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"Yes, sist. Go on. Tell him." Adelyn stopped beside Scott with a smile that looked genuinely positive. "Let me tell you the truth... He likes you."
"R-really?"
"Trust me." Adelyn whispered. "He confessed it last night."
"H-he did. But he's your boyfriend. Aren't you mad?"
"I wanted to kill you when I got to know the truth. But love and feelings... Well, it can happen for anyone. Too bad it happened for you." She said with a bombastic side-eye cast towards Scott.
"Yeah! She's right. I couldn't help it." Scott winked at me.
My body was alight with happiness. I hesitantly took Scott's hands and smiled at him while all the students in the canteen stopped doing whatever they were doing.
"S-Scott, I d-didn't know you l-like me."
"So, is it true?" He raised an eyebrow.
I thought about it first. It doesn't happen normally that the school's most handsome guy likes you. It's happening to me. Maybe the Moon Goddess has finally cast her glance of mercy at me. She's finally looking at me and Scott is the first happiness in my otherwise vulnerable life.
Sucking in a deep breath, I looked into his eyes.
"Ever since you came to school." I confessed.
"See, she's blushing again." Adelyn said.
"Oh, I see it. It's still very less though. Let me darken it."
I wasn't prepared for what Scott did next— He clutched the back of my neck and shoved my face down into a plate of schezwan noodles.
"It's not enough. Let me add more blush." That was Adelyn's voice.
Then I had schezwan sauce squirted into my eyes. I screamed on top of my lungs. I screamed to let go. But my sister, my sister and the guy I loved were busy bathing my head with the burning spicy sauce.
Somehow I gathered courage and ran away from there. I came to the restroom and splashed water into my eyes back to back. The burning wouldn't subside. It was as if two burning coals were pushed into my eyes. I couldn't even see anything.
"Carolyn," Adelyn's voice boomed.
I turned to my left. I could hardly see her through my teary burning eyes.
"W-why? Why would you do that, Adelyn? W-we are sisters. Twins." I stammered past the lump in my throat.
"Twins? Haha, look at you and look at me. I'm far more beautiful. Whereas you... You look like an unhealthy, overweight baby elephant. You bring shame to me."
"I... I didn't want to be this way. I d-didn't choose this. S-so why would you pick on me, Adelyn? At your own sister." I couldn't see her face yet but I knew she was listening.
I've always loved Adelyn. I have very faint memories of us as toddlers. But I remember us taking each other's backs. She would support me and take a stand for me.
But while growing up, she changed somewhere. My lovely sweet twin sister changed. She started liking seeing me getting humiliated. Most of the time she's behind my pain. She eggs people on. From our parents to classmates, she goads everyone to hate me.
"Because it's fun." Adelyn quietly whispered.
Fun? Bullying me over my weight is fun?
She patted my big belly, "You look like a couch and it's embarrassing because we are twins. We are the Alpha's daughters. We're supposed to look good. Supposed to influence our pack towards a healthy future. But you mess everything up with your weight. Do you have any idea how badly you are influencing our peers? If everyone ends up looking like you, we'll never be able to save ourselves from sudden rogue attacks because everyone will be too big to move rapidly. You see how wrong that is."
"You're a bad influence and I'm only trying to force you to workout."
Is she kidding? She's killing my spirits little by little. That's all she's doing.
Ah, my eyes. I felt like someone pricked my eyeballs with a needle when I tried to open them. I immediately turned around and turned the faucet on again. I was collecting water in my palms when I felt Adelyn move closer.
Her breath fell over my ear as she leaned closer to whisper, "There's another reason. If you stay alive, you'll always be a threat."
Threat?
As if she read my mind she added again, "You'll stand between me and my position as the future Alpha Female."
My body trembled as I forced my eyes to spring open. I stared at Adelyn through the mirror. My eyeballs were red and swollen. I truly looked like a pig with my big pink face, double chin and tiny eyes.
I never wanted to be the Alpha female. As if I stand a chance against her. Dad would never give that to me. I'm not the favorite daughter, am I?
I wanted to tell my twin the same. But she beat me to it and whispered again, "I know dad will never make you the Alpha. But he will if you are what they think you are."
What does that mean? I was lost in my thoughts when she grabbed my hair and banged my face against the mirror.
It cracked with a deafening sound as my head spun. The pain was intolerable.
"You need to die, Carolyn. You must."
They're the last words I heard before I was sucked into oblivion.
Tbc...
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