The Sisters Closet Novels & Stories

“Yes?” “I remember seeing a couple of my sister's sundresses in my closet. She must have forgotten it from the last time she visited here. You can borrow if you'd like,” says Jordan Crown. A sundress from his sister? I didn't know he had a sister…and I certainly didn't notice he had sundresses in his closet. “Thanks.” I force a smile and rush upstairs. * * * * *

Lindsay, Lucy and I sat on the couch and watched TV, innocent as ever. But once the lights were out, and the house was quiet, we turned off the television and slinked upstairs. We didn't say a word. We didn't need to. Lucy opened her bedroom door and we stepped inside, like soldiers ready to do our duty. As if they'd agreed on it before, both of my sisters stripped off their tops as soon as the door was shut. Lucy's massive melons burst forth, as full and fantastic as ever. Lindsay's little lemons jiggled joyously as they were freed from her lacy bra.

Boring clothes. Saskia closed the closet door behind herself and used her phone for light rather than turn the closet light on. She knew she was being overly cautious but didn't want to take the chance that she would have to have a very awkward conversation with her sister. Of course, she would lie about why she was in the closet, giving some bullshit excuse about having to attend a stuffy luncheon at the university and needing boring formal clothes for the occasion. She preferred not to lie to her sister though. She was good at it and she did it often, but it never quite sat right.

"Elena, I'm your sister! Your beloved Bella!" People on the street started to gather, whispering. "Is that woman crazy?" "Looks like a junkie…" "Someone should call the police…" Hearing them, Bella grew more frantic. She pointed at me, her voice rising. "Look at her! This woman is wearing a ten-thousand-dollar dress and priceless jewels! But she's a devil! She ruined my life!" "Security," I said to the men beside me. "Please have this woman removed." "No!" Bella suddenly stopped struggling. She looked at me with a strange, calm intensity. "Elena, do you think you've won?"

And then it hit me as I remembered the strange things that were lying in her closet. How could I forget it?! “Finn… shit! You’re right!” I suddenly yelled, he was so shocked and even so I was. I immediately covered my mouth and frantically fixed myself on my seat. “What?!” He whispered incredulously. “I found strange things in my sister’s closet.” I whispered too while catching my breath and wishing my grandmother that he didn't hear my voice a while ago. “Like what?” Finn said I can feel like he’s being impatient. “I found duct tapes and a roll of rope on the floor of her closet.” His eyes widened and his jaw dropped in disbelief for what I said. I nodded at him assuring him that he wasn’t

"Since she's got so much money, why didn't she hire a caregiver for her own mother?" "She's a monster! If she treats her own mother like this, there's no way she's a responsible doctor to her patients. We won't feel at ease knowing that our family members are in her care." "Fire her! Get rid of that heartless monster!" Someone started throwing rotten eggs at me, and a woman even lunged at me to hit me. Amy recorded all of this on her live stream, of course, garnering even more traffic online. She also pretended to stand defensively in front of me, crying out, "Don't treat my sister like that!"

Or a survival instinct. “OMG,” Lucinda blurts, apparently deciding now is the moment to contribute, “you guys should see your sister’s dress. It’s so frickin’ sexy men are going to drop like flies.” I glare at her. She beams. “I’m serious,” she barrels on. “It’s skin-tight, the slit is so high … that honestly … only the tiniest little G-string could fit under that thing.” And now I want to die. Judging by my brothers’ collective expressions — ranging from horrified to deeply disturbed — they are all vividly imagining it wrong.

He went on but was not getting anything from his sister. Tina who was beginning to get fed up with his brothers never ending questions sighed. “Just go away Lucas.” She answered and without waiting for her brothers reaction – slammed the door in his face; leaving him behind. “I want to be alone.” She shouted, heading to the bed as she tossed herself into it once again..

I accused with crossed arms “Sorry about that, anyways I came to witness Damian’s entry to our school.” She giggled. We are a fraternal twin. “Yes, girl. You’re going to be star of the moment.” Her friends, Tasha and Kelvin came to give her high-five. I forced a smile. My sister, and her squad call themselves “The Refined.” They are the most dangerous clique at Euphoren High. Stephanie kept talking with her friends, having forgotten about me.

Sam opened the door and smiled, seeing her youngest sister sitting up in her bed looking at her phone. "More clothes?" she asked. Sam nodded. "All mine look like church outfits." Toni smirked and gestured to the closet. "Left side about halfway down there are some skirt and blouse combos. That's where I found the one from yesterday." Sam smiled and nodded, then entered the closet. Her own was about a third the size of her sisters', and she shook her head at all the clothes they didn't wear. Following Toni's directions, she picked a few out and brought them out, holding them up against herself in the mirror. She selected a nice looking skirt that was a little shorter than the one from yesterd