Did you know the difference between a selfish person and a selfless person?
Well, I've been deceived.
I thought that It's just my kindness that cost my heart aches...
But,
My sister is the main reason why I am hurting so bad.
I love my sister.
I love my twin.
It's hurt knowing that the person whom you cherish, backstabbing you.
Yet, I let her.
I let her brainwashed all people that surrounds us. Because I know that I cannot defend myself even I can.
I am Nicole Ashanti Zamora and this is my story.
A pointed nose, thick eyebrows, thin red lips, captivating blue eyes, long black hair, white skin, has body curves, tall and almost look like a doll. I am currently looking at the person in front of me. She is five minutes older than me, my identical twin sister.
"Do I look good on my dress?" She turned around and wanting to show off her beautiful slit long dress. I heard that they will attend a birthday party celebration. My mother wants my twin to bring her there instead of me. I did not oppose because I don't want either to go on such parties.
I smiled at her. I nodded my head and looked at her with my big eyes as I am surprised to see how good looking she is.
"You look good, Eliza. You are stunning. Enjoy the party alright?" I softly said and hugs her. She did not hugs me back. Instead, she pushed me a bit.
"Can you please move? I am sorry. I am afraid that my dress will be ruined." She said wrying while she is adjusting her dress like I did tangled it.
"Oh Goodness Nicole Ashanti! What did you do to your sister's dress?" My mother asked while looking at me murderous. I gulped many times because of that. I don't want to make her angry more so I did not talk. I am looking at my sister who looks guilty but does not even trying to defend me.
"Are you not gonna answer my question? Oh my goodness Nicole Ashanti! You are making my blood boiled! Get inside of your room and don't go out!" She shouted in front of my face. My mother's words is always making my heart cries. I turned around and walk away from the hall way.
I stepped inside of my room. The windows are closed and covered by dark-colored curtains. I pressed the on-switch which is located at the wall near the door and let the light spread inside of my room. I continued walking until I could sit on the edge of the bed. I wonder why does my mom always wanted me to hide from the crowd? Its not that I am a disgrace in the family though. I did not even do something bad in my whole life. I lay down on the bed thinking on what should I do.
Moments later, I decided to get up from bed and reach for my sketchpad. Instead of sleeping, I'll just draw. An idea came up on my head, what if I will become a famous painter someday? What am I gonna paint? Uhm... A girl wearing a golden masquerade while her lips is slightly parted. I made the background as her shadow. When you stare at it, I just draw something looks like a girl that can captivate any man she desires. It's like a whip drawing. After an hour of making it done, I hide it inside of my drawer. But before I could closed my drawer, a knock on the door stops me. I stand up and walks toward the door. I open it. I smiled when my father welcomes me with a hug.
"Where are your mother and sister? They are not here again?" My father asked me. I break the hug and let him enter my room. I closed the door.
"Yes dad. They went on someone's party." I said smiling.
"Why did you not go with them? You are making yourself loner. Bond with them some other time okay?" He softly look at me. I nodded my head even though I don't know if there will comes a time that I could bond with mom.
My father went closer to me and kissed my forehead.
"I have an abroad deal. It's business matter, my daughter. Take good care of yourself and your twin okay?"
"Yes dad. I will." I replied to him. Before he could say goodbye to me, his phone rang and that's the time when he excuses his self. I sighs heavily. They are very busy while I am here, inside of my room, lonely and no one to talk to. I look at the close window and decided to let the light coming from the moon to spread inside of my room. I sat near the window. I look up on the dark sky.
There are no stars you could see. It's far different from the other night. The half moon could only be seen. I felt like I am like the moon, lonely at the four corner dark room even though I could switch on the chandelier, I still felt like I am inside of the dark room. It is very silent. Only my hard breathings, I can hear as of the moment. While looking at the sky, I suddenly felt sad.
Moments later, my phone vibrates. I even forgot that I have my phone on my pocket. I picked it up and see who is calling.
Eliza Calling...
My sister is calling me. I answered it without having second thoughts.
"Gosh Nicole! I need you please? Uhm it's urgent! Come over here at the San Diego's Empire! Hurry up!" I heard her say and ended up the call.
I hurriedly went on my cabinet where my formal clothes are in and find a dress. A long evening dress that perfectly fit my body, I am aware of my curves but I just shrugged it off. I made my long black hair in a messy bun. I put a lip gloss and made some light make up on my face. I search for my stiletto and when I find it, I let my feet wear it. I reach for my sling bag and put my phone inside of it.
When I am ready and done, I went out from my room. One maid blocks my way.
"I am sorry ma'am. You are not allowed to go outside." She politely said but I smiled at her.
"My sister needs me. Please let me go out? I want to help her." I said softly while looking at her eyes begging. She bowed down and let me walk freely.
There is one car left at the garage. I open the door of it. I get inside.
