CRACK
I grunted in pain as I rammed my fist into the stone wall again.
I was pissed. I was…. Beyond pissed! Never felt so mad. So angry about something like this before! I can't have a sister! She's not my sister. My mother never had another child. She was crazy enough with just me wanting to kill her! Why was everyone so interested in her? How did Christine or whatever her name was know that Christa used to be called "White Rose"? Maybe she's a stalker?
I just couldn't think straight!
"Subaru." I turn around to where the voice was and saw my eldest brother Shuu leaning against the bench.
"The hell you want?" I turn my back to him as I question him.
"You should calm down." Shuu calmly states.
"Hah! In what ways will I be able to calm down?"
"Maybe you should just hear her out."
"Her little innocent ass is lying." I say in a low voice.
Shuu sat in silence before speaking. "White Rose? Wasn't Christa named "White Rose" because she was very beautiful?" I stood next to the rose bushes quietly as he slowly spoke to me. "How many people knew she was called that besides the people that did name her that?"
I didn't answer him. I just stood there, staring at the white roses. Extending my hand out, I gently picked up the bloomed rose and brought it up to my nose. I smelt nothing. The white rose had no sweet nor bitter to it. Then clenching my fist again, the rose crumples in my hand and I drop it to the pavement below me. Walking back next to my brother, I sat down and stare at the night sky; not even shining with stars yet.
"She's your sister." He finally states, making me look back at him and growl.
"And how do you know?"
Shuu doesn't bother to look at me, just at the dark sky above us. "I know her back story. If you want to find out the truth; talk to her yourself."
"Pfft. Not a chance. I'm never seeing her face here ever again." I shake my head and look up at Shuu.
His face shows no expression and he still looked up at the starless sky. He is the only brother I have ever gotten along with. All the other big brothers I just wanted to start a fight with. But with Shuu, he keeps himself neutral and can easily calm my nerves.
"Why do you not believe that Christina couldn't be your long lost sister?" Shuu asks me out of the silence.
"If Christa would have been pregnant then I would have known. All of us would have known."
"What about the part that she looks like you?"
"She could have dyed her hair and used contacts."
"Nope." He simply answers without any further explanation.
"She isn't like me at all. Her personality; it was as if she was Yui the first time she came here but she didn't run." My mouth kept spilling out excuses but Shuu just looks at me as if he is gonna make me do something I don't want to do.
"You don't know it but she is just like you." I shake my head in disgust and look over my shoulder.
Looking back, I saw Yui and Christina walking side by side with each other and in deep discussion. Christina has some kind of funky style of clothing. On the top half she wore a white, spaghetti strap tank top with a dark red bra able to be seen through it, then with a thin leather biker jacket on top of it all. Her bottom half is the weird part. One of her pant legs seemed to have been torn off mid-thigh while the other is a quick slip on. She also wore black dress boots that went up to her mid calf.
"Why is she still here?" I ask.
"Ask her yourself." Shuu then disappears, leaving me behind till the two girls vanish into the darkness of the halls.
I stood up and walk a distance into the rose garden and away from the mansion. Looking up at the distant moon, I sighed in frustration of the situation that went on today. Taking out the silver knife Christa has given to me to use to kill her, I stare at it with a blank expression on my face. Without thinking; I raised my arm above my head and swiftly split a rose in two and making the petals fall. Narrowing my eyes at the falling rose petals, I threw the knife a distance away from me onto the pavement before disappearing without another step to track.
"She can't and won't be my sister."
