Long Lost Twin

My name is Lizzie, my Mum recently died from cancer so I was forced to live with my aunt. That also meant moving schools and making new friends. I did have a Dad but I never knew him. Mum did, they split when I was born. He took my twin and Mum took me.


12. Chapter 12: Bright Lights and Scars



Ugh what the hell was that annoying noise! I tried to open my eyes but my eyelids felt heavy like they weighed tons. 

"I don't think she's gonna make it. She's lost a lot of blood and she's been asleep for days." A voice said. What the hell was going on? Was I going to die? I don't want to die! 

I saw a bright light and my eyes opened. I was sitting in a field. There were flowers of all colours everywhere, grass was swaying in the breeze. This field seemed to have no end as it carried on for miles. I stood up and pulled my shirt up. My skin had heeled. My shirt wasn't damaged. Am I dreaming? I turned around and saw my Mum standing there. She looked exactly as I remembered, she didn't look like she did while she had cancer. She looked fine. Is this what death does? Death seemed happy. 

Death seems perfect. 

"Mum?" I called out to her. She walked over to me and pulled me into a hug. Tears ran down my face. "I've missed you so much." 

"I've missed you too." She replied. Her voice was exactly how I remembered it. Not croaky like it sounded before she died. 

"Have you met anyone while you have been here?" I asked her. She raised her eyebrows like she always did while she thought. 

"Not really." She replied after a few seconds. She opened her mouth and began talking again. "I see you met your brother. He's handsome, isn't he?" 

"Yeah. He's really supportive." I replied and gave her a small smile. 

"I wish I got to meet him." Mum looked down at the grass and I saw a tear roll down her cheek. The tear sparkled as the sunlight caught it. 

"Am I dead?" I asked. Mum shrugged. 

"Your body is still fighting. You have a chance to live. Never stop fighting, for me." Mum begged and I nodded. 

"I promise. I will keep fighting for you, no matter how tough things get." I promised her. Tears rolled uncontrollably from my eyes. I gave her one last hug. "I love you, Mum." 

"I love you too, Lizzie." 

I opened my eyes and stared at a white ceiling. There was the most annoying beeping noise. There was a sharp pain where I had been stabbed. I looked around the room and saw Harry asleep in a plastic chair. At that moment I saw Jenny and Joe walk into the room. 

"Great! You're awake!" Jenny said cheerfully. "I was worried you wouldn't make it." I just gave her a forced smile. 

"Why is he here?" I asked. 

"Uh. Well, his Dad managed to talk him out of going to jail but he has to go to court soon. While he waits he wanted to wait here." Jenny shot a glare at Harry. I can see he will never be welcome back home. Harry's dad must have paid quite a bit of money to keep him out of jail. Considering he managed to get away with having a knife, stabbing someone and knocking someone out. I though the would be in jail now. 

"Where's Louis?" I asked. 

"He's still in a coma. He could have brain damage." Jenny told me. 

"What happened to him?" I asked her. I knew he had been knocked out, I didn't think it would be serious. 

"He hit his head pretty bad and lost a bit of blood from his nose. He also has broken ribs." Jenny informed me. 

"How long was I out for?" I asked. 

"Just over a week." Jenny replied.

"You're finally awake." Harry mumbled groggily. I turned to look at him. His hair was a mess. 

"Why aren't you in jail?" I asked him quickly. 

"My Dad paid money. I will have to go back as soon as you're out of hospital though." Harry explained. 

"Oh. How long for?" I asked. 

"No idea." Harry shrugged. "I might be lucky and only have to do community service. You know, walk around litter picking and helping the elderly with their shopping." 

"Sounds fun." I mocked. 

"I really am sorry about stabbing you though." Harry apologised. 

"It's fine." I mumbled and looked away. I turned to Jenny. "How long am I stuck in here for?" 

"When they think you're well enough to go home." Jenny replied. "Probably another week if you're lucky." 

