Forever Girl Read Free

you were born. I thought about it quite often.” Ali reiterates to me.
    Ali’s what you would call pretty at thirty-four years old. I know that she was beautiful when she was younger. I’ve seen the pictures she keeps in her drawer. She started to go downhill when she started doing drugs and drinking like a fish. She has blonde hair and sky blue eyes. She’s petite and acts like she’s still a beauty queen she once was. She’s always telling me how much prettier she is than me. I might have ruined her life but at least I did not ruin her body. She always reminds me.
     
     
        I move away from the window and lay down. My brain tells me I’m stupid for thinking the guy next door could or would have any interest in me. To distract myself I start thinking about the day I can leave here. I daydream about making my life anything I want it to be. I drift off to sleep thinking maybe just maybe there’s someone out there that will think I’m beautiful. Who would be happy to have me just the way I am. I wake up the next morning to noise in the kitchen. I wonder what’s going on down there this early. Ali is never awake before 1pm. I get up and throw on a pair of jeans. They have rips up and down the legs. Kids pay big money for pants like these. Mine are like this because they’re so worn they just tore. I throw on my Skid Row t-shirt, my converse, and grab my hoodie. I walk into the bathroom to throw my hair up into a messy bun and brush my teeth. I sing the alphabet song twice in my head. When I’m done I take a good look at myself in the mirror.
    “I can do this. Not too much longer. I will be out of this place. I will live my life any way I choose.” I say to myself.
    I walk out of the bathroom and go down the hall to the kitchen. Sitting right in my kitchen is the guy and girl from next door. Ali’s leaning into him with hardly anything on giving him a good look at her tits. I stand back for a moment to look at both of them. He’s in a grey t-shirt, cargo shorts, and a pair of gray converse. He’s looks just as sexy with clothes on as he does naked. The girl has on a summer dress. It’s a soft pink and she has some cute sandals on. I would ever wear anything like that; but it looks pretty on her. When I make my presence known Ali looks at me and gives me a knowing smirk. She must have heard me come down the hall.
    “My sister and I came over to introduce ourselves. My name’s Dean and this is Delia.” He says as he stands up from the table.
    He holds his hand out for me to shake. As soon as our hands touch there’s an electric current that goes from my hand throughout my body. It causes a pulsating throb in my pussy. I gasp and take my hand from his. I look up at him his eyes have gone from green to almost black from his pupils. I move from him to Delia and shake her hand and introduce myself to them.
    “Where did y’all move from?” I ask them.
    “We grew up in a small town in Michigan. Our parents didn’t want us to live in the dorms. We started looking for a place that didn’t charge an arm and a leg around here. We got lucky when we found our place online. We transferred from the University of Michigan to University of Kentucky for the fall semester.” Dean answers.
    “How old are y’all?
    “We’re both nineteen and twins. We graduated High School when we were sixteen.” Delia answers.
    I tell them that I’ll be a senior this year, but I’ll be done with school in December. I also tell them my birthday is next month and I’ll be seventeen.
    “It’s fate that brought us here. We’re going to be great friends.” Delia says with a smile.
    I talk to them a little bit longer as I’m making a peanut butter sandwich to take to work. I apologize that I can’t stay and chat. That I’ve got to go before I’m late for work. Ali disappeared somewhere which I’m thankful for until we get to the door. She has put on her clingiest dress and a shit ton of perfume. She walks up to Dean and