The End of the World? (Seephira and DurkPut)

[Seephira]

The two twins who normally would be together no matter what would suddenly have their whole world torn apart. Even though he was born five minutes before her that didn't change their relationship at all. Becca just hung up her phone and was staring at it in her hands. The news about her brother's cancer being deadly did not kick in yet. He had been diagnosed that long ago and now he just told her that there was nothing else that could be done to help him. Their parents had died a few years ago from a car accident and it was just the two of them now. A few tears fell down her cheeks as she stared at it. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a tight bun. She wore tight jeans and a loose fitting tank top.

 

[DurkPut]

Smith wasn't taking the news well at all; he didn't want to even begin imagining how Becca felt. You'd think because he was the one suffering from the affliction he'd undergo the most pain, physically and mentally, but he knew seeing a loved one deteriorate until they were just an empty husk was far worse because there was nothing you could could do but watch. He stared at the white wall in front of him through his light blond bangs that obscured his vision in the hospital where he'd gotten the tests done. People would pass by in blurs of colours and noise but he couldn't make any sense of it. All he could think about was how he could even look at her knowing he was ticking time bomb so any interaction the had would have to count. Why should he even bother trying to be more sincere with her when all it would do is make things worse in the end?

There he decided he wanted to make things as easy for her as possible; by making her hate him. At least whenever he finally passed on she would feel more relieved than depressed. He was shook from his thoughts when he saw a group of paramedics pass by rolling along a gurney with haste. At least that person had a chance to live.

 

[Seephira]

It did not hit Becca until about ten minutes later then the tears started flowing down her cheeks. If Smith got cancer would she get it to? They were twins after all so maybe it was genetic. Thoughts of her loosing the one thing closest to her in this world started to flood her mind. After a few moments she turned on her phone again and started swiftly texting to her brother. "Do you want a ride home?" She thought maybe he would like a ride home instead of taking the bus like he always did. Smith didn't even tell her how long he might have to live either.