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The Loving Sibblings (Alexander May & Malomyotismon)

Katy nodded and she put a blue t-shirt, a red blouse, jeans and blue converse. She put her glasses back on and grabbed her plushie as she walked outside and to the car. She sat in the back seat along with Leila.
 
When he went out to the car and slid in the driver's seat, he tossed something in the back, Leila's notebook falling into her lap as he started the car. "No arguing. Not on this trip. It's to important." He backed out of their driveway then, starting to leave.
 
Katy never argued, so she remained oblivious to the rule as she played with her plushie.

Leila looked at her notebook and smiled. She started to write some notes and she sighed. "I wanted my phone..." she said, smiling at her notebook and putting it in her pocket, along with a pencil.
 
Leila frowned, she would steal it back. She would climb on his window or ask her sister to retrieve it, after all, the poor idiot was too submissive to say no.
As they got to the graveyard, Leila sighed and Katy shivered, really scared. "Brothy, why are we here?"
 
He looked back at Leila and Katy as he answered. "There's someone in here you need to see...and that Leila needs to talk to." Their mother had always treated them kindly and had never punished them, but she'd have been heart broken if she knew one of her daughters was a slut.
 
Leila had always been nice around her mom, loving her and being a normal girl. When she left something cracked in her mind as she believed she was a cheap slut who left them, so she had to fill her space as a slut.
Katy nodded. "Who?" she asked. "Mom..." Leila answered.
 
He took one of Katy's hands, and one of Leila's as he led them into the graveyard. Their mother's grave stone was made of smooth marble, flawless and beautiful. It was indeed there mother to, the words gently carved into the stone. "This...is our mother's grave."
Melanie S. May
1973 - 2009
They mean everything to me....and they are perfect...​
 
Katy's jaw trembled as she started to cry, hugging Alex and her kitty plushie.
Leila dropped a few tears down her face and fell to her knees in front of her tomb. "Mom...mommy...No..." she cried. She looked at herself, and cried again. "Mommy! What have i done!?"
 
He kissed Katy's forehead before he leaned down and held Leila tight against him to. He'd shed his tears over the years, and while he was still sad he had no more to shed at that moment. He had to focus on the twins, on protecting them like his mother had wanted.
 
He kissed her gently, on the lips before he pulled out a napkin and cleaned her face up. He brushed Katy's hair back then, wiping her tears away as well. "And she loves us all just as much."
 
"I understand..." she said, stepping out of the car with her sister in her arms, along with her plushie and her glasses. She then waited at the door, her sister being really light.
 
Katy woke up and stood up. She hugged her plushie and put her glasses back on, then kissed her sister's cheek as she sat by the table, patiently waiting.
Leila sighed and sat next to her, resting her head on the wooden table. Katy smiled and brushed her sister's hair.
 
Within minutes he had it ready and prepared, serving it to them as he looked over at them, Katy's face covered in dried tears, Leila's with ruined mascara and rogue.
 
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