I can hear the rain hitting my window and it helped me relax. I have had a few nightmares this week. I keep waking jup crying. I keep thinking about what that old woman, Mrs. D was her name. Well it was what e were told to call her. The last dream I had was of her hitting me with the attitude adjuster. Yup, she had this four -foot-long wooden spoon and she would use it to hit me and Jacob. When she wasn't using the attitude adjuster it was a long switch from a tree in the back yard she made Jacob get himself.
I could just be sitting their being quiet and playing with toys and she would accuse me of giving her a dirty look. As if a small child could do this. She would say I was evil because I never talked. She said God must have been angry with me and took my voice. She was very religious. I dont even know what religion could be this cruel. In that dream while she was spanking me with the attitude adjuster Jacob was trying to get her to stop. He told her whatever I did to make her mad , That I was sorry for it. Problem was we were not always sure what we did wrong. Because he intervened, she used dish soap to wash out his mouth. This time it was Lemon Joy. Did you know that Lemon Joy taste just like lemons. To this day we cant stand lemon flavored foods. She would drip globs of the dish soap on our pointer finger and make us spread it all over our teath and tongue then sit there drooling untill she let us rince it out. This was the dream that had just woke me up. As I opened my eyes and adjusted to the dark room, which was being lit up by lightning strikes shining through my windows, It was then I noticed Jacob. He was sitting on my bed, he knew I was having a nightmare and woke up scared and crying.
"I could hear you crying, was it another dream Penny" Jacob said with sadness in his voice.
" yea, this one was the time Mrs.D used lemon Joy to wash out your mouth when you tried to protect me, oh it was awfal it was like I was floating above everyone watching her hurt both of us"
I was still crying but to an outsider you would not hear anything, you would just see a young girl with tears flowing down he face.
"anytime I taste any lemon flavoring. it brings up bad memories' I said while feeling better with him near me.
I love the fact that we can talk to each other; it really helps especially on nights like this.
" Jacob can you stay with me tonightf, just like when we were little, remember how you would hold me so I could sleep, Please just untill I fall asleep then you can leave." I was begging him.
"Yea I remember holding you, it did always help. I will stay but we need to make sure that the Carters don't find out, I mean we are fifteen now and they might freak out if they found you sleeping with your brotherf, they think we are wierd as it is." Jacob replied with sarcasm.
"Dont worry, I wont tell on you, it will be our secret." I said as he laid down next to me, he stayed on top of the blankets just in case Mrs. Carter came in and seen us. We are not freaky or anything, he just comforts me. Its a twin thin, I guess. I hated when we had to have separate rooms.
We have been living with the Carters since we were thirteen. When Mrs.D died, we were eight and moved from one home to the next, so many in fact I have lost count. At one point when we were ten the state had decided to send me to a doctor to find out why I never talked. I cant believe it took ten yers for someone to notice it was not because I didnt want to talk, or because Jacob did all the talking for me. They did eventyally find out that I was born without vocal cords, just some kind of freak birth defect. I guess, I really dont care, the only person who I wasnt to talk to is Jacob.
It never bothered me that I did not talk out loud. The carters were looking for kids to adopt and they found us at the group home we were in at the time. The state told the Carters we were to stay a year, if we adjusted well and if the carters still wanted us, then they could adopt us. So, we habe been with the carters for two years , almost three. the adoption still as not been finalized yet, but wee were pretty sure we were not oung to be moving homes again. We loved it here and the Carters were a good couple.
WIth Jacob next to me I could feel the warmth he was giving off and since he was always make me feel comfortable. I was asleep in no time at all. It helped that it was still raining, the sound on the roof of the house helped lull me to sleep. I did not dream for the rest of the night.
I could feel the sun warming my face throught my open curtains, normally Id have the closed. I like to keep my room dark it helps me to sleep, keeps the shadows away. But because of the storm last night I kept them open, I like seeing lighting flash. I love thunderstorms, its so exciting to see nature so angry. Today is saturday and I would normally be still sleeping, but because I had my curtians still open it was bright out ways to early. It was our last weekend before we started eleventh grade at our new school. Eight AM is way to early on the weekend though. But I cant wiat to go back to school. I love school. The sun was bright, there were no clouds in the sky. Just endless bright blue skies. The storm must have worked itself out. I reached behind me to see if my brother was still in here, nope he must have left in the night. "Jacob, are you awake?" I called him from my mind, still lying in bed. I waited a few minutes then I heard him reply. "no, P
Mrs. Carter has a driver, he is a tall dark and a scary looking man, and he answers with grunts. He kinds of reminds me of Lurch from the movie Adams Family. He is a nice guy though and apparently has been working with the Carters for a long time. His name is David; he has a small house in the forest and stays there until one of the Carter's calls for him. We sat in the back of the black limo; Jacob was talking to Mrs. Carter. “Sweetheart what do you need the most” Mrs. Carter suddenly asked me. I looked up like I was thinking about it then told my brother what I'm interested in and the things I needed the most. 'Umm, tell Mrs. Carter, I really need more jeans, matching under clothes and some new sweater because it will be getting cooler soon' I told this all to my brother while looking at her.
