Authors note:-
Hello again, well I have to be honest. I was a bit upset by the response to my last chapter and was feeling down.
However, I have decided to try and show you where I was going. Some might like it, some won't.
As always, please comment or give feedback, I DO listen. Even if I do also exercise my right as an author to bend what you ask for.
Thanks as always.
Flick.
The Twins Cpt 7
Jack held his sisters hand as she sat opposite him, she sobbed quietly and refused to look at him for a long time.
Patiently he waited, knowing her and letting her cry it out. She would explain eventually and while his mind was reeling around in worry, he still let her take what time she needed.
Slowly and with painstaking patience he got the whole sequence of events from her.
When she finished telling him what had happened she finally looked into his eyes, searching for love, support and even forgiveness.
She saw anger, rage and something that made her blood run cold... accusation.
Unlike most couples, she could actually feel a little of what he was, just as he could with her.
Rachel was in no state to wait for him to fully understand or even to try and make him. The look on his face was like a knife in her heart.
The one person she could trust and loved above all others had let her down so badly she didn't think she could ever recover.
"Get OUT, Get OUT NOW." She hissed through clenched teeth as she turned her back on him, unable to look at him for a second longer.
Jack stood up and made to reach for her.
"Don't..... please, just don't." she sobbed. She had no need to look at him, she had 'felt' him reaching for her.
Jack looked at the floor, he knew he shouldn't feel the way he did, that it was his sister that had been wronged. Yet in his anger, all he could see was some blank faced man doing to her what was only meant to be him.
He wanted to find and hurt whoever it was, yet she couldn't tell him that, denied any way of releasing and focusing his rage, he had turned it upon her.
He blinked his eyes, he had always felt like the one that needed her, now she needed him and he just didn't know what to do, not realising all she had needed was him to say he loved her and nothing more.
Silent and unconditional support was what she needed, he didn't know that, not even with his close connection to her.
He stood there for a while, rage still burned in him, but also shame for not being what she required. For letting her down, for being stupid and dense.
"Rach...?" the heat of her rage ran through him and he stopped what he had been about to say.
He turned and walked out the door, closing it quietly behind him, with head down and emotions high he left her.
******
Rachel sat alone for a long time, the corridors grew silent as the other students found their beds and blissful sleep.
She stood up and showered slowly and automatically, not really thinking. Done with cleaning herself she left her hair wet and rummaged through the back of her closet and found her favourite bear, Winnie the Pooh.
Jack had bought him for her when they were twelve, he had used all his pocket money, carefully saved for the whole year, just to get her the birthday present he knew she wanted the most.
Holding the stuffed bear to her chest, she crawled into her small bed and curled up into a tight ball with Winnie in her arms.
She dozed in and out, not really sleeping.
Her alarm went off, Katy Perry's voice filled the room with her number one selling 'Roar'.
Rachel listened to the words as she remained in her tight ball. She let out a final sob and hiccupped.
It wasn't the song or anything trite like that that inspired her or 'lifted her up'. It was herself. Alone and feeling betrayed by the world she opened her eyes and stared at her wall.
She was a strong willed young woman, she had overcome quite a lot already and in her darkest hour she found herself and willed herself to get up.
Tired to the point of exhaustion, she still got out of bed and dressed for class. She placed her bear on her pillow, no longer caring if anyone saw it, they could think what they liked.
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In Crissy's class she pushed herself to the limit, even bitching at a few of the others that didn't keep up.
Crissy had as good as told her that what had happened was her own fault. She had to do better than everyone else and prove she wasn't some stupid wash out.
"AND AGAIN." Shouted Crissy as she watched her class, noticing Rachel's new attitude with approval. She didn't care that Rachel was being a bit of a bitch to the rest of the class.
As far as she was concerned it was a good thing. Crissy had seen too many talented young men and women fold under pressure, never being hard enough to push the envelope or step over their less talented competition.
She nodded in approval as Rachel deliberately side stepped into Sally, Sally was out of place and deserved it. She even smiled a little as Rachel pointedly refused to apologise and instead told Sally to 'GET IT RIGHT.'
Crissy felt justified in telling the young and innocent Rachel that getting fucked was her own fault. Right here and now, she was seeing a future star being born.
Gone was the nice girl that did as everyone expected, here was the talented woman she could be, a great dancer and from what she had heard from the other teachers, a very good actress.
