Conflicted Hearts

Audrey "Are we doing this?" I ask, shaking my head in disbelief. The question should be, "Am I actually doing this?" My eyes move to the driver's seat and the smile-that cheeky dimpled smile- I see on his face calms me down a little."We are!" He laughs, pressing the car horn in excitement. Calmer, he repeats to himself. "We are." His face falls a little, with a blank expression on his face. But I know what he is thinking. I am not the only one in disbelief. He glances at me, perhaps to check if I am freaking out. If there's a time to freak out, this is the moment."Whop!" I yell in excitement, allaying any doubt on his side. "We are doing this!" I turn to put my head out the window, yelling at the empty road. The chilly night breeze blows my curly hair into my mouth and covers my vision. I put my head back in the car, laughing, pushing my hair off my face. I tuck my hair behind my ears and breathe out forcefully, hoping it will release the tight hold I feel in my chest, the knot in

Scarlett"Hey sis," I hear my brother's voice.My eyes move from the swimming pool that I have been staring at for a while to the entrance where my twin brother, Ryan, is walking in with two blonde girls in his arms."Why don't you darlings take a sit over there?" He gestures to the sun loungers near the pool. "And I'll join you in a minute." He says with a quick wink.The girls nod and give me an acknowledging smile as they leave us.Ryan walks up to me. "How hot are they?" He asks with a lopsided grin on his face.Barf!I lift my shoulder in a half shrug. "They are all right. Clearly your type," I mock.Not sensing the mockery, he leans in, covering the side of his mouth, "They are not related," He whispers then looks over his shoulders at them. "I swear girls around here have the same face." "Or the same doctor?" I add. "Want one?"I pretend to give it a thought as I look over his shoulders at the Kardashian lookalikes. "I'll pass."Ryan clears his throat as he adjusts the lapels

Audrey "Hey," I mutter, adjusting my phone closer to my ear. I look at the door of the office awaiting-anticipating- Scarlett's arrival. "Hey," a tiny voice reverberates through the line. It's Daisy, my younger sister.I feel my pulse skip, a smile spread on my lips. Usually, I find it hard to reach my sister. Her calls go straight to voicemail and Daisy hardly returns her call. "How are you?" I ask cheerfully as I draw invisible circles on my table with my finger. "Good, I am kind of busy right now," Daisy says quickly. My heart drops and my smile slowly turn into a frown. I was kind of hoping our conversation will last a little longer this time. "I just wanted to confirm that you are still driving down here for the weekend."I haven't seen Daisy in two years. The only time I saw my sister after running away from home, was when I got a call from Daisy. Daisy was having a mental breakdown due to the stress of college. At that time, she was a freshman at Rutgers University Law

TrippI walk into the toilet sluggishly. "Good morning," I say to Audrey, who's sitting on the toilet seat. She clenches her legs together the second she sees me walk in, and she stops peeing. She awkwardly rests her arms on her thighs. She always does this. After five years, she still can't get used to this, to us. She can't get used to us. I don't mind if she walks in when I am using the toilet or having my bathing. She says she feels unsexy in situations like this, which is crazy. She is the most beautiful woman ever. I think she feels the mystery in their relationship is slipping away. She is still the most interesting woman I met, if only I can get into her mind and understand her. "Good morning." She mutters. I turn on the tap and splash water on my face. The cold water on my face brings me out of my sleepy state. I look at my image in the mirror for a second then I quickly look away. These past few years, I can't seem to look at myself. This is not where I expected to b