We sat in silence all the way home. Well to Mrs. Carter it seemed like it was silent. But me and Jacob were having a full-on conversation. “Jacob what do you think she meant by making sure we were the right twins? And that we will fit in with the family? Don't we need to meet them to know if we fit in? If we don't fit in is, she going to get rid of us”? I was bombarding his mind with a massive number of questions. “Hey, hey calm down I'm sure it will be fine, I think I just caught her off guard with that question. And I don’t think she will get rid of us. I can tell she and Mr. Carter like us. Besides they got us into that fancy new school. If they were going to get rid of us, do you think they would have bothered taking their time placing us in that school?' Jacob was trying to reassure myself that it will be alright. &n
After one of the best days, I have ever had they are going to spring bad news on us, I just knew something was going to happen. “Kids I have something important to tell you and I don’t want you to be upset, and please hear me out before you get mad at us” Mrs. Carter was looking worried, like we might attack her or something when she give us this bad news. I gave a look of unknowing to Jacob and he returns the look back to me. We have no idea what the Carters are going to lay on us? “You cannot have a birthday party” Mr. Carter blurted out with a hint of uneasiness. “What Richard means to say, we won’t be celebrating your birthday
Chapter 7 We were still sitting at the small table eating our Chinese, but I could tell all of us were not interested in eating anymore. Mrs. Carter had said she had more to tell us, but it has been an awkward 10 minutes since she had spoken. I had so many thoughts running through my mind. Are we seriously werewolves, and why now is this all coming out? We have been living here for nearly three and just now we find out she’s our mother and he is our father. I have always wanted to meet my parents, I held no resentment over them abandoning us, but Jacob is taking this very hard. He has always held a deep bitterness towards the ones who abandoned us. It’s too quiet, I needed to hear the rest of the story even if Jacob was not ready. I
Chapter 8* MOM POV * I was so worried the kids would rebel and just run from us. Well, there is still a chance that might happen but for now they were still listening to Richard and I trying to explain what happened with the surrogate human. That women infuriates me, I hate her with a passion, she took the two most precious gifts I ever had away from me. I never got to see them being born, their first smile. All their first were taken from us all because she was a greedy, uncaring, nosy, hateful, and worst of all a human. All she ever cared about was her money. The only reason she was excited for the twins was because she would get double the payment. It was never the money that bothered me it was the fact she was so greedy about it. During her pregnancy she kept trying to get money from Richard or mys
Chapter 9 That glass of wine I downed last night had kicked in about half an hour after I drank it making me lightheaded. I had Jacob tell our mom that I was tired and could we continue the conversation later. I was sure everyone agreed with me. We had stayed up into the late hours gaining details about our existence. It was about 2am when I finally feel asleep. When I woke, I felt like I had a peaceful night’s sleep, because not one nightmare reared its ugly head. The sun was trying to come through my black out curtains, but it was unsuccessful. What was coming through was the feeling of warmth from the sun. It warmed my face as I lay on my pillows. I was still tired and contemplating getting up. I turned over and looked at the red lights flashing on my alarm clock, it was already noon. Wow I must have been tired,
Chapter 10 I excepted who our parents were and have had a wonderful time getting to know my family as a real family and not just foster parents. I can understand why they kept it a secret for this long. Wanting to make sure we were the right kids and all. Jacob has had me mentally blocked for three days now. I’m still not sure how he learned to block me if he has always been able to or just now learned how. Mom and I have been communicating using our new phones. We went shopping on Monday and mom got us the newest android phones. They are awesome. We must have over 3 thousand texts in just the two days we have had the phones. We got Jacob a phone as well, but he won’t open his bedroom door. So, I left it outside his room. I don’t know why we never thought of using text before. It would have been nice not to have to