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Fiction Drama American

The glowing ball of a sun began to creep up the sky. The top of the sky was a medium lavender, and the bottom was orange with the sun’s light. The warming rays washed over the red rocks of Arizona, brightening the land, and striking a conversation with my best friend, Alexa.Β 


We were sitting on a rocky ledge, looking out to the vastness of the rocks, with the bustling city of Phoenix in the distance. We had been sitting there for a good 2 hours, just thinking.Β 


I was mindlessly gazing at the city that seemed so far away when Alexa turned to me. Her golden eyes locked with mine, and she said, β€œMelissa, are you afraid of anything?” I looked over her choice of clothing, and replied, β€œNot really. Spiders, and maybe ghosts, if they’re real.”


I had a bad experience with the so-called ghosts. Last fall Alexa went with my family to go camping. We went to a place called Canyon Lake Marina CampGrounds, and we set up the tent, my dad started making dinner, everything was a-okay. But then me and Alexa went to the washing cabin to brush our teeth after dinner. We brushed, packed everything back inside our travel cases when we heard something. It was a creaking sound, almost like a child screaming. The door opened and closed along to the sound, even though it was a still night. Me and Alexa were petrified, so we didn’t move, just listening. The door of the cabin slammed closed, the creaking now a loud whistling. Alexa and I had our backs pressed against each other, and I was literally horrified. But then the howling stopped. The door flew back open, and it went back to being a quiet, still night.


Alexa, remembering that memory, nodded her head and looked elsewhere. She was wearing a pastel pink t-shirt, with washed-out ripped jeans. Her sneakers were a light yellow, with bright green socks. Her earrings were giant golden hoops, and her dark brown hair was in a bun. Her eyes were a blazing hazel, like mine, and we both had skin the colour of light whole wheat bread. Lots of people said that we looked like sisters, but we’re not. Her style is much different from mine; today I was wearing a black t-shirt with a skull, and black bootcut jeans. I had a black leather jacket, and grey Nikes. My earrings were hanging black chains, and my hair was in a braid. We were completely different, with our opposite clothing tastes, but also very similar. Our personalities are both bubbly, carefree, and sometimes serious. We like similar food; I like ramen, and she likes Thai noodles.Β 


Speaking of Thai noodles, she took a to-go bag out from her purse, added some water from her water bottle, and started slurping noodles up with disturbingly loud noise. I glared at her, because once she said that slurping loudly was polite in Asia, as it meant you like the food, but I told her we are not IN Asia, and that we live in Arizona, and that she should stop slurping loudly as soon as possible. I also give serious glares. Alexa stopped slurping, and asked me, β€œWhat time is it?” I looked at her with arched eyebrows, and asked back, β€œWhy do you need to know the time?” β€œWell,” she started, β€œI have a thing at school that I have to do with my group, and I have to get there at 8:00 am” I checked my watch. β€œ6:57,” I said. She nodded her head and continued to slurp her noodles, a little quieter this time. I sighed, starting to calculate how much time it would take to drive back to Phoenix. Alexa wanted to drive out here in the morning to try and get some work done in the quiet nature, but so far, we haven’t touched our computers since we got out. I thought that Alexa would have been chatting about anything and everything in her mind today, but now she seemed different, being quiet and just saying everything in her head. I’m not complaining, it was just so different for her, to be slurping noodles and not trying to fit every word in before she took the next bite. I didn’t feel like doing my English essay, so I just sat there, organizing my brain, accompanied by the melodic notes of Alexa’s noodle slurping.


After a very long 15 minutes, Alexa put away her noodles, took a swig of water, and sighed very heavily. I eyed her and checked my watch. β€œIt’s 7:20,” I said. β€œDo you wanna head back now?” She took another giant swig of water, swallowed and said, β€œOk.” Alexa cleaned out the noodle container with some water and waved it around so it could dry. I got up and waited for her, because I didn’t take anything out of my purse. She put the container in her purse once it was dry, and clumsily stood up to hike a bit back down to the car.Β 


It wasn’t a hard hike, about 100 steps down a rocky slope. Another thing; I like sports, Alexa does not. So when I was already at the bottom, Alexa was 20 steps from the top, shaking her legs like she was having a seizure. I shook my head and started to climb up to help her. Sometimes I wonder how Alexa will do anything when we become adults. We’re both 17, but my birthday is in 2 months, and Alexa just turned 17.Β 


She interrupted my thoughts when she said, β€œWait, where’s the car?” I looked around. Alexa’s red SUV was nowhere to be seen. β€œWhere could it have gone?” I asked. β€œSomeone couldn’t have stolen it, right?” Alexa asked, landing on the dusty orange ground. β€œMaybe someone could have,” a deep unknown voice said.


