It had been a year since Jemma had seen her twin sister Chloe; for almost all their lives they had been inseparable but when Jemma had gotten married at the age of 19 the two slowly drifted apart.
Jemma's marriage only lasted 3 years, but when her husbands' party lifestyle and constant cheating finally drove them apart she had been crushed. Having left her job and the apartment they had shared she was now couch surfing with friends while she tried to get a grip on her life.
Although Chloe had tried to keep in touch for a bit she had never gotten on well with Jemma's husband and always being far more carefree than her sister couldn't bear to watch as she withdrew, so Chloe left to travel.
But when she heard through friends that the marriage was over Chloe realised her sister would need her and tracked her down.
Now 21 the sisters looked very different. Chloe was still blonde as they both were naturally, while Jemma had dyed her hair brown but kept it long where Chloe now had hers short and quite tomboy-ish.
The girls still had their figures though, a benefit of summers spent swimming in the ocean when they were children. They were both tall almost 5'9 and athletic, though Chloe was now slightly skinnier,
but the biggest difference was where before both girls had been confident and out going Jemma was now much quieter and more subdued, so much so that Chloe almost didn't recogniser her when she opened the door.
The sisters hugged and Jemma started crying.
"Awww come on sis I'm here now and I'm never leaving again....its okay"
Chloe squeezed Jemma tightly and stroked her hair.
"I just feel so stupid...sob...and helpless...."
"He was a jerk and a fucking loser Jem"
Chloe pulled back and held Jemma's head gently between her hands
"He's not worth your tears okay?"
She kissed Jemma's wet cheeks and then tipped her head forwards to rest both their foreheads together.
"I've really missed you Chloe"
Jemma said softly.
The two girls started to get reacquainted and moved into a cheap apartment, that Chloe got a part time job to pay for.
Although having her sister back improved things Jemma was still depressed and spent most of her time in bed.
One evening Chloe came home to find Jemma sitting in front of the TV, in the beige dressing gown she'd been wearing for the last two days fast asleep with her hair half in a pot of yoghurt she'd been eating.
"Oh come on hun....wakey wakey sleepy head, we've gotta get you sorted out sis"
Chloe helped her up and led her off to the shower.
"I'm sorry Chloe...I know this is all so stupid, I just really thought I knew what was going to happen in my life"
"Forget about it okay?...Hey Do you remember when we used to take showers together? After swimming?"
"Hehe yeah, we used to wash each others hair...it was so long back then"
Jemma pulled a clump of her hair in front of her face.
"I kinda miss being blonde"
"Well come on then get in that shower and lets get that shit out of your hair"
Chloe said with a smile and slipped off her jean cut-off's.
Jemma slid her robe off and stepped into the water letting it splash over her face,
As Chloe took a hair brush and stepping into the shower cubicle behind her began brushing Jemma's hair as the water soaked into it.
Chloe suddenly hugged Jemma from behind.
"Look at you huh? You've still got it sis, come on your beautiful and sweet and kind...heck your just like me, you gotta stop moping and start living again"
Chloe said with a smile.
"Thanks Chloe I needed to hear that, and I will get over him...it's just I really feel like I can't trust anyone anymore"
She turned and hugged Chloe tightly as the water flowed over their bodies.
Chloe said almost under her breath
"I just want you to trust your self again sis".
After the shower they lay wrapped up in towels on the double mattress they shared, staring at the ceiling.
"Hey Jem?.....will you do me a favour?"
"Sure Chloe I'd do anything for you"
Jemma took Chloes hand and gave it a squeeze.
"Well I've got an idea, but you've just gotta Trust me okay?"
Chloe rolled her head sideways and looked at Jemma.
Jemma looked into her eyes and with a half smile said
"Of course I'll trust you sis...we're forever right?"
"It'll take a couple days to sort out but no matter what.....just trust me"
Chloe said and squeezed Jemma's hand.
Over the next couple of days Jemma didn't see Chloe much, but though she was dieing to she kept to her word and didn't ask. Until finally on Sunday Jemma woke to find the apartment empty, the only clue was a large flat box sitting on the table with a note stuck to it, it read...'wait for my call'.
By 6:00 pm Jemma was starting to worry, when finally the phone rang.
"Hello?.....Chloe?"
"Hey sis, okay take a shower, put on some makeup and wear what's in the box....then meet me here. The address is in the box"
"Chloe wait what's going on wh...."
The line had gone dead.
Jemma was confused but too curious not to go, so she took a shower put on some cherry red lipstick and a little mascara and then opened the box.
Inside was a dress and two notes the first simply read 'No underwear' and the second was an address. The dress was white and made of silk, it was so soft and cool on her skin she quickly slipped it on and went to look at herself in the mirror.
She turned slightly to see the dress, it was very low cut front and back with a long slit up one side almost to her hip, she felt exposed but sexy and very curious as to just what her sister had planned for tonight.
She took a deep breath and taking the note with the address on headed out.
Jemma's taxi pulled up outside a small building that looked like a converted theatre, outside stood a tall gorgeous man with blonde hair who smiled as she approached.
"Jemma hi there, please follow me"
He turned and held the door open for her.
"Thank you....errr what is this place?.....where's Chloe?"
"She's just inside Jemma you'll see her soon"
They walked in through a few low lit hallways until they reached a door and Jemma was let in and then left alone.
Inside the room the light was very dim but Jemma could make out another door next to a large TFT monitor suspended on the wall, in front of the screen was a large white easy chair.
As she entered the monitor flickered on, as the image brightened Jemma saw Chloe kneeling on a large white bed, she was wearing a similar white silk dress.
She smiled and looked into the camera.
"Hi sis I'm glad you could make it....okay I told you that you had to trust me no matter what happens,
Now sit down"
Jemma nervously sat down on the edge of the chair.
"Chloe? Can you hear me?...what's going on?"
"Yeah I can hear you. Jemma you've gotta learn to let go, to trust and to free yourself up to really enjoy life....I've always loved you Jem......I mean REALLY loved you, but I can't bear to see you like you are I loved that free beautiful girl I grew up with....we never spoke about what happened that summer when we were eighteen, but there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about it.....I know you feel the same way but your just so locked down, so watch me and know that I love you Jemma......."
Jemma could barely breath as she wiped tears from her eyes, her heart was pounding but she couldn't move.