Its midnight in Yokohama, Japan.
My glass is empty. I signalled the bartender, he swiftly refills my glass with wine. As I take another sip I hear the door opening. A man comes into the bar, looks mid thirties, and poor.
"One beer", he says to the bartender, the bartender goes to make a beer.
He notices me. "Hey girl, aren't you a little too young to be drinking?" He asks; I dont answer. "Dont ignore me, I'll tell the police." I shot him an annoyed look. "Who cares? I can afford it." I answered.
He looked bothered. "Its not about the money, it's about you being underage."
The bartender comes back with a beer, I ignored the poor man and finish my drink. I pay the bartender and leave. The poor man tells me the wait, I ignore him again.
As I exit, a little tipsy; the poor man follows me, while yelling. "Hey girl! Your not going out into this sketchy place alone! Are you crazy!?" He holds my arm tightly. I get irritated, I was about to yell at him until a woman rushed in front of me.
As I look closely shes holding a gun. "Dont touch her." She says as she points the gun at the man. He runs away in fear, I dont think he payed the bartender. I start to lose my balance and the woman in front of me catches me; as I look closer it's my twin sister. (That I hate.)
I groan, "Ugh. I hate looking at your face." I say, "We have the same face, dear." She says looking disappointed. I hated the fact that we were identical twins. The rest of the night is a blur.
The next morning
I awake in my luxurious bed, where my maid was, "Goodmorning Ai" "Goodmorning miss" she replies, "I prepared breakfast, and I made you tea and medicine incase you were feeling hungover." She says, I signalled her to go away, she quietly goes out the room, bowing to me before closing the door.
I get up and walk to the table, stumbling. When I arrived, there was a appetizing breakfast, and tea, beside the table was a grand window with a beautiful view. I sit down and slowly eat my breakfast. I look at the medicine, I take and swallow it; "it tastes bitter.." I mumbled.
I hear a knock, the door opens, Its my twin sister. She had blood all over her, it ruins my appetite. "What happened to you?" I ask with a displeased look. "I killed it." She grins mischievously, only to be met with a confused look; "What?" I ask. "The rat from yesterday, It touched you, and I couldn't forgive it for that, so I killed it."
I pick up my cup of tea and look at my unfinished breakfast; my twin sister walks towards me while rambling, "Rats are not deserving of feeling your beautiful skin, it's like a rat touching a divine being." I'm already full of her nonsense. I shot her an annoyed look, she took the hint and goes out my room, smiling while closing the door.
I hate her. But shes the only one I have. I rarely see my parents, before we were born, they formed a group, much like the mafia. When they found out they were having us, my parents were worried for our safety, so when we were born they sent us away into a mansion far away, we had maids to take care and raise us.
I look out the view while taking a sip of my tea.
I wish I had a normal family.
