Twisted Fate of the Knight

Claire Walker alighted the cab and she stared at the gigantic mansion before her. She thought to herself if she could ever live in a place as big in her life. But she just smiled, walking past the men in black suits who guarded certain angles of the mansion. She arrived at the door and rang the doorbell.

She waited a while before the door opened, revealing a maid.

" Miss Claire. Do come in. " The woman said, paving way for her and Claire stepped in. She halted when they arrived at the large living room.

" Miss Josie is waiting for you in her room. " The maid said.

" Thanks. " Claire murmured and the lady turned her back towards her, strolling into the kitchen.

Claire ascended the long stairs and when she arrived at the hallway, she started across the alley, walking past numerous rooms. She finally halted at a door and she placed a gentle knock on it.

" Who is it? " A feminine voice inquired.

" It's Claire, Miss Arrington. " Claire answered, pressing her ear to the door to listen for a response but nothing but silence met her and suddenly, the door opened, revealing a young, beautiful woman who smiled.

" Claire. Please come in. " The woman said and Claire walked into the room.

" How are you? " The woman asked, shutting the door.

" I am fine, miss. " Claire replied.

" I always tell you it's Josie. " The woman said and Claire bites her lip.

" Anyways. I have been waiting. What took you so long? " Josie asked, walking to the mirror and sitting on the chair.

" I am sorry miss-. "

" Josie. " Claire quickly corrected herself.

Josie smiled, picking up the comb on the table as she passed it to Claire who immediately received it as she began to comb Josie's hair.

Claire stared into the mirror, watching Josie whose eyes were closed and she felt as if she was staring at a fine replica of herself.

It's funny enough how her employer, Josie Arrington shared so much resemblance with her, yet they weren't related.

" I noticed the house was silent. Are your parents not around? " Claire asked.

" No. They won't be back until tomorrow. " Josie responded and Claire nodded.

" Claire? " Josie called.

" Yes? " Claire responded as Josie snapped her eyes open.

" Do you ever wonder why we look so much alike? " Josie questioned and Claire moved her mouth to talk but she was lost for words as the question was pretty unexpected.

Yes, she had thought about it. But the only thing Claire frequently wondered of is if she will ever get to live such a luxurious and wealthy life like Josie's just because they looked so much alike.

" Yes. I have but I really don't think there is any significant reason. " Claire finally responded.

" I think there is. " Josie said.

" You do? "

" Yes. " Josie responded.

" I don't know what it is but I just know there is a reason. " Josie said and Claire said nothing, dropping the comb when she finished.

" I should get to my duties. " She added and Josie nodded, walking out of the room.

She began to clean each room in the house, except for Mr and Mrs Arrington's. For some reasons best known to them, they didn't like her as much as Josie does and Claire wondered if it was because she shared the same looks with their daughter, yet she was nothing but an orphan.

It was until late afternoon before Claire finally finished with her chores and she returned to Josie's room.

" I just wanted to inform you that I am leaving. " Claire said and Josie raised her gaze from her laptop which she was working on.

" Oh… wait. " Josie said, standing up and she moved to the wardrobe. She brought out an onion coloured gown.

" What do you think? " Josie asked, showing the dress to Claire.

" I think it's very beautiful. " Claire responded.

" And I am sure it would look very amazing on you. " Josie said.

" What do you mean? " Claire questioned, her brows raised in confusion.

" You are aware I am getting married in two days, right? "

" Yes. " Claire responded.

" Well, I want you… to be my bridesmaid. " Josie said.

" What? No. I… I can't. " Claire said.

" You can. I can think of anyone else to ask. " Josie said and Claire stared at the dress, tongue-tied.

" I can't accept this. It must cost a lot. "

" Yes. It does and I want you to wear it to my wedding as my bridesmaid. "

" But what about your parents? I don't think they would entertain the idea of a commoner like me attending such an important business. "

" I can handle my parents. And you are not a commoner. You are my friend. So the question is… will you be my bridesmaid? " Josie asked and Claire inhaled sharply.

" I will be happy to. " Claire said and Josie smiled, wrapping up the dress and she put it in a bag.

" Here. " She said, advancing it to Claire who slowly received it.

" Thank you so much. " Claire mumbled.

" No, thank you. " Josie said.

" I should get going now. "

" Right. You take care. " Josie said.

" And you too. " Claire said and she left the room and exited the mansion.

She boarded a cab and it soon pulled over at a house.

Claire paid the cab man and alighted the car, shutting the door.

She walked to the door and opened it, stepping in. She moved to the living room and heard footsteps. Claire raised her gaze to see her younger brother juggling down the stairs.

" Hey, Cole. " Claire said, dropping her bag on the table.