I stared at my hands

What have i done...

I thought as i stared at the girl, unconscious on the lounge room floor. Terror and fear washed over me, somehow i had just knocked my twin sister Grace out cold. My older sister Leah was knelt beside her. 

"Felicia, what did you do?!" Leah screamed

"I.. i don't know!" I started sobbing into my hands. 

"Get mum." Leah ordered, brushing a strand of brown hair out of Grace's face. 

"No need." I said as mum entered the room with a basket full of washing. Mum took one look at the situation. "Grace.." she breathed as she put the washing basket down and fell to her knees beside Leah. She felt Grace's forehead, "What happened" she asked

"You should ask Felicia." Leah said, glaring at me. Grace was always her favourite twin, they just had more in common and got along better with each other. While they would stay home putting together 1000 piece puzzles, i'd rather go out and get my hair or nails done - something you actually get a real outcome out of.

"Grace can you talk? Can you hear me? Can you move?" Mum said calmly

Grace stirred but did not say a word.

"Felicia, take the washing outside and hang it up on the line!" Mum ordered, clearly annoyed, she never uses my full name unless she angry or annoyed with me. And to be honest, i don't blame her.

"Yes mother" i replied picking up the washing basket and walking outside into the backyard, it was best not to argue as there was no way in hell i would win. Once outside the voices of Mum and Leah could be heard from the window.

"What happened exactly?" I heard Mum ask Leah

"The girls were playing Truth or Dare.."

Indeed we were, however when someone asks a super private question and i answer and they take it upon themselves to tease me about it and threaten to tell it, i get annoyed.

"But then i turned my back and the light bulb broke and Grace screamed. At first i thought she screamed because the light went out but when i turned around i saw Grace unconscious on the floor and Felicia standing above her."

"Grace will be fine, give her about an hour" I heard Mum say

"O-" i pulled my head away from the window and started to put the washing on the line i grabbed my yellow cropped shirt and pegged it up when i heard a scream from inside and thundering footsteps, i ran inside not thinking about what i was doing and saw two men with guns, they wore completely black and their faces were covered by a balaclava. Grace was hiding in the corner and Leah had grabbed Grace's guitar and held it up in defence. "Why are you here?" my mum growled "Unfinished business, Rivière" The taller of the two men said. The other raised his gun at my mother's chest. "It didn't have to be this way Rivière.."  

A gun shot sounded throughout the room and Leah's blood curdling scream followed. Leah rushed to Mum, The men ran, back to the front door. Not today i thought and raced after them, my sneakers pounded across the tiles, i felt angry and my blood ran hot throughout my body, the men were metres away from the door and escaping, my feet pounded faster i was close to them, so close i could smell their cologne. "She's bleeding Grace! Get a towel!" i heard Leah scream from the lounge room. I felt such hatred and anger towards these men, my blood burned in my body, so much i thought someone had poured boiling water in my veins. A flash went off and the man in front of me yelped, and grabbed his back, that's when i noticed he had a burn mark in his jacket. I reached for his arm but only grabbed his sleeve. He yelled and shrugged his jacket off, my hand gripped the cold leather jacket, i kept racing after him, he had gained some ground when he shrugged his jacket off. The other man had already reached the door frame of the front door and was reaching in his pocket. The shorted man i had taken the jacket of, was steps away from the door. No i thought and sped up, my lungs started to burn and my blood was so hot everything was becoming numb, I'm not very fit as you can see. The man ran through the doorway and out the front door, past his partner. The taller man pulled the item out of his pocket and aimed it at me, Great. A taser gun. i sighed, defeated and braced myself for the excruciating pain. And it came. 

I opened my eyes, my blood was cooling down and my head hurt. The men who shot Mum! I shot up and looked around. Gone. I yelled in anger and my fist hit the wall leaving a hole and burn marks. Get a grip Felicia! I stood up and walked back down the hallway to the lounge room. 

"Mum!" I breathed as i knelt down beside her chest a bullet hole in her left shoulder.

"Help is on the way." I heard a soft voice say. "Grace!" i exclaimed embracing her in hug. "I'm so sorry." "It's okay" She said feeling mum's forehead. 

Leah was talking to the ambulance people while Grace and i sat with mum. 

"Mum i have so many questions, who were those men? What did they want?"

"And you'll get answers, just give it time" Mum said wheezing and her breathing breaking up

"But you must know that there are mysteries in this house even i haven't found yet, its your girls' jobs to find more while i'm gone." Mum said coughing with every breath.

"What sort of mysteries?" Grace asked, her green eyes shone. Everyone we know always said that she looked more like Dad, while i took a few features from both my Mum and Dad. Such as my blonde hair, that was currently dyed a blorange, an orangy - blonde hair colour, My Mum had blonde hair and my dad had brown hair, as does Grace. Mum has brown eyes in which i inherited and Dad had blue in which Grace inherited. There are a few things that we both inherited, Dad's great teeth, his straight hair, long limbs.

"Secrets. Hidden messages." Mum said still wheezing

"But.." Grace started but got cut off by Mum

"I just want you to know, my favourite colour is purple, love you both." And those were Mums last words, her eyes closed and she was breathing lightly, her chest heaving ever so slightly. 

10 long and drawn out minutes later the ambulance arrived and the medics hoisted Mum onto a stretcher and took her away to the hospital while Grace, Leah and i stood there. Now we were confused as ever, who were those men? How did they know mum? Where are they now? Why did they call Mum, Rivière? What secrets are hidden? Why has Mum been looking for them? These thoughts swam around my head for hours as lay awake in bed staring at the white ceiling. These questions had answers. And i was going to get them.