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Have you ever imagine that one day you'll be stuck in the hell hole in the middle of nowhere with
someone you never expected will ever be stuck with you??
Sounded so complicated, uh?? Well, welcome to the club, dude. That's what happened with me right
I never ever imagine that one day I'll be stuck in somewhere that I know or even not with my own
twin brother than hardly ever talk to me. But, now I am.
I have no idea how I can be in this stupid hell hole. This place smelled bad and I almost puke. It's
like a prison! Well, worse than a prison for me. As long as I can remember, last night, I was going
home from band practice and then it's like someone used to hit me hard on the back of my head
because now it's hurting me so much. Damn that motherfucker!
“How do we get here??” Brendon, not Brendon Urie anyway, he's my beloved twin brother,
“You asked me…” I replied sarcastic and rolling my eyes. It's a thick silence
between us because you know we really hardly ever talk even if we're living in the same house for
the past 16 years.
“So, do you think, we'll ever get out from here??” He asked again. I sighed. He used to
be a quiet one always, but why he used to be so damn loud today??
“Honestly, Brendon. I'm not a magician or whatever that is. So, I don't know,” I
“It's so funny that today we talk this much,” Brendon chuckled. I looked at him weird.
“You know, mostly we're never this close,” He slurred again. Yeah, I guess he's right.
But, who cares about?? The more I get near to him, the more I get jealous. So, it's better for me to
stay away from him right??
“Are you happy?” I asked. Brendon smile. Shit! We're stuck in this hell hole and he's
smiling?? Is that something wrong in this brain?? He must be read to much those thick books.
“A little bit. It's fun to talk to you,” He answered so honestly. I sighed again.
“You know, Bren. It's not like I never wanna talk to you. It's just… I'm just…
jealous,” I admitted at last. Brendon looked at me. Shocked!
“What? You're jealous with me?” He looked really shocked now.
“Yeah! Yeah Brendon! You always got everything you want! You got mom! You are a smart-ass!
Everybody is proud of you! Everybody wanna be near you! Everybody wanna talk to you! And me? I
always left alone!” I don't really know what drive me like that. I never expected I'll go mad
like that in front of him. Really, I didn't plan to.
“Well, Bell. You just never know what I envy you more…” Brendon whispered. Now,
it's me that shocked. He envied me? What's more could go wrong?
“How… could? You're perfect,” I'm whispering, too. Brendon looked down.
“I'm not perfect. Nobody's perfect. And, I hate myself sometimes for being that so-called
perfect. It seems like I can't breathed. And, you... You seemed never thinks about a thing. So
you're so free. And I envied that. I wanna be like you that so free…” Brendon admitted
while looking down.
“What do you think about? I always think about a thing. Every little thing, you know. I always
think why people never wanna talk to me on our family reunion. I always think why they never wanna
be near me. It's driving me crazy sometimes. You just never saw it,” I told him while looking
to the ground, too.
“So, we're just envied at each other so we never talk?” Brendon asked. Now, he's already
looking at me. I sighed again and nodded.
“Yeah. I guess you're right…”
“So, what are we gonna do now? Waiting for them to kill us or running away?” Brendon
“Do you have any idea?” I asked him back. He started to think and think. Well, Mr.
Genius is working, just wait and see.
“Can you open the damn locks with pin?” Brendon asked me.
“Uh, yeah…” I remembered that Ryan ever taught me about this. It's so easy, man.
“Great. Bow your head. I'll try to grab your pin and then you try to open the locks,
okay?” Brendon asked. Well, good idea.
“So, what're we gonna do after this? They won't let us leave this easy, right?” I asked
him while he's reaching me head to grab my pin.
“Attack them,” Brendon answered so easily. Huh?
“Huh? Well, this is the real world, Brendon. Not an imaginary world. This is not even a drama
on TV!!” I hissed. Brendon chuckled again.
“You don't know me, Bell. I still have my cell-phone inside my pocket. We can call Lara to
send us something. And while that, both of us could attack them. Do you think that I'm not joining
the karate club like you do?” Brendon asked me back. Well, I don't know about that.
“Fine. What if we won't make it?” I asked him again.
“Gosh, Bell. I don't know that you're such a pessimistic!” Brendon said after he succeed
grab my pin and handed it to me.
“Well, you don't know me…” I answered easily.
“Now, trust your twin older brother that everything will be okay…” Brendon said
while grabbing both of my shoulders.
“Because older brother never wrong,” He answered that easily. “Now, just try to
open the damn locks!” Brendon commanded. Damn!
So, now I'm struggling with those goddamn locks. It's as easy as I thought.
“Cool,” Brendon commented.
“How do you know that I can do this?” I asked him before both of us got out from that
“I know you love to hanging out with Ryan. And I know that Ryan always the master of these
things,” Brendon answered. Then, both of us run together to find another path to escape.
So, what will happen next? Well, me and Brendon alive because Lara is such a genius, too. She's
already waiting out there with police. Who knows that actually Lara attached a mini chips in our
body and she's easily found us so, both of us didn't even need to fight or something.
. This is such a damn stupid story!
But, honestly, I kind of thanked to our kidnapper. At last, I can talk this much with my other half.
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