I have this nagging feeling in the back of my head that tells me to just get up and leave, but then I get this other one that tells me to stay and be more reasonable about going out to this party tonight. It just feel like it'll be a big mistake and I'll regret going. It doesn't feel right to go tonight and trust me when I tell you I never felt like this whenever I decide to go to a party, like ever before. I just feel like something is going to happen something big and I'm not gonna like it. I should have listened to what my gut was telling me.

While I'm thinking about what to do just sitting on my bed waiting for my twin Roxy. Her name is actually Roxaline (pronounced Rosaline) but I've always called her that so it just kinda stuck. We are planning on sneaking out of this god for sacken house we live in surrounded by this really creepy forest we live in.

Don't go getting me wrong I really do love nature and the smell of it too, it's just I don't know how to explain it it just feels like there's some kind of existence or thing out there in this forest something more. It makes me want to run out there and figure it out some what like a rope tugging on this being pulling it closer and I'm that being, that existence, substance, individual whatever you want to call it. More like a thirst or thrive for it as if I just got home from a run after 2 days without food or water and it's all I want nothing more nothing less.

We just moved into to this small town like a week ago and it already feels weird but a good weird and bad if you feel me. It just feel like something big is going to happen something I need to know like a calling if that makes any type of sense, but a calling to protect which is honestly weird. I just hope this gut wrenching feeling is wrong and I'm just thinking too much, sigh.

This small town is pretty peaceful believe it or not, I just don't know why we moved in the first place. We were all doing fine it's not like one of our parents got a job offering or anything like that we just got up and we're told we were moving. Roxy's and my birthday is 3 months from now, and we will be turning 16 then and I honestly can't wait. But I know we are going to have to make some new friends here in this town which is easy for me but it's just Roxy that has a hard time, I still love her and nothing can tear us apart but I worry sometimes. Even though she knows how to party that's for sure but she's just shy around people she doesn't know that's all.

"Hey Tessa are you ready to go" (my real name is Tessandra but Tess or Tessa for short) says my oh so lovely sister snapping me out of my little train of thoughts with the biggest smile that I love so much. But then she stops when she sees me fiddling with my fingers with a small frown on my face and sits next to me with a concerned look on her face. I really wish she didn't do that I mean I never do I don't like seeing her sad or mad or anything other than happy because when she's happy I'm happy she's my whole world. "What's wrong your usually not like this, come on you can't tell me you're scared to meet new people, really you of all people?" She says with her grin that can light a room up and make me laugh no matter how down I feel. So I just let it go and push it aside and lie and just tell her it's nothing and how I just got bored waiting for her, all the while giving her a small smile and nudging her.

We both start laughing and then I realize what she's wearing, a plain pink crop top long sleeve sweater with a velvety pink skirt that goes down to her knees with a slit that goes up her left leg to her mid thigh and a little black belt to top that off. She has on her ring and necklace with her matching earrings to make a complete set, that might I add I got her for our last birthday, with a black long strapped bag on her side while looking all dolled up. Really cute if you ask me. With her beige knitted heels on and of course her other ring that's is exactly like mine that we both got for our 14th birthday and we're told to never take them off no matter what I honestly didn't care or think anything of it I don't think she did either. Never the less we never took them off.

Oh how we should have for so many different reasons we just didn't know at the time.

Before we leave I ask her if I look good and she gives me the thumbs up, so I look one last time in the mirror and see a 5'4 slender but plump looking girl with dark brown hair going into an ombré of light golden brown hair (all natural honey) and a slender face. She was wearing fishnets with knee high black boots and a big baggy T-Shirt that went down to her mid thighs and really low down her chest with a piece going up to wrap around her neck. But she had on a black bra-let with lace going down covering but not quite her tattoo that was placed just under her ******. She had on a diamond out thick chocker and bracelets well as a diamond body fitting jewelry piece that goes around her neck to her ****** and wraps around her waist perfectly. As well as the ring she got for her 14th birthday that was the same ring as her sisters, but instead of titanium hers was a beautiful rose gold color. And to top the whole outfit off she had a Michael Kors Sloan black wool small shoulder bag with chain straps.

