Talking Winds

Sister, Sister

"Do you and your sister have to do everything together, damn?"

Addison rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's stupid ass question. He asked it fifty hundred times a week and he always got the same answer.

"You already know the answer, Tay." She took her dark eyes off her reflection were she was concentrating on getting her edges to lay down the way she needed them too. Her eyes narrowed shortly when they fell on the sight of the light skinned man laying across her bed. "No you don't got them big dumbo feet on my bed!" She screeched and quickly whirled around to face him, giving him the meanest glare she could muster.

Like usual, her boyfriend quickly dropped his sneakers back on the floor where they belonged and off her royal blue duvet. "It's cheap anyway..." He kissed his teeth and said under his breath thinking she couldn't hear him. But her momma always said she had ears like a bat.

"What did you say, boy?" She stared him down.

"Nothing, damn," he kissed his teeth again and pushed himself fully off her bed. "Why you changing the subject anyway? We were talking about how you and your sister are always stuck up each others butts." He shoved his hands into the pockets of his shorts. Why he insisted on wearing basketball shorts all of the time was beyond her. Maybe her sister was right, maybe she needed to dump this nigga. "I mean, I know ya'll are twins or whatever but it's like you both are her or something."

"You mean like we're one person, she corrected." This wasn't his first time complaining about her relationship with her sister and he wasn't the first person to do so. They all said the same thing and frankly she didn't care.

"Nah," he shrugged, "I mean its like you both are her. Do you even have a personality outside of what Jasmine says it is?"

His words stung a little and it was her turn to kiss her teeth. "If I don't have a personality why you dating me for? Must be hard for you dating a bland as b***h, right? Be gone." She turned her back to him.

"Addie I know you have a personality I'm just saying that s**t goes out the window when you get together with Jasmine. And I'm not dating Jasmine's stuck up ass, I'm dating the nice twin." She caught his attempt at a smile in the mirror but didn't bother to return it.

She turned to face him again. "I'm not picking no nigga over my sister." She c****d her head at him. "So you talking out of your ass right now."

"I'm not even saying that! I'm saying just be you and stop letting Jasmine talk you into so much shit."

She shook her head. "You don't know what in the hell you're talking about."

"Come on, Bae, you don't even like parties. So tell me why we going to one tonight when both of us rather chill here?" He asked but didn't give her time to answer. "Cause Jaz wants too."

He had a point, she didn't want to go to this party or any party really. Parties were never really her scene but...

"I'm not having my sister go solo to a party. I have to have her back just in-"

"Case she start something with someone like she usually does and you have to have that pretty face of yours scratched up by some common thot." he interrupted.

She rolled her eyes. "You don't understand."

He walked up to her and took her face in her hands, tilting it up before placing a brief kiss on her lips. "You right, I don't. Because as much as I love my brothers if they got me into as much s**t as Jasmine gets you into I would have disowned their asses a long time ago."

That was why she hadn't dumped him like Jasmine kept telling her too, because despite being annoying most of the time, he treated her nice and understood her...the real her. But he was talking about things she wouldn't and couldn't do and that was turn her back on her sister.

He kissed her on her cheek then close to her ear. Her eyes fluttered closed briefly. She really did like this one and hoped that the air tight relationship she had with her twin didn't come between them. It wouldn't be the first relationship ruined by it.

"I'm going to the party." She pulled back slightly and looked up at him. "You don't have to if you don't want too, Tay."

He let go of her face and took a step back, looking real disappointed in her. She felt it and looked away from him. "I...really can't stand who you are when you become 'one' with her, Addie. So... just call me when you get back in, alright? We can talk later." With one last kiss he grabbed his wallet and left.

Addie was left in her room alone, feeling sort of empty. She thought about what her boyfriend had said, and honestly could find truth in his words. Jasmine did get them into trouble often, but that was why she was always there...to get them out of it. Jasmine's personality did sort of....fill a room, so there was no surprise that hers wasn't really able to fit in as well.

But he didn't understand, no one did. Jasmine's her twin and the most important person in the world to her, she couldn't just dip out on her.

Her phone ringing pulled her out of her thoughts, she looked at it sitting on her dressers and let out a breath seeing Jasmine's light brown skin and hazel eyed face looking back at her. Jasmine.

She answered. "Hey, girl..."

"Heyyy, sissy!" Addie rolled her eyes. Someone had clearly started the party early. "What time are you and that wack nigga Tray gonna be there?"

Addison frowned in confusion at first. "What? Are you not here? This whole time I was thinking you were in your room getting ready!"

"No, girl, I left about an hour ago. I didn't want to hear you two fuckin!"

"We were not having s*x, Jaz!" She put the phone down and put on speaker to start back working on her makeup. "And I guess I'll be there around ten?"

"Oh, its jus gonna be you? What happened? Do I gotta get my gun?"

Addison grimaced because she was completely serious. "Nothing happened. He just didn't want to go. I'm fine with it."

Jasmine kissed her teeth. "More better if you ask me, you can find you a real man!"

Addison didn't even bother responding to that. "I'll see you in a bit. I love you."

"Love you too, Adds!"

The call ended.

"That bitch..." Addison mumbled fondly as she shook her head.

