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the_measurers) wrote2010-04-14 10:55 pm
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She was clenching the receiver so tightly it seemed it might snap, but her voice remained as sugary sweet as always. "You're going on another date with him? So soon?" It had only been two days since the last one.
"Well, yes..." Her sister's voice came through the line, sounding sheepish and abashed. "But he still hasn't given it back, so..."
Dahlia's eyes narrowed as she listened to the pathetic excuse. "You've been seeing him a lot, Iris," she said with a note of false hesitance. "But it's still not doing any good. Maybe we should just..."
"No!"
Dahlia was taken aback by the sudden outburst. She tilted her head, switching the receiver to her other hand and stretching her now-free arm above her head to let out the kink that had formed. Well, well. This is interesting. She didn't respond, just waited for Iris to catch herself.
"It's just..." If Dahlia knew Iris like she thought she did, the younger twin was probably pacing, maybe twisting her finger in her hair as she tried to backtrack. "It would be pretty difficult to cover up a murder, Dahlia... I mean, we'd have to make it look like an accident, come up with an alibi, make sure not to leave any evidence..."
Dahlia smirked wryly as Iris babbled on. It was obvious what was going on. As much as she didn't want it to be true, it had happened. She should have known it would come about; Iris was completely weak-willed and spineless. "You're right. Well, good luck."
"G-good luck?!" Dahlia could almost hear Iris blushing on the other end.
"Getting the necklace back."
"Oh... oh! The necklace." Iris sounded even more sheepish now.
After a few pleasantries they ended the call. As she set the phone down, the redhead's face contorted in rage. This was not going as planned. The only thing she could do now was kill her precious "Feenie", and do it without letting Iris know.
The wheels started turning.
And then, several years later while Dahlia sat on death row, she disappeared. They never found the body... assuming that there was one.
WE'RE FUCKED