Identical Twins: The Evil Twin

By Judy Gates

Grab this book and a cold glass of wine and snuggle up to a good fictional story straight out of the STL. This is a good story about some identical twins that are so different, they're like night and day. Take Candi for instance, she's quiet, low-key, and shy even. Her twin, Sandi, is totally different; she's outgoing, will speak her mind on any given day. To be honest, Sandi is a good girl turned bad. She was a good girl hanging with what our parents call the wrong crowd. She lost her job first and then lost her mind...

Candi stayed on her job, and she also stayed humble, sweet, and very quiet. She met the love of her life just before her untimely demise. What really made Sandi a gangsta bitch? Well, snuggle up because we're about to find out right now. Don't forget to exhale. Bye for now.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Page Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Jun 14, 2023
• ISBN: 9781662474569

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Identical Twins

The Evil Twin

Judy Gates

Copyright © 2023 Judy Gates

All rights reserved

First Edition

PAGE PUBLISHING

Conneaut Lake, PA

First originally published by Page Publishing 2023

ISBN 978-1-6624-7455-2 (pbk)

ISBN 978-1-6624-7456-9 (digital)

Printed in the United States of America

Table of Contents

Sandi

Candi

Sandi

Candi

Sandi

Candi

Eddie

Candi

Sandi

Veronica

Sandi

Candi

Sandi

Veronica

Candi

Kathy

Veronica

Candi

Veronica

Sandi

Veronica

Eddie

Candi

Sandi

Sean

Candi

Kathy

Candi

Sandi

Sasha

Sandi

Sean

Robert

Robert

Sean

Robert

Candi

Sandi

Sasha

Sandi

Sasha

Sandi

Candi

Veronica

Eddie

Sandi

Sasha

Sandi

Eddie

Sandi

Eddie

Sandi

Sasha

Sandi

M. G.

Sasha

Sandi

M. G.

Robert

Sandi

Sean

M. G.

Sandi

Sasha

Sandi

Robert

Sandi

Sean

Sandi

Sasha

Robert

Sean

Sasha

Kathy

Sandi

Sasha

Eddie

Sandi

Sasha

Sean

Kathy

Sasha

Kathy

Sandi

Sean

Sandi

Sasha

Kathy

Sasha

Kathy

Sasha

Kathy

Sasha

Sean

Sasha

Sandi

Kathy

Sasha

Sasha

Kathy

Sasha

Sandi

Sean

Sasha

Sean

Sandi

Sasha

Kathy

Sandi

Sasha

Sean

Van

Van

Sandi

Sasha

Sandi

Sasha

Sandi

Sasha

Sasha

Sandi

Sandi

Sandi

About the Author

I like to dedicate my book to my daughters: Yolanda and Deyana and sons Sylvester and YoVan. Grandbabies Treoinia, Arriyah, Yolanda and Yazmine. My only grandson Mikye, my fiancé Lee. Love you all.

Sandi

It was a very hot day in the month of July 1979. And I woke up with a big attitude; that morning was crazy for me. I woke up late; I was supposed to be at work at 7:00 a.m. It's 9:30 a.m. already, so I got up, jumped in the shower, hot curled my hair, got dressed, and continued out the door. I made it to work, walked in, and this fat-ass woman that never speaks looked at me and said Hmm-hmm! And for some reason, that pissed me the fuck off.]

I stepped into the office to let them know I had arrived, and my boss, Richard, hollered at me and said, Where have you been?

That pissed me off, so I hollered back at him, I woke up late!

And within seconds, I lost my damn job. I walked back to my car, cried for a second, and called my twin.

* * *

Candi

I'm having a bad day and don't know why. I'm feeling anxious, so I decided to call my twin. But my phone rang instead. I should have known, my twin. She told me her bad news. I started crying because I felt her pain. My twin and I are totally different, but I know every time something goes wrong with her. She's my second breath. Now I need to find a good excuse to leave work, so I could go and console my twin. I looked up at the clock; it was 11:30 a.m. So I walked up to my boss with tears in my eyes and said my mother is sick, so I have to go. He looked as if he was concerned and said, Go ahead and leave, Candi.

* * *

Sandi

I made it back home and stepped back into the shower, hoping for relief. I started thinking about my whole life. I have a White mother and a Black father by force. I hate my father with a passion; he raped my mother and left her to bear twins. My mother was leaving for work on March of 1955, and this Black man ran up behind her, pushed her into an alley, and raped her. She was staying with her parents, so she went home and told her parents. The police was called, and my mother told them that it was a Black man, about 6½ 240 pounds and had a goatee, brown eyes, and is very handsome. He raped her in broad daylight. My mother always told me and my twin that she would have dated him only if he had asked, so that made me hate his ass even more. He was arrested and served his time to society, but he still had time to serve by me.

