Twincest Sabrina and Katrina’s Story Part 2_(1)

Bree nearly fell to the floor from the shock of being pulled from her reading and her thoughts. She turned quickly to see Trina standing there the few steps into her bedroom. Her face was red and there were tears forming in the corners of her eyes. Her lower lip started to quiver and her hands were balled into fists so tight her knuckles were white. She wanted to go to her but was afraid Trina would hit her. Bree opened her mouth to say something, anything that would fix the situation but before she could Trina turned and ran.

She wanted to go after her or call her name but every part of her body felt frozen solid. She listened to the sound of soft sobs and Trina’s feet descending the stairs. Then came the sound of the front door slaming closed.

Bree shook herself out of this frozen state of shock and ran to her sister’s window. She watched as Trina made a wild dash into dense trees of the woods behind their home. Good god what had she just done? She glanced down one final time at the diary she was squeezing tightly in her hands. At the botton of the page she read the words that sent a chill like ice water through her soul…

“I couldn’t bear it if someone found out this dark secret of mine. I would rather die…”

Trina

Bree grabbed her cell phone and called her sister’s number. She heard the ringer going off somewhere downstairs. She ran from the room and found her sisters phone laying on the stairs about halfway to the main level. She must have dropped it as she ran down the stairs. She hadn’t even stopped to pick it up. It showed her just how upset her sister must be… the idea of a teenage girl without her cell phone at her side in this day and age was unheard of.

Shit… would she really harm herself in any way? Bree really didn’t think so but who knows in a situation like this. As if anyone had ever been in a fucking situation like this she thought. This had to be unprecedented right? The shame her sister had felt in all of those entries. Her confusion and her attempt to keep her dirty secret, all of it had come into the light… all because of her. She had to fix this but first she had to find Trina.

Bree ran down the stairs and slipped on a pair of shoes. She started running for the woods before she even thought about where her sister might have gone. Her mind was racing as her feet pounded the soft earth below. She let her eyes scan everywhere as she ran hoping to get a glimpse of her fleeing twin. She tripped twice on fallen branches but picked herself up with speed that should have amazed her. She didn’t bother to wipe the small sticks and dirt that clung to her arms and clothing away.

She finally took a second to catch her breath and try to clear her mind. Where the hell would she go? Their parent’s owned alot of land out here. She really had no idea how much but it had always seemed to Bree to stretch for miles. She tried to think of all the places she could hide but there were no old shacks, buildings or even a damn tree house. Maybe someplace where they had played as children. Her mind finally clicked on a spot that seemed reasonable.

When they were about 12 and still got along they would play in a cave about a mile from their house. They would spend hours in there pretending they were wives to handsome men who were at work. They would make pies out of mud to feed their imaginary men when they would return. Imaginary parties were planned and imaginary children were raised there. Sometimes they just yelled new dirty words they had learned at school to hear the echo bounce off the walls and then they’d burst into giggle fits.

Trina had to be there! Bree turned in the direction of the cave and began running again.