Sisters Fornever

Cassidy's life fell apart like the ruins of an old castle. Family and loved one's death tore their family bonds apart as she sauntered into a dark emotional state. The only person that she could call family was her twin sister, Camille.

Sisters know everything, right? Not with Cassidy and Camille though. Cassidy was hiding a secret that could ultimately ruin her entire future. Camille didn't know of course. But it's only a matter of time before that would change.

Cassidy bit her upper lip as she lightly tapped her silver pen o the near edge of her desk. The class was silent. A pin could fall and echo in the students' ears. The simultaneous tick of the clock and the subconscious need to erase themselves from school was the only thing that could be heard.

Mr. Ellis, their English teacher taught the last class of the day. He always managed to finish early and pierce his eyes into each and every one of the students during the free time. He was strict, yes, but also had a kind heart when his students need help with their studies.

Maybe a little too nice. Cassidy saw the new girl, Melanie, heading over to his house 9 in the night when his wife was away. Cassidy's conscience warned her to keep her mouth shut and accept the fact that Mr. Ellis is having an affair with his student. After all, she had a dangerous secret of her own.

Cassidy glanced at the antique clock and watched the minute hand tick closer and closer to the 12. Ring Ring the bell went, signifying the school's dismissal. She hurriedly grabbed her bag and walked towards the door. The other students did the same.

"Cass!" a familiar voice called on the other side of the hallway. It was Camille. Her long, blonde hair looked voluminzed throughout the entire day, causing Cassidy to be stunned. She smiled and sauntered towards her while Cassidy returned a cheeky smile. They were so identical that it would be hard to know who is who if Cassidy hadn't cut her hair to medium length.

"Hey," Cassidy replies, brushing back a strand of hair behind her right ear. Before Camille could respond, Harry butted in.

"Hey babe," he greeted sweetly and gave Cassidy a soft kiss on the lips. Camille resisted the urge to make a poker face. Instead, she smiled and played along.

Camille had a crush on Harry ever since elementary school, but he chose Cassidy. It always had to be her. Camille always thought that Cassidy was way prettier than her—which is weird because they look identical. Of course, Camille was very envious of her sister.

"Hi, Harry," she greeted him, despite her emotions. He glanced at her.

"Hi, Cam. Usually I'd greet first. What's with the sudden change?" he questions promptly.

Camille subconsciously face palmed herself as she just shrugged in response. Harry chuckled, creating butterflies in her stomach. "How about a movie at my place, later?" he asks Cassidy.

"Can't," she replies, sighing. "Cheer practice with the girls."

"Bummer. Tomorrow then."

"Definitely!"

Camille felt invisible as they kissed one last time. Harry waved goodbye and walked off towards his friends. Cassidy bit her lip, giggled and bumped Camille's arm. Camille played along, but inside she felt like screaming.

* * * *

Cassidy wiped her sweaty forehead with the back of her hand as she gulped down a whole bottle of cool water. Practice was finished for the day and everyone else apart from her were either out in the hallways or on the road at that time. She was the captain of the dance squad, so she was responsible that everyone leaves and that she ocks up everyday after practice. Cassidy took this job seriously, because ever since she partaked on the dance squad, her life seemed as if it was turning around. Of course, before the whole Amanda secret.

She picked up her bag and headed towards the practice room's door. Switching the light switch, she got an uneasy feeling. Like perhaps she forgot something important. But being the skeptical girl that she is, she left. But not knowing that her phone fell from her bag and Camille was watching her through the window...

* * * *

Cassidy reached home and took of her shoes. "Cam!" she called but got no reply. She thought to herself that maybe her sister was over at Kelly's or still at school somehow. She was very sweaty and was starting to smell so she decided to take a shower.

She stepped into the shower as she felt the lukewarm liquid sprinkle all over her soft skin. It was a mesmerising feeling of relief. She felt clean and refreshed. She stepped out of the shower and took up a towel after she bathed for 5 more minutes.

Being the caring sister that she is, Cassidy went to her bag at the corner of her room to check up on Camille. She checked her bag for her phone, but didn't see it. She ordered herself not to panick and looked more carefully that time. But still no phone. Her heart was pounding. Had I left it at school? she thought. She made her way to their house phone and dialed Camille's number and got a response almost immediately. "Camille, where are you?" she asked.

"Oh... I'm at Kelly's," Camille responded. There were many voices in the background. Camille tried to walk over to a more secluded area to hide her lie.

"Ok, then. Just don't stay out late, please," Cassidy implied. Camille bit back a distort and hummed in response. "Bye, love you," she ends.

"Love you too," Camille gushed. But of course, it was a lie. Camille wasn't at Kelly's, nor she loved her sister back. She made a report at the police station about her sister. That is what she was up to.

Cassidy was checking every possible place in the house, but decided that it had to be at school, as much as she hated the thought. She couldn't go back to school now. She'd have to go early the next day.

Before she could process her thoughts, sirens and bright red and blue flashing lights filled the gap in her mind. She went out immediately to investigate. A cop ordered in their microphone, "Put your hands up where we can see them!"

Guns and orders were being pointed to Cassidy. Her mind was racing with thoughts. Do they know? How? I'm going to jail! This can't be happening!

She held up her hands as different persons that she knew came to check out the commotion, including her boyfriend. Her heart literally skipped a beat as her sister stepped out of the cop car. "That's her. She's the one who killed Amanda," Camille announced, giving an innocent look. Because they were so identical, she had to do a fingerprint examination to prove that she isn't Cassidy. Also, Cassidy's phone held important evidence that led to the crime.

Cassidy felt small as the crowd began to gasp and gave her dirty looks. A cop came and handcuffed her while her body pressed into the car. "Cassidy Martin, you are under arrest of the murder of Amanda Baker." She took a second glance at her boyfriend. who was shaking his head in disbelief and disappointment. Her eyes began to tear up.

Amanda's mother was in the crowd, bawling because she never thought that her daughter's killer might have been Cassidy, the sweet innocent golden girl. She looked pleadingly and confusingly over at her sister, who was smiling sinisterly. Cassidy never thought that her own sister who she loved very much would betray her in this horrible manner. It made her heart broke.

The police ducked her under the car top and into the car. As she was driven away with grief, disbelief, hatred and disappointment enveloping her name.