Chapter Two


    "Deal," Danie agreed without arguing. She knew undoubtedly that after tonight, everything about


    them was going to change either for good or worse. She sat down and enjoyed her muffins with milk


    while Danica sucked in the sce of silence. She couldn''t foresee what her first day in the pub would


    be like and she felt as if she had just made a deal with the devil himself in the bid to win her twin over.


    Night came and Danica almost cried when she saw her reflection in the mirror. Her long brte hair


    had been trimmed to her shoulder and curled. She wore a dress that did not reach her knee and


    couldn''t take a step.


    Her eyes watered when Danie applied the mascara and her red lipstick matched her red dress


    perfectly. Danica couldn''t recognize herself in the mirror. For the first time, she looked identical to


    Danie. In times past, it was very easy to differentiate between them, just by their styles of dressing.


    At this point in time, Danica felt that even their parents wouldn''t be able to tell the difference, should


    theye out of their graves.


    Feeling like a fish out of water, barely able to breathe, and feeling suffocated for having never won a


    dress this short and tight in her entire life, Danica''s final resort was misery.


    "You look hot. I never knew you had such great figures, always hiding them under those grandma


    dresses; So pathetic," Daniemented, before putting on her dress.


    Danica didn''t want to speak initially but suddenly found it necessary. "It''s too tight. I can hardly


    breathe," she said. Difort sounded in her tone, as she could barely sit on her small bed.


    "Stop exaggerating, Danica, ain''t I wearing the same dress?" Danie sounded irritated.


    "Must we really go? I don''t feelfortable in this," Danica continued toin.


    "A Promise is a promise, a deal, a deal. We had an agreement, remember? Danie rhetorically said,


    touching up on her makeup and putting on her stilettos. The pair entered a cab and Danica''s constant


    prayer was ''God have mercy on me.''


    They reached the pub and Danica''s eardrum almost fell out from the loud music. She felt


    ufortable the whole time she walked painfully with Danie through the crowd of couples dancing,


    drinking, and chatting with loud voices filled with excitement.


    She only felt a slight relief after Danie took her to a chair and disappeared into the crowd. The lights


    in the pub weren''t bright enough for her to see much. She clung to the hem of her dress, pulling it to


    cover her exposed thighs without meaningful sess.


    Nervousness invaded her like a gue when pairs of eyes were focussed on her, both male and


    female. It was hard to tell whether she was being admired or ridiculed. Her spirit almost left her body


    when a man approached the table she sat, making himselffortable without her consent.


    Danica was stiff with distress. "So, Danie, we meet again," the guy said. He wore a round earring on


    his left ear with tattoos covering his whole shoulder. He was only wearing a tank top with denim jeans.


    Danica''s distress increased, merely by the man''s appearance. She was lost for words.


    There was no doubt that the guy mistook her for her sister and not knowing the rtionship between


    them, she didn''t know whether to tell him or just hold back and ignore him. But the guy seemed


    infuriated by her silence.


    "Are you going to pretend now? Where is my fucking money, Danie?" Danica might not know much


    about these kinds of people but she could perceive that her sister had messed with this guy.


    "I am not Dan-" Before shepleted her sentence, she saw Danie talking to a few men. "Th..at''s


    Dan..ie," She stammered timidly. The guy frowned, turning his head to meet Danie''s gaze, before


    looking at Danica again. "You''re twins?"


    "Yes," Danica said, not even hearing herself, thanks to the loud music but the man did not seem to care


    anyway. His attention was diverted. Danica wasn''tfortable with the alcohol breath expelled from


    the man in front of her. All she wanted was to be as far from him as possible.


    After exchanging nces with the man, Danie returned to Danica''s table with drinks. As soon as she


    settled the drinks on the table, she tugged the man to a corner. Sometimeter, she came back to meet


    the drinks untouched, instantly feeling irritated.


    "You haven''t touched your drink?" She asked Danica, who appeared dumbfounded before she


    responded with ace of disgust in her tone.


    "I can''t drink that."


    Danie was raged and yelled, her loud voice not having the needed attention due to the loud misc.


    "Take a good look at this ce Danica. It''s a pub and not a church. I can''t take care of you if you


    continue to behave like a worm. Here, drink this," she said, holding the cocktail ss towards Danica.


    Danica took the drink with shaky hands and brought it to her lips. She was met with a strong


    ufortable smell. When the drink touched her tongue, it burnt her throat. "Prrrrh." She spitted on


    the floor. "What is that?"


    Danie''s anger aggravated. "Danica, this is notmunion wine. It''s martini. Drink it up." Danie


    forced the drink down Danica''s throat before thetter could reject it.


    She swallowed the drink in one gulp and felt her throat burn, her stomach wretched and she was


    disgusted and slightly drowsy. Danie handed her another ss and this time, Danie firmly spoke


    her mind.


    "No, get me coca-c or water. I won''t drink that shit anymore."N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    "We don''t have soft drinks here," Danie responded indifferently.


    "Fine. So I''ll just wait around till you are ready to go." Danica said inly, with the hope that Danie


    will just take her home.


    "We just got here and the party hasn''t even started," Danie replied, crushing Danica''s little hope but


    Danica did not give up.


    "I don''t feelfortable. I want to go home," she nagged.


    Danie saw Justice approach the table and a frown disfigured her face. "I''ll be right back," she said to


    Danica before maneuvering through the crowd of obsessed dancing couples to meet Justice halfway.


    "You did well. Mr. Somo likes her already. She looks pure and innocent," Justice said as soon as


    Danie drew close to him. She wasn''t surprised by his words. There were CCTV cameras


    everywhere.


    "There is also a problem. She won''t take alcohol and she wants a soft drink. She isn''t willing toply


    so I intend to get her drunk," Danie said coyly to Justice.


    "I will get you a soft drink from Mr. Somo''s office and also with something that would make her


    sumb to our demand," he smirked and turned away. Danie followed him and returned to Danica''s


    table with a ss of juice.


    "Thank you," Danica said excitedly, gulping down the fruit juice at once. She was extremely thirsty.


    Regardless, it wasn''t long before her difort from the previous drink increased, instead of


    decreasing by the fruit juice. She felt hot and sweaty, slightly dizzy, and wanted to take off her clothes


    to feelfortable. From her behavior, Danie realized the drug was working and called Justices''


    men.


    Danica sensed her head spin and everything in slow motion. She couldn''t rte to what was


    happening to her. Suddenly, two pairs of hands lifted her from the chair. She wanted to fight the owner


    of the hands and free herself but she was too weak. Before she knew it, everything turned blurry till it


    eventually became dark.