"Hey Tessa you done lookin? Cause if you are let's goooooo", Roxy states as she pops her head in making her light brown creamy turning into a starlight sunshine golden at the end ombré hair dangle to the side of her head while she had on her cute little pouty face. "Yeah let's go have some fun".

As we make our way to the bonfire party I still can't help but feel something is going to happen. My stomach clenches at the thought and I know I'm not gonna like it, not one bit.

As we both pull up I get off of my black with a sliver of red Ducati 848 EVO and do that hot girl hair flip. All the while Roxy gets out of her red 2018 GT with two white strips going straight down the middle. I go walk over to her and ask if she's ready to go and she gives a small nod, cause you know she's a shy bitch. So we both start making our way over to the bone fire and she's still walking behind me like a little lost puppy, I can't complain cause it's really cute.

But anywhore, as we walk up a few people introduce themselves so I tell Roxy ima go get a drink and for her to wait there for me, so she does of course. I walk over to the mini bar and ask the guy for five shots; two silver bullets, two blue kamikaze's and one freak shot to start the night off. I down them and ask for two majitos and a screwdrivers so I can take them over to wherever the **** Roxy is. As you can tell I'm the one that drinks more but I can't lie when I say this Roxy sure does know how to party that's for sure.

As I'm searching the crowd for this bitch I almost scream for joy when I find her. I let my eyes linger a little longer in Roxy's direction. I can't help but smile and stay by the bar for a little longer as I see her smiling and laughing with a guy, who not gonna lie was pretty cute but not to die for just cute but what can I say that's more of her style.

He had light brown hair that's looked like it would be really soft and amazing to run my fingers through continuously, with bright hazel eyes. He wasn't all that buff so I highly doubt he could quench my desires. In short I wasn't very impressed. But he wasn't all that skinny either, meaning he wasn't one of those scrawny buffoons that always think they are some kind of tuff guy when we all know they aren't. He looked to be about 5'6 and had on some black slightly baggy jeans with a black T-Shirt and a deep dark like sage green bomber jacket. To top the look of he had on a red plaid shirt wrapped around his waist.

As the bartender got done making the drinks I grab them and say a small thanks before heading on my way over towards my destination. Before I make my way there I stop for a second to notice another guy coming towards them he was really cute but still not to die for but a little more my type. He had black hair that looked to be rough and bristly, he was kinda hot not gonna lie, he had a sharp jawline but not yet quite defined then he had these beautiful baby blue eyes. My eyes travel a little further down to see he had more muscles than the other dude did but not a whole lot but he sure had them. He was wearing a dark grey T-Shirt with some light washed denim jeans on and a beer bottle in his left hand ready to take a swing. He looked to be about 5'6. He looked over to me to catch my eyes on him and he gave a little smirk and I internally scream-cringed if that makes any sense.

So I started to walk back over to where they were and handed Roxy her majito and just kept the other one and the two screwdrivers to myself. But of course me being me I asked "so Roxy who's your new friends you got over here" as I give a little wink her way, trying not to stare or look at the dude whose name I don't know yet but will figure out soon enough.

"Oh this is Logan" she says pointing to the dude with the light brown hair and hazel eyes, in response I give a little hmm. "And this is Tyler" she say pointing to the other dude with the black hair and sexy baby blue eyes. "Well hello Logan and Tyler " I say while giving them a small nod while sitting down in the chair under the canopy tent while placing my drinks dow on the small table in front of me. "My names Tessandra but you can just call me Tessa most call me Tessa and I'm pretty sure you already know who Roxy is" I say as I jester towards Roxy.

