Sister Sister

---Inside Gemma’s head----



Gemma sat up, drowsy and unsure of her surroundings. All she could see was a white void that appeared to go on forever. Unsure of what to do next she remained still, unable to find her voice to call out for help.



---The Hospital---



Samantha sat perfectly still in her chair as her mother and father entered the room. Sam not being sure of what to say simply sat there, staring at them nervously. Her mother Mary simply stood in front of her, hands on her hips and a scowl on her face, whereas her father Bob sat in the chair at the far corner of the room quietly twiddling his thumbs.



“Ok Samantha, I’m going to be fair here and give you a chance to explain yourself. That doesn’t mean I’m going to go easy on you!”



Sam didn’t know what to say. She didn’t know whether she should tell the truth, or lie. ‘Sure’ she thought to herself ‘telling my Mum that when she left me alone with her other children I kissed her other daughter, got caught masturbating by her son and then was caught, kissing her daughter for a second time this weekend, should go over nicely with her.’



On the other hand, she could lie, which was starting to be a better decision the more she thought about it. ‘I could say I slipped and fell lips first onto my sister, no that wouldn’t work. How about she had some food on her lip and I was getting it off. God dam nit Sam you can think of better excuses than this! Wait. I’ve got it!”



“Well, I uh,” Time to start the water works “I (sob) just started thinking a-about what it w-would be like (sob) what I-it would be like (sob) if we lost Gemma and I just lost control of myself and let my emotions run amok (sob)”



“Oh don’t try the fake crying with me young lady; I have been using that since before you were born. Now drop the act and tell me what really happened or I swear to god I will ground you for so long you’ll leave your room with a beard!”



Bob snickered at that thought but stopped immediately when Mary shot him a death stare.



Sam’s plan hadn’t worked but she decided to stick with it, after all, you might as well finish what you started. So after many rounds of telling the same story countered by her mother questioning her and hounding her until she told it again, Mary realized something was missing from the argument. She turned round to her husband to see that he had actually managed to fall asleep! The nerve!



“Bob wake up!”



Sam’s father sat bolt upright and looked around him like a Meerkat that sensed danger.



“Wha-what is it honey?”



“I am trying to get to the bottom of why we found our two teenage daughters kissing and you’re lying there sleeping!”



“In my defense, you didn’t exactly need my help, you had it covered”



“Oh really? What do you have to say about this then?”



“Well…”



---Gemma’s mind---



Gemma sat in that same spot in the void of her mind for what felt like hours before anything happened, and when t did, it was the last thing she expected. She looked up from a day dream she was having and standing there in front of her, was her naked sister Samantha.



“Hello” said the version of Samantha.



\'What the fuck is my sister doing here, naked!\' Gemma had way too many questions to ask.



“What the fuck is going on? Am I tripping out? Is this what tripping out is like?”



“No you’re not tripping out, your unconscious, this is your mind. Unfortunately you will be trapped here for a while so, if I were you, which I am, I would use this time to solve any past issues you have jumbling around in here”



\'Did she just say she was me?\'



“Wait what?”



---Hospital---



“Well I can’t really judge it would be how shall I put this? Hypocritical.”



Samantha didn\'t know if she had heard her father correctly, had he just implied that he had slept with his sister?!



“Hypocritical? Dad, did you bang one of my Aunts?”



Bob was suprised with how outward Sam was with that statement, but it did ammuse him that his 15 year old daughter figured out his word play before his wife.



“No no, it never went that far but what can I say, we were teens, the power was out, we were both under the covers, one thing led to another and-“



“Bob shut the hell up or so help me god I will slap you seven ways till Sunday!”



“Jeez mum, first of it is Sunday, and secondly what got you so Hormonal?”



“Yeah Mary I haven’t seen you like this since…”



“Since when Bob?”



“Since you were pregnant with Sam”



---Gemma’s Mind---



“Wait what?”



“You’re going to have to be a bit more specific”



“Ok what do you mean you’re me?”



“Well I am your subconscious, and before you ask, I have simply manifested myself into the thing you desire most”



“Well that clears up one mental battle I’ve been having, I guess I really do want Sam. If my mind is here, where is my body?”



“We’re in hospital; you stuck a knife in a toaster and poof! Now you’re in a coma”



“God damn I’m stupid”



---The Hospital---



Sam sat, yet again, staring out the hospital window. Her father had insisted that her mother take a pregnancy test despite her reluctance; so he had taken her to the local drug store, Sam was suprised that they didn\'t think to ask a Doctor for one.



Sam was also furious, her parents had waltzed in and instantly started hounding on her, not once asking about Gemma or even where Tommy was.



---8 months later, The Hospital---



Mary sat beside her unconscious daughter, she had wept for hours when the Doctors told her, her husband and her daughter, that Gemma would be in a coma and that they didn\'t know how long it would last.



Of course, she had been eagerly awaiting her new daughters arrival. Sophie was due in a week and Bob and Mary had spent the past 8 months preparing for the pitter-patter of tiny feet.



Samantha wasn\'t happy about anything her mother had done recently, not since that first night in the ward. The only parent she still respected was her father, she loved how honest and down to earth he was.



Tommy and Bob were overjoyed when they heard the Mary was pregnant again.



---Gemma\'s mind---



Gemma had spent the past 8 months secluded in the white abyss that was her mind. She had toiled through past memories and got over any unresolved issues.



It that white abyss that Gemma now called home. She sat there, alone, staring into the void. But then she noticed something, a black speck in the distance, and it was getting closer. Was it her subconscience again?



As the dot got closer Gemma realized it was a rectangle, no a door! A way out!



---The Hospital---



Sam was staring at Gemma in her bed. God she wished Gemma could be awake, even if it was just for today.



As if on cue Gemma opened her eyes and was blinded by the light, Sam hadnt noticed that her sister was awake.



"Hey"



Everyone in the room jumped in suprise, who had said that.



"How long was I out? What day is it?"



"Gemma! Oh you chose a hell of a day to wake up! Its Christmas!"