My Twin, His Obsession

My forced smile felt like a crack in

der. "Alright, that' s enough. Leave her alone." His voice was

clapped his hands. "Okay, okay, l

all wave of relief. People gathere

spun and landed on Finley.

ped, always the ce

rry you piggyback around the poo

emian with wide, pleading eyes

down, and she jumped onto his back. He carried her around th

stomach twisting.

e spun again.

dare, Finle

was dry.

yelled. "It' s

mense. "Fine," I

ey' s friends. "I dare you to either drink this en

new I came alone. They knew I

y eyes. Just one word from him, a simp

deliberately looked away, staring at t

ced to the crowd, his voice cold and d

ront of everyone, he had disowned me. The humiliati

a. With shaking hands, I brought it to my lips and starte

blurred. I finished the bottle, slammed it down

t my reflection in the mirror. My face was pale, my eyes red-r

ed to my reflection. "Yo

the party without saying goodbye to any

rs of messages from Demian. Thousands of them. "Good morning,

his smile, pictures of us in the rare moments

ything. His contact, the chat history, the

pened the door, my father was waiting in the li

ld answer, his hand flew out and struck my face. The

the kitchen. Finley had a smug, satisfied look

nk at a party and made a fool

tarted to explain, b

and when he rejected her, she drank a whole

"Why can' t you be more like your sister? Finley is smart, popula

perfect family unit. My father, my m

table. A family trip to Hawaii. A graduati

, following my gaze. "You need to st

land. But Finley fell and scraped her knee, and my parents cancelled the trip to stay hom

father snarled, taking a

e. I sank to the floor, the pain in my cheek

aptop pinged. I

re pleased to offer you early admission to th

les away. A place known for its rigorous program and for isol

eal smile touched my lips. This w