I am already at the venue where my twin told me to go. I picked up my phone and dialled her number. After three rings, she finally answered. "Nicole! Where are you? You are running late! Oh, my goodness! Please make haste! Do not stroll through the event's passageway. Some people may mistake you for me." She exaggeratedly said. My phone is on my right ear and I know what she means by what she said. She don't want me to be seen. What she's trying to imply has hurt me but I ignore it. "I am here at the back door. Can you please come over here?" I suggested to her. She sighs in the other background. "I will be there in a second. Wait for me. As much as possible hide yourself if someone is going there. Ok?" She spoke as if she were a boss. I nodded my head even she cannot see my reaction. She ended the call. What did I even go here? Of course my twin needs me that is why. I took a firm stance and didn't care if anyone was here. I don't want to bother anyone with my personal issues si
The birthday celebrant entered the backstage area where Eliza was while Nicole Ashanti departed the venue. She was even taken aback by the man who stood firmly in front of her. Eliza flushed when she noticed the man staring at her."Happy birthday!" Eliza stated emphatically. The man did not say anything, but he was staring at Eliza, which made the situation awkward for her. "Are you the one that sang a while ago?" He asked. Eliza can't help but swallow her nerves. Her heart was racing and there was nothing she could do about it. The man in front of her is very handsome. She blinked several times before offering her hand for a handshake."Elizabeth Zamora is my name. What's your given name?" She inquired, her smile directed towards the man in front of her."My name is Zamiel." He introduced himself quietly, his hands in his pockets. For me, he appears to be a model. Eliza smiled at him sweetly."Let's go to the venue now, shall we? I believe my mother is expecting you." Zamiel gree
I went straight to the nearest coffee shop after leaving the venue. I don't have a Friend or a companion. I only have myself and my twin to begin with. But I'm alone because she's at the party. As I walk in, a few people gaze at me with envy in their eyes. I don't have enough self-assurance, which is why I smiled sheepishly. I'm a shy person. I'm not sure why they're staring at me like that, but I'm just focused on getting to my destination and finding a seat. I'm close to the glass wall. Every person that enters this establishment is visible to my eyes. I've already had a cup of coffee. Moments later, I saw my twin arrive and she was with someone while I was enjoying my coffee. Shit! I don't want anyone to know I'm here! I abruptly get up from my seat and proceed to the restroom. I examine myself in the mirror. Why should I hide in the first place? To begin with, I am not a criminal. Before heading out to the restroom, I gave a quick peek to scan my face. I accidently bumped into so
My mother used to tell me how lovely I was. She always made sure that my hair was pulled back into a tidy ponytail.She used to tell me that I should live my life to the fullest.Look at me now...Am I relieved that She also told me not to leave the house because of my twin? Yes, of course! Nicole Ashanti is my name, the great follower. That is something I am capable of. That's something I always do. I've returned to my room. I'm staring at my sketch with rapt attention. This has been my medicine for the past months that I've been here. The door opens while I'm busy gazing at my sketch. When I look at who it is, I smiled. My twin sister entered my room. She approaches me with a curious expression on her face. She examines my drawing. Her face gradually brightens. She gave me a beautiful smile."Can I have your sketch, twin? It's lovely, and I'd like to hang it in my room," she said. I showed her all of my sketches."It's fine with me, You may have it," I responded, smiling. Her eye
I wanted to close my eyes since I couldn't take my gaze away from him after I first landed on him. I desperately wanted to just turn away since I can sense his presence right now. The hot, beautiful man who made my heart race. I can feel my heartbeat, and I must say that the way it is beating is not natural, and this is the first time it has happened to me. He approached the table and went straight to his parents, kissing his mother on both cheeks. I'm curious how it would feel to be kissed by him. Oh my God, what am I thinking? Because the man's eyes darted to mine, I quickly averted my glance. My mouth, which had been hanging open for a long, has finally closed. "Since our heir is already here, let me introduce you, son," his mother said. "So everyone, this is Zamiel, and he is only our child. Zamiel, these are the twins, Elizabeth, and of course the lovely lady who is Nicole Ashanti." He then sat down after pulling out a chair. He sat just in front of my view. That is to say, it mak
"Mom, I told you she did it on purpose; she showed up yesterday to get attention; I like Zamiel, mom, and Nicole is diverting his attention away from me," Elizabeth explained. I hide behind a nearby door. I was meant to go into my father's office, but I just discovered this. My twin is yelling as though I've done something he can't forgive. Should I be pleased with it? I sighs. Should I simply ignore them? My twin is mentally challenged, and I understand her. I must comprehend her. She has trouble controlling her emotions, which includes her thinking. But I restrain myself from hearing what my mother has to say. This is eavesdropping, and I don't want you to get penalized again for something so little. We've reached legal age, and I don't want to do anything I'll come to regret later. I chose to walk away and turn around. I'm not looking for a fight. I want to be at ease. Goodness. I leave them and proceed to my father's office. He is not here, and I am aware that he is really busy wi
I didn't get any rest. Despite the fact that my eyes are heavy with sleep, I have opted to retire. The call I received last night has completely disturbed me. Should I just pretend it never happened? I look around, but it appears that not even the maid is around."We're steadily dwindling... The bank is slipping from my grasp, and I'm at a loss for what to do," a familiar voice stated. I went with my gut instincts. I tracked down the source of the voice. I come to a halt and notice that the voice came from my mother, who is now buried; it appears that she forgot to close the door. I take a step forward, eager to learn more. Who is on the other end of the line? "No, don't do that. He might do something because of you, and I don't want to be caught," my mother said to the other line. "Stop bothering me for a while, and I'll take care of it." I hurriedly walked away, but in my haste, the vase that I had passed by fell to the ground and broke. Oh, my goodness! In frustration, I closed my
You don't even have the mental capacity to decide what you're going to do?" my mother exclaimed. I'm looking down at my feet. I'm unable to look at her. I'm terrified. I was close... Despite the fact that I was on the verge of death, I am still in my room. As soon as she received the news, my mother exclaimed to me. I wanted to speak up and tell her what had happened, but she seemed skeptical. How was I going to defend myself? Tears will not spontaneously appear in my eyes now. I'm exhausted. My body is exhausted."You can't talk because I'm right! You just want our attention and you didn't even think about how we'll react when we hear the news about you!" she said again, causing me to close my eyes. "Mom, please stop it. Nicole is bleeding; do I need to call for a doctor?" my twin sister pleaded softly. I look down at my foot since I'm instantly in pain there."No, dear, don't worry about it; this is her punishment for going out in this mansion!" my mother yelled angrily. I noticed