Twisted (Rewritten Version)

Chapter Twenty-Three

"They aren't breathing." A detective says as they stand above our bodies.

"Give them CPR we need them alive." Someone else orders. "The ambulance should be here in a few minutes. Keep them alive!"

"Silas!" I say looking at him standing next to me.

"I know." He says looking at them giving us cpr.

"Stop!" I yell at them. "You can't bring us back. YOU CAN'T LET HIM GO BACK!"

"Em..." Silas says.

"HE WILL KEEP KILLING! LET US DIE PLEASE!" I sob.

"EM...!" He repeats.

"The emt's are here let them through." One of them orders. They run to our sides and keep the cpr going.

"They have stab wounds by their hearts." Someone yells.

"This is weird." Someone says.

"What?" Another asks.

"The stab wound is in the same place. The same EXACT place." He answers.

"You missed?" Silas says laughing. "Wow little sis you need some training. I guess we are pretty different."

"Silas can you shut up for two seconds?" I snap.

"Jesus Em." He chuckles leaning against a wall. "You freaking missed." He started laughing so much that he had tears in his eyes. I feel a laugh escape my mouth. Silas looks up in suprise.

"What the heck?" I say in shock.

"Did you just laugh?" He says. A smile spreads across his face.

"I... I think so." I say shakily. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. When I open them Silas is in front of me. I gasp.

"Maybe you are like me." He says smirking as he brushes hair from my face.

"No. I'm not." I tell him smacking his hand down.

"Let's get them to the hospital. They need a guard at each of their doors." Someone orders.

"Great." I mumble.

"What little sis? Don't want me back into the world?" Silas asks.

"What happened to wanting us to die?" I ask him. He shrugs.

~When they get to the hospital~

"How do you suppose it works?" I ask him as we sit in the waiting chairs at the hospital. We didn't need to sit but, we felt like it.We are typical lazy teenagers... sue us. Also we were in surgery right now so we really had nothing to do.

"How what works?" He asks.

"I die, you die because I have your heart but if you die, I die. Why?"

"I don't know. I have thought about that. Also I don't know why your heart is the only thing that didn't copy and go into me. And how is there blood in my system if I don't have a heart? It's just something we will never know." He says.

"Yeah, and that's your fault." I snap at him.

"Yes it is." He shrugs.

"So we have to either be alive or permanently dead by now. I'm guessing we died." I say with a thank-god voice. Collin runs in. He says my name to the front desk lady. She says something to him and he runs into a hallway.

"We didn't die." Silas says like he is 100% sure.

"You don't know that." I snap back. He raises an eyebrow and stands up to follow Collin. I follow them. Collin gets to a room and is about to go in when a guard stops him. 

"Told you." Silas says proudly. I look into the window to see myself on a breathing machine.

"NO no no no no." I say worried.

"I guess the psycho twins aren't dead." Silas says smugly. I watch as Collin fights with the guards and finally they let him in.

"Who says I'm not just going to really kill myself and take you down?" I ask.

"You." He says.

"Actually I'm going to do that." I tell him.

"I'm going to a psyche ward. You kill yourself, Ashton will kill Collin." He says. I shake my head and walk away from him.

"Em. Wait!" Silas says.

"What do you want?" I ask harshly.

"I'm sorry. I'm your brother and I'm supposed to protect you. That was unnecessary." He says.

"Yeah, it was." I tell him.

"I'm going to get sent to a psyche ward once I recover. I promise not to send anyone after you if you promise me one thing." He says. I feel an emptiness inside of me when I think of not having him next to me at all times.

"What?" I ask sadly.

"You can't be like that." He says lifting my chin up with one of his hands. "Sad. Don't be sad."

"I can't promise you that Silas. I need you." I tell him feeling tears come to my eyes. He nods sadly and wraps his arms around me.

"You're going to have to get used to not being with me." He says. When I open my eyes he isn't there. Something is pulling me towards the door to my room. I go right through it. I see Collin sitting there looking at me. I go to my seemingly lifeless body and touch my hand. I gasp as I sit up in the bed.

A/N: THAT'S IT FOR TWISTED FOR GOOD. Part of the sequel is up so you can check that out. And I'm going to be entering this book in the watty awards. Thanks for reading this crazy journey.

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