I Didn't Kill My Sister Novels & Stories

My head was banging “Wha could have happen? How did I kill her? Fright embedded in me. I focused on the wheels. Ten minutes later, Getting to the mansion where I lived alone with my kid sister. She’s just 14 years old. My mouth widened, seeing my sister, Jessica Rolling on the floor. I had never met her in such an embarrassing position. She stood up. Standing in front of me. “Don’t kill me like you killed her” She yelled, refusing to let me in. “Killer!” She screamed at me. There was no blood on my hand. I wasn’t holding ammunition. I only went to La costa to have fun. “Talk to me.” I said, leaning towards her. Her eyes were swollen. They got really red already. My mom is hungry, I need to m

I wanted to be close to him, so close that he could knock me out with a punch if I let him. “I killed your sister and you’re just going to stand there and let her murderer live?” I spat in disgust. “She loved every one of you. She was your pride and joy, and I snatched her life away. I destroyed the bond that you shared with her and you’re just going to let me go. How pathetic of you? If you can’t fight your sister’s murderer then you are a fucking coward and—”

Grace “ You killed my sister. ” I state as a matter of fact, and feel a chill down my spine at the lack of any emotions towards the truth. “ You wanted her gone. ” He blinks, his face becoming a mask of calmness again. I swallow the bitter taste in my mouth and shake my head. “ that doesn’t change the truth. You murdered— ”

, I answered casually. “Katrina is with me”, she revealed, her tone instantly quiet but as loud as bomb in my ears. “And you didn't think to mention it? How long has she been with you?”, I questioned, angry veins popping out of my neck as I sprang to my feet. “This is exactly why I didn't say anything Lucas”, she insisted. “She fucking killed my sister”, I yelled angrily, trying to contain the rush flowing through my veins and prevent it from exploding. “Your sister is alive”, she yelled back, breathing heavily while my tongue remained stuck to their roots, unable to utter another word.

he did the little air quote thing as he said the last part. All the blood drained from my face to my feet. "I didn't try to kill my sister. I love her," I announce with so much conviction that a few hands go down. "That accident was an accident and a tragic one. I'm not a baby killer! I didn't even know she was having a baby until that night!" "Was the baby Atlas'?" Someone screams. I can't tell from where. Black spots are forming in front of my eyes. "Did you try to murder your sister to kill her baby because you were jealous?"

"She's dead." "You don't look too happy about that?" My head whips around in her direction. "Who the fuck are you? I mean who the fuck celebrates when their only sister dies?" She's clearly taken aback. Perhaps that's not how she meant it but my emotions are getting the best of me. I've never killed someone before....my sister was the first. Liam and I decided to do away with her so as to prevent her from coming back for revenge or some other silly excuse.

Another message. You killed the wrong sister.

He is never going to believe me and I am never going to leave this castle on his watch. “I really did not kill her.” I still say this anyway. I am never going to accept what I did not do. Till my last breath, I will plead not guilty to the crime of murdering my sister because I am not capable of doing such a heinous thing to someone. Yes, I hated her because of how badly she always treated me, but the thought of murdering her never ever crossed my mind for a single second. I did not kill my sister and I am going to stand my ground even if I had a rope around my neck and about to get hanged.

I could feel the warmth of her body, and I had an insane desire to taste her. My eyes shoot open, and I start at Ivan, realizing what I did. I fed on my sister; I drained her body of her blood. My sister is gone, and I was the one to do it. “Are you okay?” “I killed my sister.” I turn to Ivan. “Is it true….I killed my sister?” Ivan slowly nods his head, and a myriad of emotions flood through my body. My twin is gone, my sister is dead.

I couldn't take my eyes off my dead sister's body as I was pulled away, I felt weak and disoriented, all the noise felt so distant. I killed someone, not just anyone… I killed Isadora, my elder sister. When the sleep came, I embraced it. Maybe this was all just one scary dream.