* * *

Candi

I hope my twin is all right. I stuck the key in her door, looking around the room, wondering where she was because I saw her car out front. I heard the shower running, so I decided to wait until she finished. I got two glasses of ice and poured a double shot of Hennessy. I finally heard her turn off the shower.

She came out with the towel wrapped around her body and asked, How long have you been here?

I told her, Long enough to make us a drink. What's up, Sandi? Momma said she haven't heard from you in over two weeks. What's really going on?

She wouldn't look at me.

She drank some of her drink and said, Did she tell you she ran into our daddy? Can you believe that shit! And she gave him my phone number. Damn! What am I supposed to do? Say welcome home daddy? I don't think so. His best bet is to stay the fuck away from me.

* * *

Sandi

Momma's the only reason I haven't went off. I can't stomach the shit. I love my mother with all my heart. When she found out she was pregnant with us, she told her parents, and they wanted her to get an abortion. She refused, so they kicked her ass out because she wasn't gon' bring any Black kids around them. So my mother did what she had to do to survive.

I just don't know what makes her think I would like to meet my daddy. So that makes me a little mad at her right now. Candi would never understand why I feel this way. We were conceived out of wrong evil doing, and I just can't get past that.

My twin Candi is so sweet that she would take her shirt off and give it to anybody in need. Shit, not me. I'm very evil. I won't give nobody shit unless it is my mother or twin. I don't take to people easy. I think everybody's got a motive.

Here, let me fix us another drink. What do you have to eat?

I opened the refrigerator, turned, and looked at my twin.

Do you even eat?

She had some water, iced tea, beer, and a Chinese box with God knows what on the inside.

So I told her to Get dressed and let's go have lunch.

She went and got dressed, so we went to the best steak house on Grand. We ordered our usual T-bone steak, baked potato, and a salad, and their famous strawberry fountain soda.

* * *

Candi

While waiting on our order, I asked Sandi how would she feel if she met our daddy in person. And with a very cold look, she said she would kill him. I knew she meant every world she said. A cold chill went thru my body. I told her it wasn't worth the effort.

But she looked me dead in my eyes and said, Candi, I will kill that man.

I wanted to change the subject, so I said, Let's go to happy hour after lunch or a movie.

She agreed to both. We made small talk and finished our lunch, tipped the waitress, and went to Bernies for cocktails, then decided we didn't want to go to the movies. So I drove back over to Sandi's house. Dropped her off, went home, and took a shower. The hot water felt so good that it made me horny, so I began to rub my breast until they became erected. Slowly, I began to play with my already wet pussy. Well, anyway get the job done.

I finished my shower had a beer and went to sleep.

* * *

Eddie

I can't believe I made twin girls. I really can't wait to meet them. I hope their mother didn't tell them how they were conceived. I wonder, Do they know that I can still love them even though they was not conceived out of love? They mother was a very beautiful White woman that I couldn't resist, so I raped her. That was the best pussy I had ever had; no wonder I made twins. If I thought I had a chance, I would apologize and ask her to marry me. That is why I want to meet my girls and see how they feel about me marrying their mother because I do love her in spite of what I did. I paid my debt to society. And now I want to make it right.

Let me get out my phonebook and get Candi's address—4226 E. Cote Brilliant. Maybe I should call her first. No, I want her to be surprised. I want to see the expression on her face when I tell her who I am. Yeah, that's what I'll do.

So I got in my '98 and went to Candi's. I knocked on the door.

My baby asked, Who is it?

That startled me because I didn't want to say dad yet.

I'm a friend of your mother's. Can I speak to you for a moment?

What's my mother's name? she answered.

Veronica, Veronica Hemp.

So she slowly opened the door.

I knew with one glance that she was mine; she looked just like me. Her mouth fell open, and she started to cry. I grabbed her, hugged her so tight that she knew right off the bat that I loved her. She asked me in, so I stepped into the door, and her house was beautiful.

Have a seat, she said.

I sat on the couch and couldn't believe how beautiful my daughter was. They said I had identical twins, so the other one must be as beautiful.

Candi made me feel very comfortable, so I told her I wanted to marry her mother. She smiled and said yes. I told her I'm going over to Sandi's house to let her know I want to marry her mother.

She bucked her eyes and said, No, daddy! She will kill you.

