The Twin He Wanted

The Twin He Wanted

Raylorandrew

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May and Josphine were twins with the one being loved and other being rejected . The one being Healthy and other being Sick. She sacrificed her body for her twin well being and when she realised that it was enough she escaped to find her own world where he was patiently waiting for her to enter his world and to shower her with everything she deserves.

The Twin He Wanted Chapter 1 1

May. POV.

I woke up ina groggy state. The left side of my stomach was hurting as the anesthesia wore off due to me donating my kidney to my elder twin sister .

Truthfully I was exhausted mentally or physically as I think that I don't deserve all this. The emotional detachment from my parents and me sacrificing my dreams and achievements for my sick elder sister just because they think that she deserves this.

I have three elder brothers Jason the eldest, Jack the second eldest and Joseph the third eldest and my parents only wanted one daughter but when they got to know about my existence they tried to erase my existence but on the way they met with an accident due to which I was born. But I was born healthy and my elder sister with chronic illness.

My sister name is Jospine.

My mom has black hair and brown eyes and my dad has blonde hair and blue eyes.

All the brothers have black hair and blue eyes.

My sister has blonde hair and black eyes .

My and my sister have same features except for me having blonde hair and blue eyes. My siblings are the perfect mixture of my parents and I guess I am the odd one out.

I was always unloved because I felt that way . As my parents always made out time for my brothers and sister but for me they were always absent. My brothers cold treatment towards me was enough for me to never be close to them.

After the birth I became a living Organ donor. I have to donate blood, bond marrow,liver,etc whatever possible to make my sister healthy.

And infact I would love to do this but their ruthless behaviour towards my feelings and their apathy made my heart cold. They all acted as if I owed my sister .

To the donating it was fine but all my achievements which I got during major international competitions were all named in my sister. My family presented my achievements as my sister's and in the world's eyes I became a worthless child whose sick sister is the genius and she an ingrate.

And today is the last time I am donating as after donating my Kidney everything is all right as my sister will get better soon as this is the last thing I could give her.

And the last time I would stay with my family. I guess after going through so much emotional detachment I feel nothing and I know that if I don't leave I can do the unthinkable which I don't want. Now I want to do something for myself.

I have been in this ward for two days but none of my family members have visited me and I know that they are busy paying attention to my sister. Except for the nurses and doctors I have seen no one. Not even my grandparents who people say that they are kind.

To be exact sometimes I wonder that how would my parents have treated me if I was the sick twin but I guess it would be the same opinion as they never wanted me in the first place.

I took my phone from the bedside table called the company who offered me a work contract based on my qualifications.

My sister and me did the graduation is design for jwellery and ornaments but I have two degrees one for fashion designing also. And my sister took the credits of my ornamental tournaments.

My family is unaware of my fashion designing which I am glad as they would have not allowed me the unwanted twin to shine. I have won some tournaments in fashion designing under a pseudoname otherwise my parents would have found out and with those designs only I got the job offer from the famous company 'ORNA' in the city K.

I have not told my family about this because I am a guarantee for my sister's well being nad I think I have done enough. I can't live like this forever. Now I have to live and grow for myself.

I took my clothes and went to washroom took a shower careful of my sitches on the side of my stomach. Changed into a black hoodie and loose grey pants and blue sports shoes . Then I entered the ward and took my wallet and checked my documents inside and left the hospital after checking myself out. I took the taxi home and when I entered the house after putting the password which consisted my the birth time of my sister. The whole house my quiet as my frustration.

I might be overreacting but the pictures on the wall depicts it all as it has no space for me. It all contains the beautiful pictures of the family of five people and I don't think I am welcome here. Most of the times during these pictures times I was busy taking part in the competitions on the behalf of my sister in the persuasion of my family. I wanted to take part in my own name but the emotional blackmail and silent treatment was too much for my younger self but now I don't think I need any of their affection.

As when I needed it the most they choose to disregard my wishes and feelings and now I don't want any emotional entanglements with them.

I went to my room which is as bare as my emotional life. I took all the necessary documents making sure leaving nothing behind for them to track me back.

My family members don't even have my phone number which is absurd but this is what it is.

My family might have given me monetary satisfaction but this isn't what I needed and now I can earn it myself so I am leaving. I think I have paid up enough for this family which was never mine.

If they would have hugged me even once I would have happily even given away my heart for my sister but I think we can't fake emotions.

So I am breaking the minimal bond we have left and I will never look back.

The world is a beautiful place and I think there will be place for me to love happy for once because this family is making me question my own sanity .

I left the room not before leaving a note of them I informing me leaving the house as I am old enough to live on my own incase they file a complaint about my disappearance.

I left the house which gave my emotional setback for the last twenty three years of my life.

As I entered the flight which will take me to my new destination and new life . For the first time I don't feel stuck a d anxious because this is my own decision and the decision which I hope will give my the satisfaction I want.

I hope life will not let me down and will let me live the way I want. I took the medications required after surgery and took a nap hoping the life will be best.

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