Keira's POV.
I spat out half the content of the water in my mouth (which is not that much of a beautiful sight by the way) and stared at Kyle for a few seconds before letting out a low disbelieving chuckle. "You're joking right?" he raised an eyebrow "no I'm not, what's wrong with that?" "everything is wrong with that, Kyle don't you get it, this is our week off, just us, the two of us. Exclusively for the Robertson twins, no other parties allowed, we made that promise to ourselves when we were five Kyle, and even when nanny would follow us because we were too young then, we would still find a way to get away from her and now you're asking me what is wrong with that? Kyle, everything is wrong with that" I kinda raised my voice when saying the last part and we got a few looks, but hey, who cares?
"Keira, like you said, when we were five and that's like forever ago. Besides, I don't know why you're making such a big deal out of it, Mei's just six and she really wants to come with us. Also, I've already promised her that I'm gonna take her on a trip and I wouldn't want to break it" He said with such a relaxed look that I felt like punching him in the face.
Here I was, shaking with anger and he just stood there with a cool look on his face as if everything was alright. "So, you'd prefer breaking a promise you made to me than breaking a promise you made to someone you've known for less than a week?" Unbelievable "I don't know why you're making such a fuss about it, but.." I didn't let him finish, who knows if it would only annoy me further "you know what, it's fine you can go on your little trip with Xiao Mei but I hope you'll make her your twin when you get back because there'll be no Keira to turn to" with that, I stormed out of the supermarket. When I got out, I dumped the game I'd bought and the tickets in the closest bin to the door.
Jasmine's POV.
I stepped out of the cafe at exactly 8:15 pm, you might ask me what I was doing there, well I got hungry and since I was already sitting in a cafe, I decided to order something, although I spent half the time staring at it and the other half playing with it, so well yeah, I got just a few morsels in my mouth. I stopped by the side of the road to wave down a cab when suddenly a wave of nausea hit me and I suddenly felt like losing my breakfast and my lunch to a nearby trash can. My feets became wobbly and my vision swam, I felt like I'll hit the ground if I moved an inch from where I stood, I only feel like this when danger is approaching, suddenly tensed, I looked up and that's when I saw them.
Tall, huge dudes with similar tattooes, black hoods and mean faces, about five of 'em (yep, you're gonna have an easy time picturing that) I did what any rational person would do in my situation, at least I tried to, immediately I took one step forward to run for it, I fell flat on my face. One of them took a step forward and held up a vial (any chance it's filled with perfume?) nope, I got my answer when he sprayed the contents and I...well, blacked out.
Kyle's POV.
After Keira walked out on me (more like stormed out) which I'm still wondering why by the way, I paid for what what I and Mei bought and headed out. "Kyle" Mei called and I looked down "I want to throw it away" she waved the chocolate wrapper she was holding, I looked around before sighting a bin by the door "you can throw it there" I pointed to it. I watched her walk to it and trash the wrapper, expecting her to come back immediately but then she paused and called out "Kyle, you might want to see this" and truly, I needed to see it to recover some of my senses.
The words: To My Beloved Twin, was written in Keira's beautiful cursive, on a package wrapped with brown paper. I took it to have a proper look and almost chocked when I saw what was in it. Wrapped inside the brown paper was a game I've been losing my mind over since it came out a week ago, I haven't been able to get it due to a few problems I got myself in (long story), I can't believe Keira would spend so much on me. I found the tickets she bought for our trip next to it and I smiled, trash everything out of anger, seems like just the thing my darling sister would do.
My smile faded when I realized how bad I've messed things up with her. I remember that day just like yesterday, Keira lying on a hospital bed with fractured bones due to an accident as a result of our parent's negligence (not until recently, our parents haven't always been the best, it's when we started getting older and they realized that don't have a personal relationship with us that they started caring and paying attention to the things we do and what was going on in our lives). What actually happened that night was that our parents took Keira to a business gathering one of their acquaintances invited them to (I wasn't able to go with them because I developed a cold the day before the event) and it's not until they pulled up on our driveway that they remembered that they actually took one of their children to the gathering. Keira was scared, and due to some childish instincts, (I mean, we were five) thought it was a good idea to stand by the road side to check for mom and dad. And just like that, she was hit by a Ferrari due to temporary brake fade.
That night all she did was cry on the hospital bed and when I couldn't take it anymore, I mean I couldn't just sit there and watch my sister cry, I say on the edge of her bed, held her hand and told her that it would never happen again, that she wouldn't have to be alone again, that any time she's scared I would be there to make her feel better. That was when we made a promise to always treat ourselves to a trip on our birthday, for a week, no more than a week, and no less than a week, to get away from everything and have fun. Although it took a lot of convincing and manipulation to get our parents to agree (don't ask how we did it) but we pulled it off anyway. That was the idea, a week dedicated to us, just us.
That must have been why she was so mad, damn, how could I have been so stupid. I have to make it right. I dialed her number but she ignored my call (naturally), you see, I and Keira have ways of understanding ourselves without using words, an example is knowing how mad she is by calling her. If we get into a fight and it's my fault, when I call Keira and she answers the first call, it she is not angry again and all I have to do is apologize and we'll be cool again, when I call her and she answers the second call, it means that I have to tease her a little before she forgives me, when I call Keira and she picks up on the third call, it means I have a lot of convincing to do, but when I call her thrice and she doesn't pick up at all, it's another way to say : man, you're in big trouble.
It was already late so I waved a cab over, took Mei home and I went to where I thought Keira would be.
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