Twinsequences (Twisted Twin #1)(47)
Author: Jennifer Foor

“You know the answer to that, since you planned to get me pregnant so you could steal my baby. Did you really think Stosh would let you do that?”

“I don’t give a damn what Stosh was going to do. He was just part of the plan that you messed up for me. That’s what you do, though. You mess up everything and come out smelling like roses.” I tried to stand up, but she pointed the weapon at me again. “Don’t even try it! Stay down.”

“You won’t hurt the baby. I know you won’t!” I was so afraid of her, but admitting that would only make her happy.

She was looking over at my parents and then back to me. “Take her to the car and wait for me there.”

Rafe grabbed me by my arm and started pulling me out of the room. “Wait! What about them? Ivy, please don’t hurt them. They love you.”

“Save it for someone who cares. They lost the chance to be my parents.”

I tried to pull my way out of Rafe’s hold, but it only sent me falling to the floor. He pulled my hair and got me standing back up as he pulled me down the stairs.

None of the screaming or crying was getting me any pity from my sister’s partner in crime.

We got to the bottom of the stairs when I heard one single gun shot. I screamed, loudly and collapsed to the ground. Neither of us knew what had taken place, so Rafe went running back up the stairs. While I watched him, I felt something touching my arm. I screamed again, but was stopped by someone’s hand. They picked me up and drug me out of the room. Once we were in the kitchen, the person turned me around. Stosh was standing there with his fingers over my mouth. He leaned in close to my ear. “Don’t make a sound.”

“Ivy has a gun. She just shot someone. My parents are upstairs!” I was freaking out and he knew it. He ripped the restraint and freed my hands, then brought them up to his mouth and kissed them.

“Stay here. Call the police and hide. No matter what you hear. I need you to promise me that you won’t come out.”

I shook my head. “I need to know.”

We heard someone coming down the stairs. “Promise me, Willow. Please!”

He ran away before I could say anything. I looked down with trembling hands at the phone he’d left with me. Two voices were on the lower level. I could hear Rafe’s accent and deep voice as he yelled at my sister. She was arguing back. I heard one thing clear. “Find her!”

I ducked down in the back of my parent’s pantry and made sure the door was closed. They were going to find me. I’d hid in there every single time we’d played hide and go seek. With only seconds to spare, I dialed the numbers.

I heard the operator answer and whispered the words “help me!”

When I knew she’d heard me, I whispered the address and sat the phone on the floor. The operator was still trying to talk to me when I heard the door to the pantry opening.

Ivy stood there looking at me with a wicked look on her face. “There you are!”

She reached in and grabbed my hand, pulling me out. “I’m not done with you yet.” She gritted her teeth.

“What did you do Ivy? What happened upstairs?”

“Shut your mouth or you’ll end up just like he did.”

I froze and she finally realized that my hands had been freed. She reached for me, but I backed away quickly, grabbing a bottle of wine and swinging it at her. The first time she ducked out of the way, but the second time I made a direct hit with the side of her jaw. The bottle didn’t break like I assumed it would. She grabbed her face and crouched down with overwhelming pain.

Rafe must have heard her crying. He ran into the kitchen to assess what was going on. I made a run for the front door, hoping to make it outside. Another gunshot caused me to freeze in place. I turned around slowly and saw her aiming it right at me. “Get your ass over here, right now!”

“Ivy, don’t!”

I saw him coming in out of the corner of my eye. Stosh took Ivy down, sending the gun to the floor. It spun around and landed under an antique table that my father had purchased in France. Rafe dove on top of Stosh and the two of them began to scuffle around, throwing punches. Ivy rushed for the gun, and so did I. We both knew that whoever got to it first was going to determine how all of this played out.

I reached my hand in beside hers, while we struggled to swing our free hands at each other. I managed to climb on top of her and get a couple punches in. She wrapped her legs around me and flung me onto the floor. I felt her fist hitting below my eye. The pain was immediate, but I kept fighting back. My life was at stake.

I knew I had seconds to make a decision. With no regard for my safety, I stopped blocking her and reached for the gun. It was at that very moment that she kneed me right in the stomach. It took my breath away and forced me to clench up in a ball.

It also gave her just enough time to locate the gun and aim it right at me.

I glanced over to look for Stosh and saw him punching on Rafe.

Ivy was still on top of me and I was staring down the barrel of the gun. Slowly, she climbed off of me, never taking her aim off of me. She stood up straight and smiled. “I walked in on you attacking our parents. We fought and struggled over the gun. It went off and then you just stopped breathing.”

I heard her c**k it back and closed my eyes. “I always loved you, Ivy. I would have done anything for you.”

“It’s too late to be my friend. Nothing can save you now!”

I’m really not sure if he was already running toward me, but when I heard the gunfire, I kept my eyes shut and just waited to feel it taking my life away. Instead, I heard someone grunting and a loud crash next to me. I opened my eyes to see Stosh lying against the table. He was holding his stomach and blood was rushing out around his hand.

I ran toward him, while Ivy stood there in shock. She got down on the floor and tried to assess the damage. “Stoshua! Oh no! It wasn’t supposed to be you. No! Please, be okay.”

She let the gun fall to the floor and I picked it up. Stosh watched me, but said nothing as his eyes became heavy. “Stay with me, Stosh. Don’t go to sleep, babe.” I pointed the gun at Ivy. “Get your ass away from him! You just shot him and now you want to care? You’re done Ivy! You are so done!”

My stomach was on fire and I knew I had to get to a hospital as soon as possible. Not only did I have to worry about me and getting Stosh to a doctor, I also didn’t know if my parents were alive.

It was too much to handle for someone in my situation, but I was doing it. I was going to get us out of there.