Chapter 1
Rebecca's POV:
It's been a whole decade ever since Diana disappeared from our lives yet we have never been the same. It can be easy for those who live a similar experience as us to say that they can move easily but for me... I still live with the horrific memory of my mother dying in front of my eyes and have been dreading and getting nightmares because of it.
Brett and I got married a few months after the incident because he believes that we should settle down and I completely agree with him because it's not easy to live with a kid especially since Martin is not too easy after Diana haunted him for the rest of his life. And now that he's 20 years old I allowed him to move out and live his life... Well that's a lie because he basically fought with me, completely rejecting the idea of staying with me. He dropped out of high school and now I don't even know what he's upto these days.
Brett became a fashion designer and opened up his boutique because that was his passion and he had a plan to do something regarding the fashion industry. I'm proud of him but now I don't have anyone at home to be with me, which meant that I'm left to my dark thoughts all day and all night.
Martin doesn't want to talk to me telling me that I remind him of his mom day by day by looking at me and he just doesn't want to be reminded of Sophie at all. I understand that but I can't help my thought process whenever I think about my mom and how she died and what might happen to her after Diana died with her, since the two of them were one.
I haven't told Martin or Brett about this but I have a feeling that my mum and Diana are back as one. I'm not sure about it but I have a feeling and that feeling is killing me from the inside knowing that Diana is using mom's spirit in order to gain her power back.
Brett in the other hand is super busy with fashion shoots and clothes designing that I really don't want to stress him out with this shit that came upon me. I mean I know that its bad and I should tell him but something inside me just screams that I should keep this thing to myself. But one thing that is gut wrenching is how would Martin react to this?
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Martin's POV:
(by the way the actor I chose is none other than Mr. Number 4 aka, Alex Pettyfer cuz... He is hot. That's it)
I absolutely love my life...
Even though most people would tell me that I'm just living the frat boy life and I'm not doing anything good in this aspect, I still think that being away from all of that stress is something to be real proud and glad of because even though I love my sister, Rebecca, I still want my space.
And right now, smoking some cigarettes while sitting in bed with my girlfriend, Alexa, is the best feeling in my life and I never want to let go if it. After a good session of... You know what, we finally laid down for a puff of smoke, all the while we can't keep out hands off of each other. I mean it's mostly me just touching her randomly and her laughing at my wanton behaviour but you get the drill.
"Martín I swear to god you better keep your hands to yourself before I make you keep your hands to yourself." She warned to which I just laughed and pulled her closer to me.
"Come on let's not lie that you don't like my closeness." I said coily, making her roll her eyes and chuckle before she pulled me in for a long passionate kiss. God I love this woman...
Alexa and I met during sophomore year and at first she used to tutor me for maths. But the connection was too strong for us to ignore which is why we decided to give our relationship a try and now it's been 3 years since we started dating. Even though we had our fair share of arguments and fights, we still considered to give us a try because there will always be fights and arguments in a relationship but it's upto us on how we try and solve those arguments.
"Martin I know that my opinion might sound irrelevant to you but you have to contact your sister at some point." She says, after we pulled apart. She cupped the side of my face as she looked into my eyes and tried to convince me to talk to my sister, to which I just sighed and shook my head as I sat up.
"No I can't. You know why." I replied, monotonously.
"Martín I understand your frustration but you need to contact your sister. She must be lonely and you don't know how she must be dealing with that loneliness." She tried explaining to me as she put her hands on my shoulders to help me relax as I took another puff from my cigarette.
"Lex you won't get it because she hasn't been the same ever since my mom and Diana died 10 years ago." I said, and I just saw her entire body stiffen in fear at the mention of Diana. And by that, I knew there was more to Alexa than what I knew about her.
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