"What do you mean you're not the only one?" He asked and leans forward, interested in what I have to say.
"I have a sister" I said.
"Okay, I guess we can get her-"
"You don't understand. She-she....she doesn't like me. She hates me in fact" I said.
"Why?" He asked.
"Because dad favored me most and he hardly gave attention to her" I respond.
My dad, John always looked at me as the best daughter and my sister, Sarah was always put one side although she had mom's full attention on her, she wanted dad's too but it never worked because I have most of my dad's features like I have his ginger hair and eyes or so that's what I was told.
I know my sister Sarah, she looks like mother. She has blonde hair with green eyes and attitude of a spoilt brat.
I remember that time when we'd play together she'd always take my toy's and scream at me if I tried to take it back and that's a another reason why father doesn't give her attention.
Did I mention that me and Sarah are twins? No? Well now you know.
"That sounds familiar" Dante says.
"It does?" I asked, looking at him.
"Yeah, I know how that feels" He responds.
"Anyway, who gave you that teddy bear?" He asked.
"My father gave it to me before he left" I answered.
"Everyone told me and Sarah that our mother had gone out and she'd return but it never happened but I know she won't return, I know she is dead" I said and tears fell down my face.
My tears blocked my ability to see properly and the next thing I felt was my body being pulled forward and placed on a soft surface.
Dante's POV
I gently wiped her tears away. I feel sorry for the poor kid, going through all of that alone and with her sister.
She almost immediately stopped crying and leaned against me.
I know how it feels to lose a mother but I just got blamed for her death, maybe it was my fault, maybe it wasnt.
I looked on my desk at the last picture I have of my mother and memories began to fill in my head, all the good times and all the bad times.
Even that time, me and Vergil were fighting and we ended up stabbing each other in the eyes. Vergil stabbed both my eyes and I could get him left eye then we realized how stupid it was and went to our mother, of course she helped us then made us sandwiches like nothing happened.
Those were the best days of my life.
