All of a sudden my phone was flooded with texts, or I should say my identical twin brother Johnny's phone was flooded with texts, because he took my phone again. I only realized because his wallpaper was different. His has a picture of him and all his friends, whilst mine has a black rose. We have the same password and ringtone, but obviously our contacts are different seeing as we have separate lives. I knew that reading those texts would be a violation of privacy, but they just kept coming.
The more I read, the less I understood. Apparently, there had been an accident involving Johnny and he might not be okay. I called my phone, but it went straight to voicemail every time. I ended up calling 12 times before I called Mom.
"Johnny?" Mom asked exasperatedly, "Is that really you?"
"Sorry, Mom," I said, "It's Jacob. Johnny took my phone again."
"I thought Johnny was calling me from the grave," Mom said.
"He's dead?!" I asked.
"Yes, he died in the ambulance ride to the hospital," Mom said, "His last words were apparently 'Don't let them know that Jacob exists'."
"Why would he say that?" I asked.
"You know he's very protective of you," Mom said, "I feel like he's been that way ever since what happened with your father."
"But does this mean I can't go to his funeral?" I asked.
"I know how much you want to go," Mom said, "But if he wants to protect you from the bastards that did this to him, I think it's a good idea."
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