My story. - Miley the lonely twin

Fluffy Heaven

Dylan (Lycan King succesor) POV

What I saw was a troll, or a good impression of one. She was lying with her back towards the bars, close to the wall.

“Get your ass up!” Yelled Mr. Bobbles and hit the bars, but she did not react. He opened the gate and was about to go into the cell, so I stopped him. I walked over the ledge in the floor and went to my little mate on the ground, her scent was a mix of others I did not want to associate with her. I touched her shoulder expecting a reaction but nothing came of it. I pulled her to her back, her eyes opened, they were the same color I had gotten to hate, but my heart was pounding and my body was heating up. I smiled at her, that is when I realized she was not present, her eyes were open but there was no reaction of a mind that followed her body. I grabbed my mate up from the floor, almost tossing her up the ceiling when I felt how light she was. I walked out the cell and up the stairs to the office again. Mr. Bobbles was astonished with the progression. “Why does my mate look like that?” I asked, believing that maybe she too had done a horrendous crime. Mr. Bobbles said nothing but went to the computer and clicked around for a bit, I believed he had to find the reason why. “Hi, you went and picked up a girl at the border of the glitter pack, yes?” Riley's voice was playing over the speakers. “Yes we did go and collect a girl, just came of age today.” It was Mr. Bobble's voice playing. “I will pay you 100.000 dollors to treat her as badly as possible, until she dies a horrible death.” It was Riley's voice again. “What?” Mr. Bobble's voice was confused. “Yes, you see she is a b***h and a w***e, I want her to die miserably.” Riley's voice was toxic. I had never heard her voice like that, but my family had. This was on their birthday so it must have been 3 weeks ago. “I don't kill females,” Mr. Bobbles stated. Riley huffed over the phone. Not happy that he would not let her die. “So just treat her the worst okay.” She hung up. “After that the money was transferred to my account believing that the female in your arms had been a homewrecker” Mr. Bobbles said as he sat down, now realizing that it was not the case. My zombie mate was just hanging there in my arms. “We should get her to the doctors” My mother stated. I nodded and we left to the castle where she would be under supervision.

Miley POV:

I was floating, and believed I had died, I was soo content about just lying there in the fluffy clouds of heaven. I opened my eyes and I realized I had not died yet. I tried looking around but it was too hard, not that I really cared. I heard rustling by my side and hoped it was my twin, but some guy was sitting there, an older one at that. “Hi sweetheart” He said, I just looked at him, or rather through him. I was not really interested in anything that had to do with living, including the actual living people. “You are at the castle” He said, still did not care. “Do you know who I am?” He asked, I blinked and finally removed my eyes from his face. I looked around in the room. I sat up, my whole body was aching but it was okay. It was better than it usually was. “Easy there queen” he said, I looked around trying to find the person he was walking to, I saw those ear things in his ear, so I realized he was talking on the phone. I sat up and looked at the walls, they were my best friends. These smelled just as weird as the moldy walls. They had a blue line going all around the room in the middle of the wall, with gray tiles connected to the gray shiny tiles floor. Over the line was just painted with gray paint. The ceiling was wood. I blinked slowly and waited for something to happen, I was sitting there ignoring the person with the concerned look on his stoic face. He was weird. The door was slid to the side and in came four other people, two men and two women. “Hi there Miley” one of the females said. I looked over at her, she was pretty. I said nothing, why would she talk to me, did she think I did something. Wait, I can't look at the males, they will get mad and kill me. Maybe that would be faster though. Being killed by a jealous female would be fast and painless for most cases. They would just snap my neck and be done with it. I looked directly at the men behind the females as they made their way toward the bed I was in. At Least I would die comfortably. “You okay there Miley” The younger looking man who came in said. I just stared directly at him, waiting for one of the females to register that I was trying to take their man. A few minutes went by but nothing happened, so I started staring at the older looking one, the same thing. Nothing. I twisted and looked at the stoic one in the chair, he was smiling at me, he was handsome, after a while the door slit open again and a female came in. I was ready for the quick death I was looking for, I closed my eyes and waited. But nothing happened. I opened my eyes again and the female who had come through the door was right in my face, only centimeters from it. “This does not look right” She said and turned to look at the others in the room. “Like they are not identical at all” I reacted to the identical part, she was talking about Riley. I looked around. Looking for the person I knew was dead. But still looking. “What is she doing mom?” The girl said, one of the females stood up, she had brown hair and brown eyes, she was beautiful. She took my hand and placed it on her lap when she sat down onto the bed. “Hi love” She said in a sweet and sugary voice. She was a little unsettling. “My name is Gina, I'm the Lycan Queen '' She said, I just looked at her. “Your twin Riley '' She started, I sat up more straight “Was killed 5 days ago because of a series of crimes she had committed” I just looked through her, I knew she was dead. But this was heartbreaking. I got out of the bed and went into the little room beside us, the bathroom. I looked into the mirror. I could hear they were talking out in the room. “Give her some time, it must be hard to process” Not really I thought. If they were not going to end my misery I would. I fisted my hand and punched the mirror. It shattered, they reacted fast. I had just gotten a shard and was ready to plunge it into my heart when a big hand was taking the impact instead. I was annoyed and tried to grab another shard of glass. But I was carried away by my waist into the bed again. The stoic man now with a glass shard in his hand and me under his arm was angry. He started yelling at me but I didn't care. I was done.

Dylans (Lycan King succesor) POV:

I looked as my brother got up from the chair he was sitting in and running to the bathroom. seconds went by when he came out with his mate dangling from his hip and a rather big piece of what I assume is a mirror shard sticking out of his hand. It had actually gone through his hand. He started yelling at her as soon as he had put her on the bed. She did not react, the light in her eyes was dim and there was not anything she was reacting to. The nurse came in and sedated Miley. She was put in restraints. We all just sat there looking as my brother was getting stitched up by the same nurse. She was flirting with him, not that he noticed he was pissed as hell. “Why would she do that?” my sister asked, she was crying and it was taking hard on her. “I don't know sweety. Sometimes it is hard to be told someone we cared for died '' My dad said. “I don't get it Riley was a monster, why would Miley even think about killing herself?” My sister was crying hard, and in the door came one of the doctors. Dr. Steal. He came over and placed some bags of IV over at Miley and connected them to her. “She would have known her twin was dead” He said as he was checking the machines and the numbers on them. “What?” Said my brother. “I'm an identical twin, your highness. And I knew the second my twin breathed his last breath.” he stated cold and calmly. “He was protecting our pups from intruders and was dying in the process. I got to him and got him going again, but the feeling I had in my body when he died was that of being half. That's a lie. I was nothing” He said a little more sadly “So when you had her twin killed, she would have felt it the moment her neck snapped” We were stunned to say the least. She knew but still reacted that way when we were referring to Riley. “Maybe show the child what it was her twin was like. I don't think they really knew one another that well” He shrugged as he bid us goodbye. He had a point. I got up and started collecting all the home videos and other stuff we had lying around from Riley and her stay here.