"Hello Tessa it is such an honor to meet you, if you don't mind me asking why did you two move here I mean the whole towns talking about the two new girls who moved in" I think his name was Tyler asked. "Hmmm.. well to start off.." I say slowly to make it sound very suspense worthy, "I don't know if it's all that honorable to meet me knowing as we hardly just met and I don't really know too much on why we moved here either we just moved I guess I would say" I tell him with a very obvious smirk on my face and mischief written all over my face.

"Oh so we like getting smart now huh" I think his name was Logan says. We all got quiet and just look at him for a while to see his face just start to drop slowly and then we all just start bursting out laughing at him, and he just playfully glares at us. Oh that was good should've seen his face.

We just sit there for a few hours later and three mad dog's two Irish flag's two woo woo's two cranberry cookie's shots and one Cuba liner, one green mile, two blue lagoons and a cosmopolitan later, for me at least, and I'm waisted so I have Tyler send me home and just tell them to send Roxy home when she feels like coming back that is.

Once I reach home I just sit in his car (I'm in his car because I can't drive my bike so they will have someone take it to me by tonight). I'm about to get out until I feel something more like someone tug at my hand and I look towards the direction to see Tyler staring at me with a look full of lust and mischief.

So I say why the hell not let's have some fun.

I slowly creep my way closer to him and kiss him softly but that doesn't last long. The once soft kiss starts to turn into a sloppy kiss full of need and desire. I make my way over to his side of the car and start straddling him in between my legs all the while not parting the kiss. At this point it's got so heated I start unconsciously rubbing up against his member to feel it getting harder by the second, like damn this boy is one thirsty motherfucker. As I'm rubbing up against him he starts grabbing my hips pulling me closer towards him and snaking his hands down towards my *** to only grasp it with a little smack. I let out a little gasp only for him to shove his tough deeper down my through which deepens the kiss and letting a small moan escape my parted lips.

I look back to him trough my eyelashes and see I've got him all rolled up so I decide I've done my job. I get up off him and start making my way to the door before this gets anymore heated than it needs to be.

I open the door and say my goodbyes and tell him not to be a stranger and head toward my house. I turn to give one last glance and lick my lips with a little nibble to tease him some more. I open the front door quietly to not make too much noise to wake my parents. I start tiptoeing to my room and once my head hits my pillow I pass out and go into a dreamless sleep. But before I let sleep engulf me, my last thought was 'I hope Roxy gets home soon'. At this I let sleep consume me.

I woke up with a big migraine from all the drinking last night but hey who's there to stop you when it's an all teens party. I tried to listen intensively to see if there's anything or anyone up but I was greeted to the sound of...well nothing, which really wasn't normal I usually wake up to my sister barging in my room to wake me up for well anything. But today was different I mean I really didn't take too much to dwell on it, I thought maybe she just got up early to go somewhere. Then I realized we are new here there's nothing or nobody she really knows here to go with without me that is. Not trying to sound like a bitch but it's true whenever we meet new people and hang out she always sticks next to me and I never complain because I love her company. Like I said she can make anyone smile and laugh with her even if they aren't feeling up to it but that's just who she is and I love that about her.

So I started thinking maybe she's not up yet so me being the lovely person I am decided to get out from under the devilishly magnificent warmth I call my blanket and casually tiptoe over to her doorstep. (Yeah cause tiptoeing is so casual huh). Once I reach the door I slowly turn the knob to make sure not to wake her up , I peek my head in with of course you guessed it a bucket of ice water. I slowly crept towards her bed and splash the water all over her, or so I think I do. But when I don't see her move or scream I yank the soaking sheets and comforter away from what once looked to be a body turns into a set of blankets and some pillows.

Then that brings me to the conclusion that 'what if she never made it back home' I started freaking out. I mean honestly where could she be. I shouldn't have left her all alone she was always the type to get scared easily. This is all my fault, so I slowly start crying for a good half hour or so, but then I realize our parents didn't know were we went last night.

They don't know where we went OH MY GOD!

How am I gonna tell them!

This is gonna break them!

What am I gonna do, what if they end up blaming me, I don't know what to do. How will they react?!

