Her Perfect Half

Chapter eight

I hate how right he is right now. I don't have anybody to drive me. I'm not old enough to drive, and I'm 15, so the option of a taxi driver is basically non-existent. 'Fine. I'll go with you.'

He gently grabbed my hand and took me to the elevator. He pressed the button, and down we went. We were now standing in front of his Rolls Royce. He opened my door for me, and I got inside.

He started driving, and in no time, we were in front of the restaurant. He again opened the door for me. What a gentleman, am I right?  How sad his brother wants me dead.

As we got in, I felt eyes on me. My brother. Fuck. I completely forgot that he was here. He came to me, grabbed me with all his force, and made me sit beside him. One thing I know I'm not getting out of his eyesight today.

Well, that's a great thing for me. Nicolas was furious. Throughout the whole night, he glared at Maximo. He did not like that. Can this night get any worse?Lord, save me.

A slow song came on. 'Do you want a dance?' Nicolas asks me. I'm surprised. 'Yeah, that sounds good.' I smile warmly at him. And to my surprise, he smiles back?! We were dancing on the dance floor.

I felt like it was just me and him. And nobody else. For some reason, I got the courage to ask him. 'Why are you so strict with me? Why do I have to be in the mafia and not Siena? Why do you always treat us differently? Sometimes,  I feel like you love her more than me.'

He couldn't look me in the eyes. I'm confused. 'We love you Kiarra. It's just that-' He stopped. Just what? 'When mom was pregnant, we thought we were going to have another boy, but when we found out that mom was having twins. We got excited thinking we'd finally have a girl.'

He paused. Ugh, stop cutting yourself off. I'm impatient. 'The doctor said that mom was expecting one boy and one girl, but the day she had you two, we were surprised that we had twin girls. Dad was disappointed, and nobody knew why.'

'But why did he pick me and not my sister?' Confucian all over my voice. 'Well, you were the bigger twin. And you were always above your sister. Dad saw that you would be a great addition to the mafia, so you started training.'

Now. I understand. Kind of. The song ended, the lights went on, and we got back to our seats. All my life, I thought my family didn't love me. And it turns out my father doesn't like me. For some reason, that made me sad and angry.

I stopped showing my emotions because I thought that was just the way it was supposed to be. And he, my own father, just decided out of the blue to be like: Oh, yeah, since Kiarra is the bigger twin, let's make her life hell.

That's not fair. That just made me resist my sister more. I hate her. I don't want to live with her, but I don't have a choice. Ugh, I stormed off. I went to the garden. I couldn't take it anymore. It's too much.

I wanted to scream and cry, but I was taught that screaming and crying is a sign of weakness. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. 'Are you okay?' A very familiar male voice said. 'I- I don't know.' I looked at him.

'Do you want to talk? The party was boring without you.' He wrapped his hand over my shoulder protectively. I stayed silent. I didn't know what to say. It's the first time somebody has ever asked me that.

'Hey, quick question. Who is the guy who keeps staring at me like I just killed his whole family?' I giggled. 'That guy is my brother. And I came here with you so that made him hate you. At least I think that.'

'It's the first time he ever does something like that.' He looked at me. 'Well, I don't know what to say anymore.' We both laughed. I feel so happy with him when he is not being an annoying jerk, of course.

'Do you want me to take you somewhere special?' His deep voice echoed through my ears. 'I don't know. Would you try to kill me?' I laughed, but he just got serious. Did I mess it up? 'No, I won't kill you. I never will. My brother tried to kill you. And he got what he  deserved.'

'Then yes, I want to go somewhere special with you.' I smiled. I'm sure my eyes are glowing. Ugh, he makes me feel so good. 'Then follow me, mi vida.' And we were off like that.

Now, is it a dumb idea to follow a guy that I met two days ago? Yes. Did his brother try to kill me? Also, yes. But do I like him? Yes. So it's worth the shot. The worst thing that can happen is him kidnapping me. But he wouldn't do that, right?