THIS IS THE FIRST CHAPTER IN THIS STORY I HOPE YOU LIKE FIRST FEW CHAPTERS ARE A LITTLE SHORT BUT THEY WILL GET BIGGER.
I wake up in a hospital bed. Why am I here? What happened? Where is Elizabeth?
"Mary where is Elizabeth?" I asked Mary my foster mom.
"Rosalie honey how do you feel?" she said avoiding my question. This cant be good.
"Where is she?" I said raising my voice
"Rosalie honey please calm down." she said getting up from the chair she was in.
"Mary don't tell me to calm down now where is my sister!" I screamed and as I did this my head started to throb.
"She's not here with us any more." she said quietly.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused
"You both were in a car accident do you remember?" she said.
What was she talking about the last thing me and Elizabeth had did was go to the mall and on our way back…
"Yes" was all I was able to say
"Well honey you were on the passenger side and when the car slipped on the ice it flipped over and crashed into a tree. You only hit your head and got a miner concussion. Elizabeth on the other hand hit her head really hard on the steering wheel and then got slammed into the tree her whole left side was broken. She died instantly, I am so sorry Rosalie." as she was telling me this I was dieing inside.
"Mary please, please tell me you're making a bad joke. Please Mary this cant be true." I begged her but her expression just got more down than it already was.
"I'm sorry Rosalie but I can't, you don't know how much I wish I could tell you that this was one of my many bad jokes but I'm afraid this time I'm not joking" she said while whipping my tears away. I hadn't even noticed I had started crying."Mary what am I going to do now Elizabeth was my best friend, my sister, my twin." I said while crying into her shoulder.
Mary wasn't my real mother and I knew that, but with my sister gone what more did I have left. When our mother left my dad he became an alcoholic. He would hit Elizabeth and I ever chance he got, eventually child services found out because of our neighbors and they took us away from him and we were put into foster care. We were only 8 and we got put into the care of Mary and her husband Michael. They were the nicest people we loved them and respected them like if they were our real parents but we never called them mom and dad, I don't know why.
And now they were all I had I have no idea how I'm going to make it without Elizabeth we were almost at the end of our foster care program. In just 3 short weeks we were going to be 18. We were so excited, Michael and Mary were sad to see us leave but they still were super supportive and helped us find an apartment. But what will I do without Elizabeth? All of the plans we had were for the two of us not just for me. What am I going to do?
That's the last thing I thought before crying myself to sleep in Mary's arms.
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