My Missing Twin

Ivy and Izabell had a perfectly normal life. Until Izabell went missing.


2. Brother

Raymond grabbed my arm.

"You need to eat," he says, "it's been two days since Iz went missing, you can't starve yourself."

"I can and I will." I retort.

"No, you can't and you won't! Mom has dinner downstairs." he pulls me along toward the staircase.

"Let go, Ray, Let go! You're hurting me!" I whine.

"It's what big brother's do!" he says, "Plus, I'm not hurting you, you just want me to let go."

"That's not-" he cuts me off with a look that says he knows I'm lying. We go down stairs and I sit at the table.

My father prays and my mother smiles because she didn't have to tell him to. I drag my fork around my plate.

"Sweetie, Eat your food." My mother says. I stare blankly towards Izabell's empty chair.

"No, I'm not hungry." I tell her.

"You need to eat." My father says.

"No." I say.

"Hey, Bee, you need to eat." My brother says. Bee. My nickname.

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