Β Alexa and I spun around, trying to locate the voice. A shadowed figure stepped out from behind the rocks, with navy blue pants, a police cap, and a blue police uniform with the Phoenix Police Department embroidered with gold thread. I got confused; why was the police here, and did they have anything to do with Alexa’s car? β€œIf you would like to know where your car is,” started the police officer, β€œOne of you will have to turn yourself over.” Me and Alexa met each other’s eyes, filled with confusion. β€œTurn one of us in?” Alexa asked. β€œWhy? What did we do?” The police officer settled his right hand over his handcuffs. β€œWe were notified that a young adult aged girl with gold eyes and long black hair was caught vandalizing the city hall with spray paint,” the police officer said. Alexa threw her head back in disbelief. β€œWhat were they wearing? We would never do anything like that!” The police officer said,” They were wearing black leggings with a black hoodie, and bright white sneakers. They were also wearing chains from their ears.” I glanced at Alexa. β€œIf they were wearing that type of clothing, it looks like someone was trying to look like me!” I said, piecing together the things that the officer had told us.Β 


The police officer started to walk closer to me. β€œWe have come to a conclusion.” he said, still inching towards me,” That you were the person who vandalized the city hall.” My eyes blasted open with surprise. β€œI didn’t do anything! When did that person do that? I was at school and home for the past, like, 2 months!” I cried, now fighting the officer to get away from me. β€œYou look the most similar to the person, and no one else in Phoenix has golden eyes except for you two,” said the officer, now almost wrestling with me. I glanced up at Alexa between hits, to try and get her to help me, but she was just standing there, pretending that her best friend and a police officer were not wrestling on the ground right beside her.Β 


Finally, the officer got his hands on my wrists, cuffing them in a short 3 seconds. The cool metal clanged against my skin, and he pulled me by my shirt over to his police car. I stared at Alexa, pleading with my eyes to get her to help me, but she just stood there, staring off into the distance, as she had done while slurping her noodles earlier. As the police officer buckled me in the backseat of his car, I kept staring at Alexa, knowing that she was hiding something from me.


Now I am looking out the window of my grey jail cell, thinking about that moment. Since that happened, I have been in jail for 1 year, running this record tape over and over and over. After thinking for a while, I realized that Alexa was the one who vandalized the city hall. She dressed up like me, so I would be framed. That’s why she did nothing while I was getting arrested. I gazed outside my cell window, the glowing ball of the moon high in the navy sky. On the water below, the moon’s twin mocked every move, every shadow, every thought. The dark water rippled softly like silk. Outside looked peaceful, but my heart was not. I had found out that Alexa was my twin sister. That’s why we looked the same, that’s why we acted the same. Why did she do this, I don’t know, but when I get out of jail, I will track down every one of her footsteps, and get my sweet, sweet revenge.

November 16, 2020 20:53

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21:13 Nov 16, 2020

.....woah. WHat did I just read. The twist at the end....what. the. heck. just. happened. THEY WERE TWINS ALL ALONG??? Loved it Amethyst. You absolutley nailed it!

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tHaNk yOu! I wanted to write something, hmm, "tWiStY". or something like that :) - Amethyst

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Bailey D.
22:05 Dec 06, 2020

I was just curious... Is Amethyst your real name? If it is, that is BEYOND cool! If not, it's still an amazing pen name! -Bailey

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No, it's just a pen name. My friends and I were going for a gEm vibe, so all our pen names are some kind of gems. ❀ - Amethyst

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Bailey D.
16:02 Dec 07, 2020

Gotcha. That's still awesome, though, Amethyst! ❀😊 -Bailey

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Whoa!! That ending! Oh my goodness so so SO well written, I didn't see it coming at all! It wasn't one of those twists which are totally off topic, but it wasn't a predictable twist either. Overall, an amazing story! Please keep writing, I love it!

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WOW! That was truly amazing! You write just like an author does!

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Thanksss! I have more practice since I started, so yea. Also, when are you gonna write your first story?

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Haha. That's gonna be forever :p! ( LOL I'm working on it right now, wish me luckkk!

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Mustang Patty
00:02 Nov 24, 2020

Hi, Amethyst, A very twisty, dark story. The only suggestion I might make is to leave the reader a few clues along the way so that when they come to the end and realized they were twins, they can go back and see what they missed. I am putting together an Anthology of Short Stories to be published in late Spring 2021. Would you be interested? The details can be found on my website: www.mustangpatty1029.com on page '2021 Indie Authors' Short Story Anthology,' and you can see our latest project on Amazon. '2020 Indie Authors' Short Story ...

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wow, nice plot twist(s) at the end there! I noticed a few sentences that kinda made me stop and think. "I glared at her, because once she said that slurping loudly was polite in Asia, as it meant you like the food, but I told her we are not IN Asia, and that we live in Arizona, and that she should stop slurping loudly as soon as possible. I also give serious glares." #1, it sounds like a run-on sentence, #2, you say 'I glared at her,'...and then 'I also give serious glares'...isn't that the same thing? "Alexa cleaned out the noodle conta...

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I'M SO SORRY ajsdhfjkasdfsdfa I will never use that word again I'm sorry

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20:54 Jan 25, 2021

Oh jeez that twist was AWESOME! I also loved your word choices, too, it sounds so smooth. I love your pen name, btw. Keep it up! :D 🍩

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Thank you! Yes a thesaurus is my best friend XD. Yeah there's a trend going around so I decided to join. I will! yayy thanks for the 🍩

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