"Fun." I muttered sarcastically. Just my luck, I get stuck in hospital for a week. 

Harry stood up. "I'm gonna go see Louis, bye." Harry left the room and the room immediately lost it's awkward feel to it. 

A week passed and I was in the car. Jenny was about to drive me home. Louis was still stuck in hospital but he was awake. I haven't been to see him yet, I'm not allowed. They won't say why I'm not allowed though which is very irritating. I was happy to be out of hospital, it's so boring. Especially when Jenny and Joe had to work so I had no one to talk to. Harry had to go to school and after school he had to do community service. He has six months of it, it's the price he pays for not going to jail plus it's better for the environment as he is cleaning up after the lazy people who drop rubbish everywhere. 

"How're you feeling?" Jenny asked me. I turned to face her. 

"Ugh. In pain." I grumbled. I had painkillers I needed to take for the pain in my stomach. I had to return to the hospital in two weeks to have my stitches removed. 

"You'll be curled up in bed soon." Jenny promised me. 

"Fun." I said under my breath and rolled my eyes. "When can I visit Louis?"

"Um. Well . . ." Jenny began. I turned back to face her and raised my eyebrows. 

"What?" I pushed. 

"It's not a great idea. He's lost his memory. He only remembers up to six months ago. He thinks his girlfriend is someone else." Jenny explained. Tears filled my eyes. Louis doesn't remember me? 

"Why does that stop me from seeing him?" I asked. 

"His family and close friends are only allowed. His family set that rule." Jenny explained. 

"I'm his best friend's sister! Can't I get Liam to take me?" I whined. 

"Nope. Sorry." Jenny sighed. This wasn't fair. 

"But I'm his girlfriend." I grumbled. 

"Well, his old girlfriend is taking advantage of the situation. It's not good to intervene. You have to wait until he's out of hospital." 

"Ugh." I grumbled and wiped the tears away with the back of my hand. It stung like a bitch that Louis didn't remember me. What about our texts though? Surely he must read them and remember everything. He will have to remember he has a new girlfriend soon enough. 

Jenny parked the car on the driveway and I climbed out. "Where's my car?" I asked her. 

"At the school still. Harry's gonna drive you to school next Monday." Jenny informed me. 

"Oh." I mumbled and followed her inside. She carried my bag up to my room and dumped it by my drawers. 

"You don't have to unpack now but I want them unpacked by next Monday. Just get some more rest and not worry about Louis too much." and with that Jenny was gone. How could I not worry about Louis?! 

I pulled off my shoes and climbed into bed. I fell asleep but got woken up several hours later by knocking at my bedroom door. 

"Come in." I called out. Liam walked into my room. 

"I'm glad you're OK now. How're you?" He asked. 

"I'm alright, just tired and in pain." I grumbled. As if on cue Jenny came upstairs with a glass of water and the painkillers. She passed me the glass of water and I sat up. I swallowed the pills and set the glass down on my bedside table. Jenny left the room again. 

"Have you heard about Louis?" Liam asked and I nodded. "I'm sorry. It must be horrible for you." 

"Yeah, it is. It kinda kills that my boyfriend of two weeks doesn't even remember me." I sighed. 

"Well, I have a plan. 'Cause your my sister you can come with me. I know Jenny won't approve of this and Louis' parents allow friends and 'cause your my sister you can come. So I'm gonna pretend I'm taking you out for a meal or something and take you to the hospital." Liam whispered in my ear in case Jenny was eavesdropping. 

"Great." I replied and climbed out of bed. I pulled on my shoes and ran a brush through my hair. I then followed him to his car. "Going out with Liam! He's taking me to McDonalds!" I called to Jenny before I left.

"Okay! Be back before ten!" Jenny called back. Wow. She bought it.

I climbed into Liam's car when we had reached the bottom of the driveway. 

"Thanks again. You're a great bro." I thanked him. He smiled. 

"No problem. Anything for my sister." He replied. 

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