What if she's never to be seen again? How will I live with myself if that ever does happen? Will she hate me I once we find her and blame everything on me? GOD THIS IS ALL MY FAULT!!! What is I never do find her how will my parents view me afterwards how will I view myself afterwards?!

I just started freaking out at this point but I already know what I have to do but how? That's the question, how am I gonna tell them that it's all my fault that we left and now my lovely sister is missing?! Oh no no no no no no no no no no no no!!! What am I gonna do! I start yelling at myself in my head at this point I'm literally pulling at my hair and bitting my nails which I never do I mean I love my nails.

I'm finally brought out of my train of thought when I hear something coming from the kitchen, so I of course run down stairs thinking it's gonna be my sister making something to eat. I'm running down 2 flights of stairs at this point to get to the kitchen with the biggest smile filled of hope and happiness. In case you didn't know yes my family is rich, as my dad being the CEO of one of the biggest and most well known technological companies (if that is even a word I mean I don't really care) called VFC(Valencia founder company), and my mother being one of the worlds most famous fashion designers and interior/exterior designers as well as owning her own wedding venue shop and planners. So yeah if that doesn't tell you much my families income is a lot when you think about it.

I'm brought out of thought when the kitchen door comes into view, and I stop dead in my tracks when I only see my mom at the stove making breakfast. Did I not tell you that me and my sister eat like a shit ton, no well I am now. She was wearing her work clothes and an apron over it to make sure the clothes underneath don't get dirty. There was already a stack of pancakes, waffles, bacon, eggs, sausages, and a pitcher of freshly made orange juice and strawberry mint water. She was cleaning up at this point, then I look at my dad sitting at the table with a dark French roast coffee cupped in his right hand with the rim right next to his lips ready to take a sip. He had some of his paperwork out on the table to go over real quick before he heads off to work.

Oh right did I tell you that me and Roxy were adopted when we were baby's, apparently our parents couldn't have children of their own and a lady ran up to them with a round very pregnant belly about to pop. Like seriously. They took this lady in because she needed help from what we don't know maybe my parents do but before giving birth she apparently took out these two rings we both got on our 14th birthday. Supposedly she wanted them to give us the rings on our 14th birthday and some other things like how she loved us and all.

I mean I really can't be mad at her for leaving us it wasn't her fault she died while giving birth to us, sometimes i just wish I knew her though. But it really didn't matter at this point because even though she gave birth to us and gave us life and all, my parents will always be Daren Gus Valencia and Analia Brea Valencia. Before our biological mother, whose name I can't remember I was told so long ago, died she asked if they can adopt us and they asked if she was sure and she said yes and they said that they were so happy that they can finally have kids. So they said yes of course and she later died that day due to complications during the birth and that's how we are here now.

Our parents offered to help us find our biological(bio) family But we declined of course because I'd she was running from them then why would we want to go back to them, that kinda seems stupid and like a waist of her efforts plus we already had a great family and parents at that. All I can say is they looked so relieved to hear that that they couldn't even hide it from their huge smiles plastered on their faces. Back to the moral of the topic.

"Where's you sister sweetheart, is she still asleep at this time?" My mom says all while turning her head to look up at the clock on the wall above the China cabinets and a voice filled with curiosity. "I hope you two had fun and made some new friends at that party you went to yesterday." At this my head snaps so fast to her that it really honestly and truly hurt so bad that my eyes started watering because I got the worse case of whiplash, that bitch hurt. "What?!" I almost practically yell, "How do you know about that? I didn't think you guys noticed we left..." I quickly slap my hands over my mouth trying not to be stupid and say anymore at this point.

I let out a long exasperated sigh when I realized they just kept staring at me like I was crazy or something with a hint of concern cause yeah it's not normal for her to not be up before me.

"Wellllll...Ihaven'tseenheryettodayshewasntinherroomlikeusualwheniwentintoopenthedoor" I can't believe I said that all in one long singular breath. "What pumpkin we couldn't hear anything you just said" my dad says as he places his paperwork down with an eyebrow raised with curiosity and amusement, to get a better understanding of what I'm saying. At this point I can't help but feel really fidgety and nervous.

