Now or Never

know we’re twins, but we both know that the ‘twins can read each other’s minds’ concept is bull.”
    “My point little sister is that you need to get your ass up and get dressed. You can’t lounge around in your pajamas all the time; you’re starting to make me depressed.”
    “I don’t feel like going out,” Grayson argued. “Let’s just stay in and watch a movie. We can pig out on popcorn just like old times.”
    Luna rolled her eyes and shook her head in disgust. “Seriously, how can you look so much like me and yet be so lame?”
    Narrowing her eyes, Grayson snapped, “Thanks.”
    Mom walked in from the kitchen, drying her hands with a towel. Even in her fifties, their mother still had an impish beauty about her; seemed to be eternally young. “You know I hate to agree with Luna,” she remarked, ignoring the face Luna made, “but I think she’s right. You need to get out, Grace. All of your moping is bringing me down too.”
    Grayson’s head snapped towards her mother. “Great, now I have both of you teaming up on me?”
    “You’re only young once Grace. Learn to enjoy it before it passes you by and you’re my age.” Mom tossed the towel at Grayson, who failed to catch it before it hit her cheek.
    “Ok, fine.” Grayson sighed. They were probably right. She wasn’t moving on and starting a new life if she was sitting on the couch all day, watching nonsense on TV. It was time she got back out there, no matter how much she really didn’t want to.
    Damn it.
    “Yes!” Luna grinned from ear to ear. “Thanks, Mom.”
    “I didn’t do it for your entertainment, love.” She winked at Luna. “If you guys need a ride home, call me. I don’t want any DUIs or accidents, and I especially don’t want to get a collect call from jail.”
    “We’ll take a cab if we need to,” Luna agreed. “But don’t wait up Mom. Grayson is going to stay at my place tonight.”
    “I am doing what?” Grayson had only been to her sister’s little studio once. There wasn’t exactly room for her to sleep over, which meant she would probably be sharing her sister’s futon. Just like when they were little and shared a room. The idea almost sounded fun, almost.
    Luna held out her hand. “Come on, get your ass up.”
    One of these days, Grayson would firmly say no and deal with the fallout later. Unfortunately, today would not be that day. She took her sister’s offered hand and let Luna pull her off the couch.
    “Get dressed.” Luna pushed Grayson a few steps forward.
    “I need to shower.” Grayson trudged down the hallway to her mom’s spare room where her clothes were stashed away. She pulled out a pair of jeans and an off-white long john shirt. It was snug fit, well worn and one of her favorites. Luna would disapprove, but she’d get over it. In record time, Grayson was showered, dressed and ready to go.
    She was taking one last look in the mirror when the phone rang. Her mom had a habit of ignoring it, so Grayson grabbed it off the cradle without much thought.
    “Hello?”
    “Grayson?” Josh’s deep voice came across the line.
    She nearly dropped the phone. “Josh,” she stammered, her heart nearly leaping from her chest.
    “What the hell? Why did you leave like that? I’ve been going crazy looking for you. I even called the cops.”
    His heavy breathing crossed the line, making her stomach roll. She gripped the phone tighter, so irritated that her palms got all sweaty.
    “Grace?” Luna appeared at the doorway, face questioning.
    Josh went on. “You could have at least replied to one of my messages, so I knew you were still alive.”
    Grayson turned around so her sister couldn’t see her face. “I’m fine, Josh. I just had to get out of there.”
    There was a short pause, and then he said, “I’m coming for you.”
    The hairs on the back of her neck stood up. “Don’t waste your time. We’re over, I’m not coming back.”
    “Please, Grayson. I just want to see you.” His voice cracked. “I’m spiraling without you. You were the only thing that held me together.”
    It was the crack in his voice that pissed her off the most. He could play the role of an apologetic boyfriend perfectly, down to drawing up tears.
    “Sorry, Josh,” Grayson snapped. “I can’t be your crutch anymore.” She slammed the phone down and took a deep breath, trying to compose herself before turning to her sister.
    Luna opened her mouth to speak, but the phone started ringing