Glory stared in horror.
Scarlet knew Zac? What the hell?
She gazed at her ex-foster sister. Her mouth was opened in astonishment, as if she had heard a ghost. Sweat dropped down her honey-coloured skin, her hair roughly hanging down to her chin. Her fists were clenched, and the blindfold seemed sort of wet, as if the girl had been crying.
But again, how did she know Zac?
Glory turned towards Zac. He stood behind Scarlet, his face tight. Glory slowly paddled towards him. Glory noticed how Scarlet's fingers were trembling when Glory crossed her.
"Zac, can I know...-"
Zac responded with an irritated glare. "No you cannot. Please." He shook his bead hard and then went out of the barn, taking furious steps.

What the hell?

"Glory? Is this you?" Glory jumped, startled. That was Scarlet's voice.
And fir the first time, Glory noticed no one was in the room except the two.
"Glory I know this is you! Why did you do this to me!" She whined.
BecauseI had to. Because there was no other way.
"Glory? I know you are here! Answer me!"
Glory slightly opened her mouth, in the search of words. What should she say? That she was felt unimportant? That she was a girl of no importance? And the greed of shelter had over shadowed her?
Glory felt her heart take a somersault.
She was thinking about it for the first time.
She had done it for pleasure, in greed. God.

"Glory?"
Glory rubbed her eyes immediately, as if stopping the tears that would flow any moment. She was nothing but a mere greedy killer. She was a killer. She had helped someone kill her Foster Dad. Who cared if he aborted her? She deserved it. And, that definitely didn't mean she started off with serial killers.
She looked at Scarlet. She could not do it anymore. She could nit let her sister suffer any more. Were all those old days not worthy enough? Those times when the two of them went to Tiffany's or to the King James Mall, playing with all those cute guys? What about all those parties the two used to organise?
She really, really could not do it.
"Glory! Answer me!"
Glory moved towards Scarlet. Her hand went over to her hair, and back to the knot of the black stripe that covered her eyes. Glory slowly started to undo all the knots. She noticed how Scarlet's mouth widened as she took away the blind fold, revealing Scarlet's hazel eyes.
"I'm, I'm sorry Scar." She managed through the hiccups.
"I'm sorry too." Scarlet mumbled. "Can you please undo my hands too?"
"Oh." Glory said, cursing herself for the stupidity. Once she was done with the ropes, Scarlet leapt up and hugged Glory.
It just felt right. Just the way sisters were supposed to be. "I'm really sorry Scar. I should never have helped them."
Scarlet furrowed her brows, and let air escape her cords. "No. You did the right thing. I'm the one who should be sorry. I shouldn't have erased you from my life."
Glory shook her head, biting her tongue to stop her tears. "We killed Dad Scar."
Scarlet's expression turned rigid. Glory felt ashamed than ever.
Scarlet let go of the hug and stepped back. "You know what? Do you think he ever loved us?"
Right. Dad had never actually loved them. All he had ever wanted from them was anything he could boast about.
"He didn't love us Glo. Zac did the right thing."
Zac. Again, how did she know Zac? She wanted to ask, but again, Zac didn't want her to know.

"Glory, what the hell?!"

Glory and Scarlet turned around to find Zac standing in the door way, anger painted all over his profile.