Paranormal Twins: The New Beginning

I woke up slowly and sat up. I glanced around, dazed, confused about where I was, but then everything came rushing back. Facility. Vampire. Dead mother. Twin sister.

I shook my head and made me way out of the bed. She’s just some girl. Even if we were, somehow, related, it was just by blood. I didn’t have to accept her as my true family. She wasn’t my true family.

Whoever my true family was.

I threw on the same t-shirt I wore yesterday and grabbed my bracelet before leaving my room. Jakki glanced up at me while pouring herself some coffee from in the kitchen. She had on a long sleeve shirt that went to the middle of her palms. She smiled at me and held up the pot.

“Want some coffee? I just made it. There’s sugar by the coffee maker and milk in the fridge if you want some.” She stirred her coffee with a spoon before picking up her mug and walked to the living room. After I put my bracelet on I went over and made myself some coffee before sitting in a chair in the living room. Jakki sat on the couch and rested her mug on the coffee table.

“It was already stocked up.” Jakki said. I glanced at her, confused by what she meant. “The apartment. The kitchen. The bathroom. It has furniture and food. Not a lot, but enough for now. We’ll have to go buy stuff before the end of the week.”

I watched her take a sip of her coffee. My eyes lingered on her collarbone, where a familiar looking mark rested. “You make it sound like you’re planning on staying.”

She glanced at me, her face void of emotion. “You make it sound like you’re not.”

I bit my lip. “I don’t belong here. I belong in Michigan. My home. With my dad, my mom, my friends. I want to go back to practicing baseball. Heck, I even want to go back to school.” I sighed and looked down before staring back up at her. “Don’t you miss your family?”

She looked into her coffee mug, and I realized I probably just put my foot in my mouth. “Oh… I didn’t realize… Never mind.” I bit my lip to keep from talking more. Jakki just shook her head and looked up at me.

“They died in a fire. A fire that I caused because of my fire powers. I was only able to save my sister, who came here with me.” She looked at me hard. “And she’s the only family I need.” Jakki stood up and took her empty coffee mug to the kitchen. I felt a pang of hurt, and slight betrayal. It surprised me, and I shook my head. There was no reason for it. I didn’t need to feel hurt over some chick saying she only needs her sister as her family.

She stared at me and I nodded. “Fine. Sounds fair,” I said before standing up and setting my empty coffee cup next to her’s on the counter. I turned around and Jakki crossed her arms. I mimicked her.

“Look,” she sighed, leaning against the fridge. “I understand you’re angry. Or confused. Or annoyed. Probably all of the above. But can we at least… Try to get along? We don’t have to accept that we’re twins, or even related, but… If we’re going to live together we’re going to have to try to get along.”

I nodded in agreement. “I can go along with that.” My eyes went back to her collarbone. “Where did you get that?” She looked startled and looked down at what I was staring at. She seemed to visibly calm when she realized.

“That’s a birthmark, or at least, I’m pretty sure it is. I lost my memory when I was really young, but I’m assuming since I’ve had it all my life.” I went over to her and pulled down the collar of my shirt, revealing my own birthmark. They matched exactly, two small marks that looked like stars. We stared at each other for a moment before I fixed my shirt collar and reached for the fridge handle. She moved away so I could open it. I grabbed an apple and looked back at her, smiling slightly. “You put apples in the fridge?”

She shrugged. “It keeps them fresh longer.”

I stood back up, moved out of the way for her, and took a bite. After swallowing I asked, “you lost your memory?” She nodded. “I did too. When I was about four or five.”

She looked up at me. “I was six.” We stared at each other again. These parallels in our lives were starting to give me the creeps.

She bent down and searched through the fridge. “There’s not much in here. I guess they only put the basics until we can shop for ourselves.” She grabbed a pitcher and looked at the side. “It’s A+. Not my favorite, but oh well.” She put it down on the counter, cleaned out her mug, and poured the blood into the cup.

“What are you talking about? It’s just blood.” I took another bite of my apple, ignoring the dry feeling in my throat when the smell reached me.

She sighed and put the blood back in the fridge. “Blood types. You know how everyone has different types of blood? They all taste different. I like O-, but we don’t have it.” She looked at me and took a small sip out of her mug before grimacing a bit. “Oh, did you want some too? I’m sorry, I should’ve asked. You are a Vampire, too, right?”

I watched her, appalled. “How could you just… Talk about this like it’s no big deal…? That… Blood you’re drinking used to be inside a person! How does that make you feel?”

Jakki sighed and put her mug in the microwave. “I try not to think about it.” She looked at me. “This is as new to me as it is to you. I’m just… I’m trying to cope more, I guess. At first I was a little… wary… But… It feels right.” The microwave dinged and she pulled her mug out. She blew on the top before taking a sip. She nodded. “Much better.”

I shook my head, disgusted. “I can’t cope. I don’t want to cope! I just want my life back!” I threw the partially eaten apple into the trashcan and stomped back to my bedroom.

“You can’t run from this forever. This is your life now. Get used to it.”

I closed my door and growled to myself. “I don’t want to get used to it. I’ll never get used to it. Never.”