Last night was amazing, Louis is lovely, he's romantic, but I'm sure he got some help from Harry and the other boys. Harry is nice and I know he's the one and only for my sister.
Last night, Harry and Louis took Selena and I out on a fancy restaurant. It's not really my thing but it was nice. After eating we went separate. Harry and Selena went somewhere, I don't know where, and Louis and I went to a park and talked the night away.
It was really nice. We got to know each other better and we became really close. I'm not going to friend-zone him any time soon, that's for sure.
As Louis drove me home he followed up to the front door. "Hopefully I'm going to take you out again sometime," he said grabbing my hand bringing it to his lips kissing it. I blushed and nodded smiling like crazy. Before I went indoors I quickly kissed his cheek. He blushed a light pink. I giggled and walked inside.
Now I'm sitting on my bed with my new sea blue laptop looking through Twitter and Facebook. I saw a picture with the headline, "Date night?" and clicked on it. It was an article about Selena.
"Yesterday Selena Gomez was spotted with Harry Styles from One direction. They were with Louis Tomlinson and what looks like another Selena Gomez! They were all leaving a fancy restaurant together but separated and went different ways. The boys of One Direction is in Texas for a concert later this week. Is it possible that the singer and actress has a twin sister? If so why didn't we know about her?"
The only bad thing about yesterday was all the paparazzi. There was a few outside the restaurant.
"Selena!" I screamed. She came running in her laptop in hand. "You saw it too?" I nodded as she sat down beside me. "This is bad. This is really bad," I said my thoughts out loud. "What are we going to do?" I asked feeling to lump in my throat grow.
"First you need to relax. Why would it be so bad if the world knew you were my sister?" Selena asked sounding hurt. I didn't know where to start.
"Because I'm fat, I'm stupid and I don't deserve to be your sister. I'm going to get hate as soon as everyone knows and I know I can't handle it," I said swallowing the lump in my throat. Crying is weak, I'm weak.
Selena didn't say anything for a long time. I looked up at her seeing her with a blank expression and staring at nothing. "Excuse me for a moment," she whispered leaving my room nearly running.
What? Why? Huh? Was the things running through my mind. Should I follow her or leave her alone? I decided on the second option praying she wouldn't do anything stupid.
How could I be so irresponsible! I can't believe I let that happen. I know I told Rebecca my short-term memory is bad when in reality I remember everything. I feel bad about it, but it is one of the perks of being an actress. Even after everything Becca have been through I let this happen? I'm so disappointed in myself. When I announce her to the press I know she will get alot of hate maybe even more that I do. Because if I get a lot of hate, why would a person that's almost exactly like me not get it?
As always I let all my disappointment and frustration out on myself. Cutting is the only way to keeps me sane. It's the only thing I can fully control.
I never cut my wrists or arms it's too risky. I cut on my inner thighs and my stomach. That's one of the reasons you never see me in a bikini or bathing suit.
No one knows about my cutting and I'm not going to tell anyone not even Rebecca or Demi. They know one of my secrets but there is more to come. They don't know what I do to still be alive. What I do to not kill myself even though it would be so easy. But it has come to mind more than it should.
Selena haven't came back and I haven't heard from her in a long time so I decided to go to her room.
Going down to hall I looked at all the pictures on the walls. I stopped at one of them and looked at it. It was a picture of a young girl at around 16 I think. It was taken in the hospital and in the young girls arms she held two small girls. It's her children.
Looking under the picture at the text I understood why the picture was there.
From left to right: Selena Gomez, Mandy Teefy, Rebecca Gomez.
"I love you girls no matter what happen."
It was our mother the day me and Selena was born. 21 years ago. Why haven't I seen this before? I have looked at the pictures at least a million times. I sighed and wiped a tear from my cheek. Mom most have put if up now that both Selena and I knew the truth.
Standing outside of Selena's door I knocked on it before walking in. There she was sitting in her bed staring at nothing with the blank expression on her face. I walked over to her and sat beside her on the bed.
There they sat for the rest of the day and evening staring at nothing both deep in thoughts. None of them knew it but they were both thinking the exact same thing. They were both listing the things that made them worthless. Selena's worst than Rebecca's.
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