HANDS OF THE TWO DEVILS

8

You couldn't sleep the night. You were like scared that the door might open and Rosé will enter the room. You were thinking a lot making you sweat so much. Damn it, why does it have to be her?

You gotta be the unluckiest person alive.

You hesitate whether to go downstairs to drink water or try to sleep it. You think for a moment and decide to get off the bed. You walked to the door, opening it slowly and peak outside. Lisa said that her room is opposite of your room.

You close the door and take deep breaths. "Wait, why am I scared of her? She should be the one to be scared, if mother finds out that she's my bully then— ugh, whatever. I should be scared when I'm at school."

You opened the door and stepped out of your room. You walked down the stairs, the place was silent. Just like the house you and your mother used to live in but the difference is this place is big, like living in a luxury house.

You tried to find the kitchen since you didn't get to take a look around the mansion. After you find the kitchen, you take a glass and grab water on the refrigerator. You pour the water on the glass and drink it.

You sighed. "That feels good now."

You walked to the living room, holding the glass in your hand. You looked around the living room but something caught your attention. A picture frame with Lisa and Rosé. "And it must be their parents."

You frowned as you stared at the woman in the picture. "I think I've seen you before but I don't remember.." You whispered and tried to remember her.

-

"TELL YOUR SO CALLED WIFE THAT WE ARE MARRIED! COME ON! LET YOUR DAUGHTER HEAR IT TOO!" A woman yelled. You were hiding in your room, you could hear your mother crying.

You open the door and see the woman cupping your father's face while he's in his knees. Your mother on the other hand, on the floor crying as she tries to stop the bleeding in her stomach.

You watched in horror as the woman turned her head to you. You gasped, shaking as she walked towards you. "Ah, you must be his daughter." She chuckles.

"I must be seeing the future. You are a pretty, little girl." She smiles as she also cupped your face with her bloody hand. You gulped. You couldn't move because of fear.

"G-Get away from her!" Your mother shouted.

"Go now, little one. Adults need to talk."

-

"Hey there, watcha looking at?" A hand shocks you causing you to drop the glass on the floor. You looked at the person and it was Lisa. "Oh shit, I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I'll clean that up, don't touch those." She runs to grab a broom.

You fell to the floor, your head aching in pain after remembering that traumatic experience that you've had when you were little. Lisa comes back with a broom and a dustpan, and she cleans it up quickly.

"Hey, hey, are you alright?" She helps you stand up and sit on the couch. "Wait, I'll go grab water." She runs to the kitchen to do that. You were still holding your head as you waited for Lisa to return. Your head is still in pain.

That woman is their mother.

Lisa came back with a glass of water in her hand. She placed it on the coffee table and sits next to you. "Are you okay? I didn't mean to scare you, you know. I-I didn't know you were holding a glass." She strokes your back.

You take deep breaths and looked at her. "I'm— It's alright. Just don't scare people like that." You smiled.

She sighed in relief. "Here, water." She grabs the glass of water. You grab it and try not to drop it again. "Are you sure that you're alright? I saw your face while looking at our photo." You take a sip of the water and nod.

"Yeah, I'm alright. Just.. Just a little shock. That's all—"

"The fuck was that sound? It interrupts my beautiful sleep." Rosé walks down the stairs with an angry frown.

Then she sees you and Lisa. "Ah, so that was you." She laughs. "Uhm unnie, she—" "Shut it, Lisa. I know her and she does stupid things." Rosé glares at you and points a finger at you.

"I wish you weren't my fucking sister."