unsteady//rye beaumont{OLD VERSION}

one.

B R O O K L Y N

it was a nice saturday afternoon. mikey, andy, rye and i were walking back from a day at the gym. rye and andy were vlogging, mikey was messing around with the others while i just silently walked behind them on my phone. i was texting my twin sister, dani.

dani: did you know that im a unahorse?

brook: um.... a what?

i laughed out loud.

dani: a unicorn, a human and a horse. im disguised as a human and my magical unicorn/ horse powers come out when im drunk or something.

brook: ....are you drunk right now?

a flash of worry washed over me. my sister has always scared me like this. shes going through her rebellious phase where she goes out till 2am, drinks all night, smokes, sleeps until noon and doesnt go to school.

dani: nope. im sober. well im pretty sure...... vikki and i were just laughing about it.

brook: alright.... thats good youre not drunk right now.

dani: thats debatable.

brook: no its not.

dani: i think it is

brook: i dont

dani: god youre so difficult

brook: thats why you love me :)

dani: ew no, why would i love you?

brook: owch, that hurts.... right in the heart. im wounded.

dani: suck it up

brook: *tear falls*

dani: *rolls eyes*

i laughed once again at my idiotic sister as i realized we were at the flat.

we all walked in, racing each other to flat number 64 (idk if thats a thing?? but ppl say apartment number so why not flat numver? sorry im canadian and dont know the terms they use but imma try my best) rye won, as usual, followed by andy, mikey, then me.

we opened the door and walked into our room, relaxing instantly after the few hours spent at the gym.

brook: youre not very nice

dani: yes i am. what you talkin bout?

brook: you cant even english good!

dani: one, its slag, and two, that wasnt any better english.

"who are you texing?" andy asked, obviously thinking it was some girl i couldve been hooking up with. but its not. its just my annoying, yet cool twin sister.

"my sister," i replied.

"you have a sister?!" both rye and mikey questioned in shock.

"yes i do. she lives in canada though. we didnt know we were siblings until we were 12 and my mom told me i had a twin and she lives with my dad," i explained the kind of confusing story to my best mates.

"why didnt we know this?!" mikey was still in shock.

i shrugged. i honestly dont have a reason why i didnt tell the guys, i guess it just never came up.

"whats her name?" andy asked.

"dani, well its actually daniella but if you ever call her that you should be prepared to have both your hands chopped off, then shoved down your throat, then be forced to puke them back up," i told them excactly what she had told me back when we were both 15 and i kept calling her by her full name.