life goes on

It had been two days since her mother Cloe had solved the evil clone problem, unfortunately for Zoe her mother decided that her other "evil" clone was sane enough not to be removed and that they both should learn from the consequences of their actions and bla bla bla.....

Zoe was worried about their situation, her parents had taken it well that she was now a witch too, to her surprise her father Carl took it positively that his daughter had magically split in two and had already started calling them his little gems, which really got on her nerves, luckily her father was often away for work or maybe secret magical stuff, Zoe had actually never seen where her father went to work as an employee so anything was possible.

but the important point is that the bitch... I mean the other her had to find a way to .... share.

yes Zoe had duplicated herself but nothing else in her life had done so.

her things, her friends, god probably if they had a boyfriend at that moment they would have jumped at each other's throats again.

Zoe in fact never having had a sister before had no idea what she had gotten herself into by multiplying.

the first day after the accident went by calmly with each Zoe happy to stay away from each other who still live in their parents' house and the fact that their leave from work for their grandmother's funeral would expire tomorrow and they certainly wouldn't both be able to go to work.

So they would have to face each other and decide what to do.

Zoe went up to her room she knew the other was there, She knocked on the door.

Zoe: we need to talk.

other Zoe: I don't intend to do it.

Zoe: listen I'm sorry for what I said the day before yesterday about you going crazy and I understand that you don't want to talk but... I have to go back to work tomorrow and I want to make sure that...

the other Zoe opens the door, she was in her underwear and handkerchief, her hats messy even though it was late in the morning.

The other Zoe: what do you mean you're working tomorrow, that's my job, don't you dare steal my life.

Zoe sighs: that's why we need to talk about it, it's not realistic that we both work, nor that I tell my friends that I'm a witch.

the other Zoe: easy find a job and make your own friends!

Zoe: listen, you are me, I am you, my job and your job and my friends are your friends, we can't get back together because we risk going crazy and I don't intend to kill you to get my life back to normal, so we need to come to an agreement.

the other Zoe: how?

Zoe: we could take turns working and keep a shared journal of what happens when we hang out so we don't look weird when the center meets us and we don't remember them.

Other Zoe: that's stupid.

Zoe: do you have any other ideas? at least I'm thinking about it instead of feeling sorry for myself all day.

Other Zoe: you! .... damn you're right but I still hate you. so I won't let you steal my life there must be another solution, maybe a spell that convinces everyone I've always had a dumb twin or something.

Zoe: I'm trying to make peace you idiot, stop insulting me!

what zoe didn't know was that the other Zoe was still haunted by the events of the previous days in a way that Zoe would never have expected, her dreams were filled with lust mixed with nightmares, arguing with the other her was the only way to avoid thinking obscene things about the other Zoe and reliving what happened, even now while she was trying to be angry she could feel the charm of the other her attracting her but she knew that this was crazy and it was the only way she found to get out of it hoping that these strange desires would disappear with time.

other Zoe: so what do you propose?