Third Person Point of View

The whole ride to the airport was an intense quietness for them. No one said a word. Dad and Xavier was still calculating how she knew how to fight or did something happen in her past that made her the way she becomes..

"So, how did you like living with your mother" Dad asked.

Iris was in a rush to answer before saying good with a cheerful smile which they smile back. They look over it Ivy wondering if she was going to answer or not which she gave them a shrug on her shoulder in her response.

That angered both Carlos and Xavier. They both want it verbal answers when they're asking someone a question.

Changing the conversation Xavier asked, "What's your favorite color"

"My Favorite color is pink" Iris reply with her bubbly cheer self again which causes Ivy to roll her eyes and her.

"Black" say only given him a short response. She really want to have peace and silence while looking at nature as the car past by trees.

"What are things you like to do" Xavier ask

Ivy got annoyed with them asking question and took out her ear phone, stuff in them in her ear going onto her playlist, clicking on some music.

She really didn't want to be bothered at all. She was not in the mood and plus she thought her twin could have this conversation with them.

Carlos and Xavier look at each other, they did not tolerate the disrespect at all.

"She always been like this" respond Iris

"Why" both of them said in unison

"We-" Ivy could hear through her ear phones cause they weren't turnt up loud enough. One glare at her made her keep quiet.

Iris wouldn't want to get on Ivy bad side at all after the countless of beatings and the dangerous crowd she hangs around.

"Never mind but I like to go shopping" iris said quickly changing the conversation.

She knew how dangerous her twin sister was and wasn't going to go against her

Carlos (Dad) and Xavier look at at his sight amusing considering one look just shut her up but then again it was also concerning to them.

No one spoken a word after that and just was silent. They made it to the airport.

Once inside the private plane. Iris took a seat beside Ivy who already gotten seated to see if she was going to do anything.

Ivy got up and moved to the front away from her and Iris looked likes she's about to cry.

She do love her twin but then again she didn't want to be near her at all, even after all the things that happened to her and she couldn't do a thing

Her innocence was snatch away from her. Iris should be lucky, she though. She didn't have to go through the things she went through or feel the pain.

She's lucky that she had a good childhood and whereas I had to put mines away and be the bigger person.

I couldn't get Barbie dolls but she could. All I could get was beating.

She got whatever she wanted but for some reason I didn't.

Mother didn't like me at all and when she got with her boyfriends matters got much worse.

All my life, nothing good ever came from her. She always love Iris. It would always be Iris this and Iris that.

Even once I tried to kill myself cause I felt like I wasn't good enough for her but they got me in time. I hated myself but over the years it stop bothering me knowing that my mother will never love me.

I do love her but over the years it got distant. She always wanted to come to me and act all nice and try to get along and created a bond and was just ignoring the fact that she knew that I was getting beating by our so called mother.

I can never get along with her so I took my attention off of her and focus on something else.

I started hanging in the crowed where I fit in at. Nobody would judge you. Some people that had good things that going on in their entire lives don't understand people like us...who been hurt, beating, and sacred for life.

They just don't get us...

I couldn't clear less if she cried right now when I moved from her. I stop trying with her when I was 10.

I looked out the plane window at the sky and the nice land view below.

I felt a moving presence beside me and turned my head towards the intruder.

I rather be in my thoughts and then have to communicate with people.

"Why you in my personal space" I ask poking at him as he smirk at me

"Just wanted to have a conversation with, can't I" he said

"I mean you already over here" I said with an eye rolled.

He straightened up before saying, "Ivy, I know you just met us and don't know us pretty well but we are trying. I'm happy that you two are back with us" he said in a deep voice.

"Yep...okay" I said not really taking his words deep to heart.

"Ivy why are you acting like this...when you was three you was happy of course with your twin but nothing has changed about her" he said

"That's it...that was when I was three. You really acting like people don't change"

"Why you and your twin don't get along"

"It's really none of your business. Could you leave me and peace and silence" I said as he sigh and got up.

I wasn't really in the mood for anything...I was just irritated with the world every single day. (Edited 04/12/22)



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