Trigger Warnings: Language, mention of rape, mention of abuse, mention of drugs, death, violence.POV WillaWest and I laughed as we ran through the alley. "That was hilarious!" He grinned as he grabbed me and spun me around."That was risky." I added and he made a face and shrugged."Where should we go tonight? Gang hangout? It's close." he asked and I nodded.West and I are twins. We've been on the run for as long as either of us can remember. We had mom with us until she died two years ago. Mom was... odd. When we were little, she trained us in everything she could. Guns, knives, every fighting style you could think of, even languages and hacking. Hell, we even knew sign language. She said that we had to be ready for anything. She said that someday, THEY would find us and we would need to fight. West and I could never get her to explain who THEY were. We had some ideas though. We were always moving too. Every few months, once she would get enough saved, we would move. New town,
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