I knew then that my other daughter didn't feel the same way. But she needed to know, so I could go ask their mother for her hand in marriage. I looked in my phone book again. Hmm-hmm. Sandi lives in 4039 Farlin Avenue. I got back into the car, headed over to Sandi's house. I got out of my car, knocked on the door.

Sandi snatched her door wide open and said, What the fuck is up?

I just stood there first and then I said, Sandi, I'm your father.

She ran away from the door hollering, so I stepped in and shut the door. Which I should have never done. Sandi came running from the backroom. I spun around, and she had a small square pillow. She asked me what the fuck I was doing there.

I just want to get to know you. You are my daughter, and like I said, I just want to get to know you. Will that be a problem?

Hell yeah! she said. You raped my mother, nigga, and you want me to claim you as my father? Man, get the fuck out my house.

I want to apologize to your mother and ask her to marry me.

Bitch—

Bang! Bang! But you wouldn't hear anything because it went straight thru the pillow first, and then she fell to her knees, and started crying.

Damn, what the fuck have I done to this no-good bastard!

* * *

Candi

I need to call Sandi and inform her that her daddy is on his way over to her house; she's going to have a fit. I remember that look on her face and eyes, so I'm scared. The phone is ringing. Let me hang up and try again. She picked up on the first ring.

What's up, Candi?

Nothing, what's up with you? I was calling to let you know our daddy is on his way over to your house, so be nice, Sandi.

Can't, it's too late.

What do you mean, Sandi?

Our beloved daddy is dead.

Stop playing, Sandi, that's not funny.

Who's laughing? I'm serious. He's dead.

Girl, look, I'm on my way, Sandi, 'cause you talking real crazy.

I knocked on the door because I didn't want to find nothing crazy. I knocked again, and still, my knocks were unanswered. So I used my keys and couldn't move.

My daddy was lying in a pool of blood while my twin was leaning against a pillow with holes in it.

I finally gathered my thoughts and shut the door. I ran to my daddy; he was still alive, and she was there, looking me in the eyes and crying. So I hugged her and told her I was going to call an ambulance, so we could hurry up and get him to the hospital. She nodded and handed me the gun. So I called and hung up.

Then I heard the door being kicked in. So I turned to see who was kicking at my twin's door, and Sandi walked in and sat on the couch. I didn't understand that move, but what the fuck? That's my twin. Even though I'm the soft one, I will ride or die for my twin.

* * *

Sandi

Now I have to think of a story that would fit the scene. Hmm-hmm… Something's wrong with me because I just shot my daddy, and I'm thinking of a lie to tell.

There was a big bang on the door, and I heard, Police! I got a little scared because before I could say anything, they were already kneeling over Eddie, trying to save him. I call him Eddie because he's no daddy of mines. They gathered him up and took him to the hospital, where he fell into a coma.

The police wanted to question us. I tried to stay a little calm because I didn't want anyone to find the pillow I hid in the attic. Candi decided to call my mother against my will. I didn't want her to look me in my eyes and see just how much I hated my own daddy.

The police wanted to know what happened and what happened to my door.

I opened it, and he was standing there telling me he was my daddy. And I slammed the door and ran into my bedroom and fell on the bed. When I heard my front door get kicked in, I jumped up and got my pistol and ran into the living room where I shot and killed my so-called daddy.

He's not dead, ma'am. He's in a coma.

What! I didn't kill that son of a bitch?

I thought too myself.

Did you see a weapon?

Nope, and I wasn't looking for any.

That man kicked my door in, so I feared for my life. Better him than me, or would you have preferred it to be me? I asked the cops.

They looked at me as if I was losing my mind.

* * *

Veronica

Sweetie, what happened?

Oh, momma, I didn't know that was my real father until Candi came over and told me that was our real father.

Why did you shoot the man?

Because, momma, he kicked in my door after I slammed the door in his face. He said he wanted to marry you and apologize for raping you, but I didn't want to hear that. So I slammed the door and ran into my bedroom, and he kicked in the door. So I grabbed my gun and ran out front and shot him twice.

I'm sorry, Sandi, did he really say he wanted to marry me?

Yes, momma, said Candi. He came to my house first and asked me if he could ask you for your hand in marriage, and I told him yes, momma. I think he meant every word he said.

They mother asked Sandi, Sweetie, what you think, should I marry your father?

If that's what you want to do, Momma. I love you no matter what.

Have anybody been back to see him yet?

No, Momma, said Candi, we still waiting on the doctors to come out.

* * *

Sandi

Here it is, three days