If you have not read the original story in my WordPress blog, do yourself a favour and visit my WordPress blog before reading this part of the story. This story will help you better understand on what is happening and what had happened.
The story in my WordPress blog is based on Adam views. This is based on Lily's view which will make it clearer to you.
The story based on Adam's view: click here.
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“I’m going to save my friend and that’s that!” I said. Adam looked into my eyes with fear. He lifted up my shirt to rub the temporary butterfly tattoo between my cleavage. I rolled my eyes. Adam wasn't the brightest guy on earth; anyone can point out a temporary tattoo. Adam thought it was a real one. He then kissed my good-bye. I put on my helmet and sped off. Upon disappearing from his sight, I took out my BlackBerry and called my twin sister, Lyla, whom I have not seen for almost half of my life. She had flown to Australia for her studies and since have become a successful widow. Her dead husband was the owner of one of the grape farm in Canterbury, hence the term "successful widow".
"Did you put the video tape on the.." said Lyla.
"Yes. I just called to tell you I'm on the way. Knowing Adam's curiousness, he should be here in no time." I said.
I reached the warehouse within minutes of making the phone call. I entered the warehouse, but my sister was no where to be found. Suddenly, a dark shadow cast over me. I turned around. It was my sister. After we met, we sprang into action. We set up the chair, plugged the television and video player into the socket and place the gun on top of the television.
"Great. I think you forgot something, sister." I said.
"Oh, I know what it is!" said Lyla.
Lyla ran over to her car. I chased after her. She opened the trunk of her car. I stared at her trunk.
"JIMMY CHOO'S STILETTOS?! The probability of us dying is half! I screamed.
"Honey, I have money and style. If I want to die, I will die with both of them. Jimmy Choo's stilettos represent both." said Lyla. I smiled.
Three hours had gone by. Adam was nowhere to be found.
"Maybe he won't come tonight?" Lyla asked.
"Impossible! Let's wait for daylight to break before moving on to plan B." I replied.
"Oh, and die here out of hunger without Adam. What a lovely idea!" Lyla responded back.
"Fine. I will go get us some MacDonalds. You stay here and if Adam does arrive when I'm still out, imitate me. After all, we are twins."
"Okay. And if you could, place a new tattoo. It's wearing off." Lyla said.
I looked at my cleavage, thinking if it was the sweat that made it peel off. I decided to use my sister's car and drove to the tattoo shop. I had the guy professionally remove a temporary tattoo. I bought the same temporary tattoo and decided to apply it myself later. Then, I went to MacDonalds. When it was my turn, someone tapped on my shoulder. I turned around. It was Adam.
“Listen to me! You are in grave danger!” screamed Adam.
“I know! Follow me into the car and I will tell you all about it.” I said with a voice of an angel.
When I entered the car, I reached out to the wooden bat behind my seat. When Adam entered the car, I took a huge swing and knocked him unconscious. His head fell to my vagina. I held his head up and whispered into his ear, "You and Juanita will be together soon. Juanita has already reached her destination: hell."
Juanita was my childhood friend. We have shared everything. But there was one thing that I'd like to have all by myself and that is my boyfriend. However, ever since I caught Adam lying on her boobs, I knew something had to be done. Earlier in the morning, I visited Juanita and poured acid down her throat. I then threw her into the sea. Anyway, I drove Adam back to the warehouse and tied him to the chair. I quickly applied my new tattoo. My sister and I then stood straight in front of the unconscious Adam. I held a remote behind my hand.
At 3am, Adam woke up. I pressed the first button. The video started to play. I had made a video that featured Lyla so that Adam would be tricked, thinking that Lyla was the bad person. After the video had finished, Adam took the gun. He gave a final glance. He did not know who was who and the only thing that can help him is luck and a miracle. Like I've promised in the video, if he killed me, he can run. If he killed my sister, we all die.
Adam pointed the gun at my sister. My sister, who was mistaken for the bad person shook her head. Adam watched too much movies as he thought that the bad person will imitate the good one and act innocent. He pulled the trigger. My sister fell onto the floor. Blood were oozing out of her head. Adam quickly grabbed me and tried to run. But before he can do that, I held out the bomb remote.
“I have the remote. That was your precious Lily.” I said. He ran over to my sister and tore open her shirt. The tattoo was not there. He turned around and look at me. I opened my jacket and flashed my tattoo.
“Do you know there are something called temporary tattoos?” I said. “Oh and I’m Lily, not Lyla. I just want you to be dead because I caught you cheating with my friend. I asked Lyla to help me with this plan. But now, since my sister is dead, you shall die too.”
I pressed the button. The entire warehouse burst into flames.
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