so dramatic, this is not about you, its about showing up for your sister when she needs you. She has no other choice but to do this, this will ruin her marriage if it gets out, so that's why we thought of you. You know we wouldn't have called were you not the last resort. It's what you owe her." This was coming from my mother, the woman who carried and birthed me was saying such callous words after nine years of absence, how cruel must she be to totally disregard my feelings this way.

My absence definitely didn't make her heart grow fonder.

I scoffed as my gaze patrolled over the three strange but at the same time familiar figures before me, time had barely left its mark on them, if anything their maturity had only added more layers to their looks, making them even more appealing. At least visually.

Only Reign, my devious twin sister looked slightly different, she was now sporting a whole different look, her hair was now bleached to a fake looking platinum blonde, her freckles were gone and she had a more sophisticated high society vibe about her, she looked eerily identical to me, well even more. The thought made me uncomfortable.

When I got back, I was going to dye my hair, brunette would be an interesting new look to try out, anyway, there was no way I was having anything in common with this poisonous snake. Who knows when she might suddenly have a brain cramp and run around to my city, pretending to be me, anyway, it's better to be safe than sorry, after all, she was a psycho.

"Was this your idea?" I leveled this question at her, my gaze bore into hers as she fidgeted under my intense stare down.

She bit her lower lip guiltily before averting her gaze, my ex-mom, spoke once more, rescuing her, "enough with that, we are not here to talk about who proposed what, we called you here to ask you to help your sister, don't worry, we don't expect you to do this for free, you'll be handsomely compensated for all your trouble when you are done." She said coldly, addressing me as she would a stranger.

No matter how much I try not to let her biting words and attitude hurt, I still couldn't help the slight sting, I chuckled dryly, my gaze swerving back to her. "Compensate me for my troubles..." I couldn't help the humorless laugh that slipped out as I mulled over her words, my smiled dropped, my gaze sharpened, turning as icy cold as my dead heart. The extent of disdain and disregard my parents held for me never seized to amaze me. "Compensate me for what exactly, did I agree to help you? Do you even deserve it?" I directed this at my twin from hell, Reign.

"Look here, the only reason I came when you called was I thought someone died or something, or at least was bedridden and near death, so get off your high horse and banish all thoughts of superiority you all are housing in that thick skulls of yours, I'm no longer the Raine of nine years ago who hung on to your every word, I was doing just fine for nine years on my own, so I don't know why you guys thought you could summon me as you like and order me around and I would have no choice but to comply." I tried hard to catch my breath. Trying to calm the harsh beating of my heart and my close to exploding temper. I needed to get out of here, being here in this house, was suffocating, it was bringing up all the bad memories I had worked so hard to forget.

I stifled the urge to laugh at their flabbergasted look, then rose up without a word and picked up my bag and jacket, "this is goodbye, let's never meet again." I strutted out without so much as a backwards glance, ignoring my bitchy twin's call of "Raine". f**k her! she really had some nerve to ask me of such, even close siblings would find it hard to make such a sacrifice for their sister, not to mention practical enemies like us.

Although she had barely spoken a word throughout, I knew she was still the same person she was nine years ago, those cold, calculating eyes of hers couldn't fool me.

She once again wanted to sway me by using our biased parents to pressure me. But joke's on her, I no longer cared for their approval.

In a smooth motion, I opened and boarded the red Ferrari model car I had leased, ignoring Reign's call as she chased after me, yelling something incomprehensible.

I floored the vehicle as she came close, leaving her to choke on the exhaust.

I smirked cunningly as I watched her cough through the rearview mirror.

Yeah, choke on that b***h!

As I drove off, I took my sight back and focused on the road, leaning forward, I pushed a button and sat back as the canopy wound down, the cool breeze blew in, whipping my hair about, with a practiced motion, I pulled out my sun glasses and wore it, my eyes were already stinging from the bite of the cold unyielding air drilling into it.

What a day, I tried hard to focus on the road as my thoughts wandered uncontrollably. It was a losing battle, but still, I tried.

With my brain doing the most, trying to multi-task, I finally got to the airport intact, no missing limbs or anything.

On getting to the Airport, as if the universe had a personal vendetta against me, I found out that my flight had been postponed to the next morning due to some bullshit weather situation up there, you know, the usual crap.

Fuck! Could this day suck!

Now I have to find some s**t hotel to spend the rest of my day and night.

Fuck! f**k! Fuckity! f**k!!!

Today literally could not get any worse.

I hadn't planned on spending the night, spending one more minute in this town sickened me to the core. Every sight threatening to bring up unpleasant memories I wanted to keep buried.

Should I drive back?

Immediately the thought came up, I dismissed it, my body really couldn't bear it, I just came off a long ass flight before heading straight into that well dug out trap that used to be my home, I definitely couldn't summon the energy to sit in a car for hours.

So, shitty hotel it is.

I tried to book a room in a five-star or four-star hotel, only to return disappointed. Due to the short notice, there were no extra rooms available.

I later settled for a three star hotel, which was not as horrible as I'd thought, but I was used to luxury.

Swiping the key card, I headed straight for the bathroom, stripping as I went, I went straight for the shower, I really needed to cool down right now, I was literally at boiling point.