I take in a deep breath and try to calm my nerves down to some extent, 'you can do it all you have to do is just say it you got this, right' I try to talk myself into this before I totally freak out again. 'Deep *inhale* breaths *exhale*...' I walk over to the chair a take a seat across from my dad to explain what I know so far. I take one more deep breath and look back up to my father and mother and look back down really quick and I think this has got their full attention and if not then the fact that I've been quiet for far too long has. I mean usually I'm a really talkative and outgoing type of person.

"Yes me and Roxy went to the party to make new friends but I came home first because I started to get tired and Roxy seemed to be having a lot of fun so I told her to come home when she's ready..." I take this chance to look up to them and see that I have their full attention so I look back down at my hands as if they were oh so very interesting, but they really weren't I was so nervous at this point I bet they can hear my heart beating out of my chest from a mile away.

"Once I woke up this morning nobody was there to wake me up hence why I'm the only one to come to the kitchen" I look back at them then again my hands that are now on the verge of bleeding from being picked and bit at so much. "I went to wake Roxy up this time thinking cold ice water would do so I splash it on her bed, but their was no movement so I moved her blanket and whatnot to only find her pillows and other blankets together."

I started tearing up at this point but held them back to try to act tough I didn't want to look like I lost hope or something. I don't know what of yet that's the problem though there was probably most likely nothing to be worried about but deep down I knew their was and it hurt like a bitch to think of it and all the possibilities.

I look back at them but this time my eyes stayed planted on theirs only to see confusion and what I think is concern for what I don't really know probably the fact that Roxy is missing. Let's just make this quick "I don't think she ever made it home" I chocked out, at this point tears start falling down my cheeks and I let out some sobs they weren't cute let me tell you that. I couldn't help but wipe them away with my long sleeves even though it didn't do them much justise.

"It's all my f-fault if only I we-went with my gut fee-feeling then thi-this wouldn't have happened" I couldn't stop the tears no matter what I do at this point they just kept falling and falling like a river trying to escape a dam. No scratch that the fucking dam already brick. At this point I'm just crying and saying I'm so sorry. I feel a set of arms wrap around me and pull me into their chest telling me it's ok and it's not my fault but I know it is if only I told her we shouldn't go tonight. Then another set of arms come crashing in and I look up to my mother with tears in her eyes telling me we'll find her but I already had a feeling it won't be good if we do. So I just started crying even harder.

I know mom loved us both so much but deep down I know she loved or liked her more, because she was the girly-girl mom wanted so she was Mamas girl while I was more of a daddy's girl. I was the more head strong and tomboy one of the two of us. So I really didn't mind that she got moms love because all the while I got dads. So I know mom was taking a huge blow to this. I just wrapped my arms around them making sure they were tight but not too tight to suffocate them. I held them close hoping they won't ever leave me so they didn't, they stayed home from work and called the police to make a report.

Later that day the police show up to our house and I give them my statement and walk back to my room and close it softly and walk back into my bed and wrap myself back up and start crying myself to sleep wishing it was me that went missing instead hoping that she's alright and nothing happens to her. The last thing I think of is all the sweet memories we shared before she went missing and how I miss her.

I don't really know when I fell asleep but I did in the middle of all my crying and I didn't really care I just wanted my sister back. I missed her, I missed having her joke with me. I missed having her laugh with me. I missed all the bickering and fights we had. I missed how she would always have this spark in her eyes whenever she was really focused on something and wanted to get it done no matter what. I missed how she would always yell at me for all the stupid yet small things I would do, and whenever I got into trouble she would try to get in trouble to, to go through what I was going through or to just be with me. But most of all I missed her. I missed her like she was that breathing tube to keep a patron alive while in their coma and I was in that coma and she was the breathing tube. I miss her. I only remember whispering a "I miss you" before I knew it I was out cold.