Ella's pov:

Walking down the stairs for breakfast from a restless sleep, I play out all the possible scenarios in my head.

All I could do was assume the worst.

No.

She would say no.

I mean of course she would, she has been against me going for years.

It's unsafe! You'll get hurt! Too many bad influencers... bla bla bla.

I always hated how she used our family's heritage as the reason why I couldn't be like a normal teenager.

But the sad thing is, when I was little, I actually believed it.

And it's not like I didn't have a reason to believe it, my mom told the story countless times, even though I was there to witness the aftermath.

My grandfather being killed, the reason that my dad go handed the business in the first place.

Why my childhood was normal leading up to that very moment.

Shaking my head, I take smaller steps into the kitchen to see Abby, one of the maids, trying to carry two separate trays, each in one hand, which were nearly full.

"Hey Abby, need help?" I can't help but laugh as she tries her best to keep a steady balance.

"If you don't mind, Ella." She laughs, as I take one of the trays from her grasp.

"I don't mind, plus..." I take one of the pieces of sausage and shove it in my mouth, "I'm hungry."

Again, she laughs as she shakes her head, "I feel like I've heard that one before." She says, recalling how I say that... more times than the average person, I'll say that.

"Who me? Psssh never." I grab another piece of sausage and follow her to the dining room, where my mother and sister were already seated.

I set down the tray and take a seat at the table, across from Ally, who doesn't even spare me a glance as I start my breakfast.

I wasn't surprised, it's been like this ever since I got back.

When I first walked in, she simply just stared at me and then walked away.

Every meal, sudden encounter in the hallway, or when I try to talk to her, she just ignores me all together.

But of course I knew why, and I couldn't blame her.

I left out of nowhere, without even saying a goodbye.

If my mom didn't see me in the mall, would I have never seen her again?

I knew Ally was probably beyond upset with me, I pretty much abandoned her, and I hated myself for it.

I was so blindsided of what my mom said, I didn't take a second to think of the choice I was making.

Switching my glance to my mom, I watch as she types away on her laptop.

Without much awareness, I continue to stare until she looks up at me.

"So Ella, What are you planning on doing today?" She asks, taking a sip of her coffee.

Yeah I know, asking me about my day is still incredibly new to me.

It was a small thing, only a couple of words, but it definitely left an impact.

"I think Luke and I are going to see a movie."

"The Barrington Boy?"

"Yeah."

She nods her head, and looks back at her computer screen.

This was my chance.

I have to ask her.

I mean, things will never be really okay unless I ask her.

"Mom-.." I start to say but a voice interrupts me.

"You're just going to let her go?" I turn my head, the same time mom stops typing on her computer.

I look at Ally to see she was looking right at me, instead of avoiding all possible eye contact.

"Manners Ally." Mom says, not mentioning anything about the words that Ally just said, which I was grateful for.

But, Ally just shakes her head, and points at me, "You're letting her go out after she ran away?!"

"Ally I am not going to say it again, watch the attitude-.."

"After she left the house, stole your car, broke down the fence, and went against your every rule-.."

"What is your problem?!" I interpret her, setting down my fork.

"What is my problem? Mom and dad and those rules to keep us safe, you can't even be grateful for that."

"Kept us safe? Are you even serious right now?"

"Do you even know why we have the rules? Because of grandpa. Ella, do you know how much that affected us-..."

"You have no right to sit here and tell me how it effected our lives, because I was there. I knew what I was getting myself into, and it's not my fault that you think otherwise."

"Did you even think about what you did? By doing that, you clearly only care about yourself, which shows how self conceited you really are."

"Oh I only care about myself? Sorry, I didn't know that making myself HAPPY for once made me self conceited. I'm sorry the whole REASON I didn't leave sooner was because you told me not too!!"

"Girls enough!" Mom shouts, standing up from the table. I watch as a few of the maids freeze, while others just simply glance.

Ally glares at me, and I don't give it a second thought to glare back.

"This conversation is over, go to your rooms." Mom says, and I watch as Ally was the first to head straight towards the stairs.

Shaking my head, I start to head towards the stairs also, until mom stops me.

"Were you really going to leave sooner if Ally didn't stop you?" She asks, in a quieter voice, which brought up instant memories of the mall.

"I'm not sure." I say as I look down, not being able to find the right words to say.

"Ella, promise me something..." I look up at her with a questionable glance.

"Promise you won't leave again?" She asks.

But without much thought, I knew what I wanted to say.

I wasn't going to say yes.

I wasn't going to say no.

"I'll keep your promise, if you keep mine."

~~~~~~~~~~~

It has been three hours since the argument, and I have been sitting in my room just thinking.

Well, half of me was thinking of the argument, and the other half was impatiently waiting for Luke to show up so I could leave this place.

Not because I felt trapped by the house, but by the people.

To be more specific... Ally.

Out of all the people who could have said it, it was her.

As much as I wanted to say 'I deserved it, I shouldn't have left her...' I couldn't.

Because if I had never left, things would've been the same.

And I am not saying it because I now get to go out, or be with friends.

But if I never left, this new relationship with my mom would have never formed.

I am actually talking with my mom!

You know, actual communication.

Instead of "Ella, you need more proper behavior,' I am hearing, 'Ella, tell me about your day.'

What I have been wanting, what I have been DREAMING about for so long is actually happening.

So of course I didn't back down when Ally said those things...

I just wish she understood.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Getting dressed, I look down at my phone to Luke's message, telling me he would be here in twenty minutes.

Which means I waited a good fifteen minutes after the text was sent to leave my bed and look at my hair that once again proved that gravity is nonexistent.

As soon as I finished putting on my sweatshirt, the sound of a knock on my door was heard.

"Come in!" I say, putting my hair into a quick bun.

I couldn't help but be a little shocked as Ally walks into my room instead of a maid, my mom, or even a person who simply got lost, which has happened many times before by the way.

She was nervously playing with the bracelet around her wrist, while refusing to make eye contact with me... again.

So I wasn't sure if she was here to say sorry, or if she wanted to continue telling me how wrong I was.

"Can we talk?" She asks, finally looking up after a couple of seconds.

"Please." I say, hating all the things that were making us angry at each other.

It was silent for a second, as both of us just gather our thoughts.

...

"I'm sorry!!" We both end up saying at the same exact time.

Okay who said twin telepathy doesn't exist again?

"No it's my fault, you shouldn't apologize." Ally says, but I only shake my head.

"No it's not, I know you didn't mean it, and you're right, I shouldn't have just left out of nowhere. I should have told you, you're not only my twin, but you're my best friend."

"But I was unfair to you! I shouldn't have made you feel like you had to stay here, when you clearly weren't happy. I was the self conceited one-.." but before she could finish, I take a few steps forward and hug her.

"Let's just say we both messed up." I feel her nod her head as she tightens the hug.

"Promise you won't leave again?"

The second time that question was asked.

As much as I wanted to reassure her, I couldn't.

Because, I've learned to never make a promise....

I wouldn't be able to keep.