Finishing up her makeup, she got dressed in a little yellow dress her sister had picked out. After sliding into some matching heels, she tugged at the bottom of the dress that barely touched her mid thigh. Unlike her sister, Addison wasn't the epitome of self confident. Addison was much to self aware to be so confident. She knew she didn't have the most desirable skin tone in the world, being so dark, unlike her sister who ever since they were very young was complimented on her fair skin. She knew her thighs were too big and that her stomach wasn't flat enough.

She tried to feed off her sister's confidence in hopes no one would notice that she barely had any. She thought she did a pretty good job at it too, she didn't think even Jasmine noticed. Still, she knew she had a long night ahead of her pulling at this dress hoping it would magically go past her knees.

She fished out her phone and requested a ride from Lyft, not bothering to sign out of her sister's account which she had used the week prior when her own phone had been acting up, and exited her room and went downstairs to wait.

Addison shared a two bedroom house with her sister, which was located a little bit a ways from campus. Their dad payed the rent or he owned it, she couldn't remember which. They're adopted dad was rich, an ex football player who invested and now owned a couple of businesses.

He wasn't their real dad clearly, but they had known him since they were ten and had officially adopted them when they were twelve after marrying their mother. He was their dad if you asked either of them.

Wondering into the kitchen, Addison grabbed an papaya yogurt from the fridge and took a seat at the island after grabbing a spoon. She ate her snack as she waited fro her ride.

Thirty minutes later, an empty container of yogurt and still no sign of her ride, Addison checked her phone again and frowned. The app was saying she had already been picked up and dropped off at her destination.

She was just about to try again when her phone buzzed as she received a phone call.

"Hello?"

"Hi this is Chad," Ah! Her driver's name was Chad she thought. "I've been driving around your neighborhood for like five minutes. The app went wonky or something and I can't figure out which house is yours. Do you mind coming outside and flagging me down or something?"

This gave her pause. She had never had this to happen before, usual when she did this it went off without a hitch. She nibbled lightly on her lip. She did see that the app was saying she had been picked up and dropped off, so maybe it was just the app acting up?

"Uh..." He said he was driving around her neighborhood already, she couldn't just say never mind now, right? "I...yeah, sure, I'll be right out."

He hung up without saying anything else. Not thinking much of it, Addison threw away her yogurt container before heading towards the door. She shot her sister a quick text saying she was leaving before exiting the house and locking up behind her.

She went to the driveway and waiting there, making sure to stand in the light coming from their neighbor's garage door. Soon, the Silver car that had been promised slowly pulled up and stopped at the end of her driveway.

Even with the lights coming from her neighbor's security lights, she couldn't see inside the car's tinted windows. After a couple seconds of hesitation, Addison took the first few steps towards the car.

Opening the backseat door she peered in and was relieved to see the same man from the app photo. He shot her a sheepish smile, sweat dotting his bald head.

"Sorry about that... I hope I don't get a bad rating because of this." He laughed.

Assured this wasn't anything crazy, Addison got into the car and returned the man's smile. "It's fine. You didn't make the app." She commented as he started driving. "I've never had this happen before, usually everything goes off smoothly. Has this been happening all night?" The man didn't answer her. She frowned. "Sir?"

"Oh, what sorry?" He questioned glancing over his shoulder at her.

Addie sat back in her seat. "Never mind..." Even in the limited light she could see the sweat drenching the man's face. "Are you alright? I... You can turn on the air if you want." She didn't want to freeze her butt off, but watching the man sweat buckets was making her nervous.

Wordlessly he turned on the air and rolled up his window. Addison didn't appreciate how weird he was being. She decided to sit back and just hope the ride was over soon.

She noticed they weren't going in the right direction far too late.

"Sir, I think you're going the wrong way."

"N-No" he stuttered. "The GPS says go this way..."

"But we're suppose to be going to Wilmington...we're in Hutlings... Are you sure this is the right way?"

He didn't answer her, making her red flags shoot right up.

She reached for her phone that she had sat on the seat beside her right as the man slammed on the brakes, making her phone going flying into the darkened bottom of the car and slid underneath the seat.

Addison quickly went to reach for it, having to unbuckle herself to be able to reach for it. Her fingers had just brushed the case when she felt the car door wrench open and arms wrap around her waist. She was yanked from the car by strong arms, the sudden movement making her drop her phone and it clattered against the ground.

Addison screamed.

"Shut up!" A new voice demanded. "Just shut the f**k up."

Of course she didn't. She continued to scream even when she felt a large hand come and cover her mouth, she did what anyone would do and bit it.

"s**t!" She was let go and she hit the ground. Ignoring the way her knees took most of the impact, she crawled forward, unable to stand on her feet quick enough. She felt those arms again wrap around her waist and she was wrenched from the ground as if she weighed nothing and slammed into what she could only figure was car.

"Some one help me, please! What are you doing? Let me go!"

She felt her body being pulled back until she was slammed into the side of the car again, the impact knocking the air out of her. "Not until I'm done with you and you get exactly what it is you deserve." His hold on her was tight and she couldn't move a muscle. His breath was hot and smelled like mints, and oh so close to her now throbbing face. "And that was for biting me!"

"Please..." She groaned out. She could see the outline of the person holding her captive in the reflection off the car's window. It was too dark to make out any features, just enough for her to know her captor was a tall man. Not the driver.

"That's right," she felt him move behind her and feared what he would do, "beg." Her fear turned to terror when she felt something sharp but small, like a needle placed at her thigh. "Beg for you life, Jasmine, but it won't do you no good."

Confusion was the last thing she felt before she was consumed by darkness and she knew no more.