He didn't like his dad anymore. He no longer wanted it.She never knew what to do for her sister, but that afternoon, looking at the police series that Aria was watching, one of the cases that the police were solving caught her attention: a chemical poisoning to a lady.Ashton sells spices . She remembered and looked at her sister who was curled up on the couch with her legs wrapped around her chest and her cheek swollen from resting on her fist.When her dad returned home, Angie sat on the stairs watching her take her sister to the car and they marched like so many times. Once she was left alone at home, she stared at the wall for half an hour.She was an impulsive girl, she never calculated what she was doing or thought about the consequences it would bring. Jumping up, she entered her father's office and, smiling, searched for what she wanted to find.At night the family dined on the delicious food that Ariadna had prepared. Each student was in their respective place chewing the ba
"Oh, it can't be, I shouldn't have brought you," he huffed and took out his phone, I thought he would give it to me but he only turned on the flashlight and entered the wall. Or well, behind her.I stared at the brick that he had pressed and tried to find an explanation as to how he knew that this was the one, because he went directly there without checking any more. But anyway, I would also take a picture with that brick. I have to tell Angie this shit.My smile was like that of a girl who had just met the Backyardigans. Ryder had fulfilled one of my most ridiculous dreams that night, he had given me a movie adventure and I had let me open my soul to him. The excitement in my chest made me wistful because it had been over eight years since I felt this genuinely excited.And suddenly, a phone appeared between the moved walls and I smiled like never before."Make it quick, I need the flashlight" he said and I yelled grabbing the device quickly before he regretted it.I turned on the ca
-I did not realize…He left without further ado and guilt invaded me when I saw injured people coming down from a plane, some seriously, others not so much. Others didn't even come back and I really wanted to cry for having caused that. I had only thought about taking care of my sister, I didn't think it was all a plan.They walked around me giving me dirty looks, pushing me on purpose. Some said things to me like: " very good, princess, you almost killed us again", "thank you, Aria, you have already shown us that you are destructive ". And thousands of insults telling me that I'm just a stuck-up girl who will kill everyone if I'm still here.Caleb got off one of the incoming planes, coughing. I saw a wound on his arm and wanted to get closer to help him. Dean was faster than me and got to him first, his med team following him out of the way."You, I need you to look for my sister and bring her here to me!" he ordered one of them and I felt guilty, if something happened to Morgan, Dea
"To save your friends' skins."Eddy laughed and took my hand to lead me quickly into the next room."How did you get it?" he asked me.-I'm skilled.He chuckled and we walked seriously when two security guards passed us. I gave Eddy a sidelong glance when I noticed him start to slow down. He also looked at me out of the corner of his eye and winked at me. Before I could do or ask anything, he smashed the glass of a painting housing a samurai sword on the wall, spun around so fast I could barely catch what was happening, and in no time at all a body fell to the floor with a clean cut to the face. throat."Take the other one!" I did as he asked pulling the second katana from the wall. I stood next to him watching how the guards who passed by us warned their comrades and now the hall was increasingly filled with threats— You remember what we practiced, right?-Yes."Time to put it into practice."We stand back to back and together we face the enemies. He on one side and me on the other.
-It doesn't matter. But I need to know why you really came, that thing about the daughter with cancer is no longer credible.Courtney laughs."Really, Lex?" Cancer? Poor Molly."Yes, I know, it was the first thing that occurred to me," he laughs softly and looks at me. If I have a daughter and she's eight, but she doesn't have cancer, I'm sorry. The truth is that I have issues to resolve with my brothers and since no one deigned to answer my calls I had to come."What business?""Personal things, precious, I can't tell you." He shares a look with Courtney. Obviously she knows."Well, I'll still find out."- How persistent.I smile at her and she returns it to me. This time, it doesn't look fake."So you, Trevor, and Ryder are little brothers?"He shakes his head after taking a bite of his sandwich. He takes his time eating and responding.—They are my brothers, but among themselves they are not brothers.My face must be a funny story because Courtney next to me laughs looking at me.“
"Whatever," is all he says.I clean what I can of her shoulders and study her abdomen. Dean gave me various classes on gunshot wounds and how to remove them or how to deal with the wound until I got to a hospital. The problem here is that I don't have anything to do either. I close my eyes trying to find a solution with the few materials I have. Nothing useful. If I don't find something to cure him, I have a feeling that he will sink his teeth into my eyes and tear them out mercilessly. I see it as a possible possibility."Your dolls," he whispers and he looks at me. In the right hand, below the shackle, a trickle of blood escapes. I clean it up quickly and keep curing it how I can."Let's do something," I murmured after a long time of silence. He stopped me in front of him, close and from below I look into his eyes. This will be a plan of the two of us, okay? No longer separate plans. We have to work together to get out of here and I know that I still don't know anything and that mos
I laugh. Very strong."What can you do?" I laugh a little more so there's no doubt that I'm making fun of him. What are you doing? Let's see, explain it to me. Because I only see errors. Starting with me. It was a huge mistake to bring me here, you know that, we all know that. All you do is let an obsessive psychopath run you however he wants.—Who are you talking about, yourself or Gandía?—Gandia , obviously . I am not a psychopath or obsessive. I am a love of man.So, he is the one who laughs. Strong and clear.—Said the guy who spies on his candidate— he surrounds his eyes and seems so amused that he puts his hands on his waist and waits for a while until he finishes. Va, d'accord, c'est bien. Just... don't cause me trouble."You should have thought better of it" I cough a little, my knees ache and I still don't feel my arms. Now bring me a tong and rum. Two bottles.He nods and walks to the exit.“I left it in full view of your girl. I'm testing to see if she's smart or not. Alth
I spend four hours in another space. A more modern room, less terrifying and with more light. I no longer cry, but my body does not stop shaking. My body aches and I can't feel more defeated. Since I was a child they began to kill me inside and today, although my heart beats, I no longer feel alive.When the door opens I hide my head, I no longer want to be hit or touched. I want dad to come get me."Calm down" I raise my head with a low and sweet voice. Delia Boucher sidles up to me. I'm going to help you, but you have to trust me."Why should I?" I pull away as he approaches."Because I know Ryder, and my brother." His lawsuit has been going on for years and they are going to kill each other," she sighs when he sees that I don't give in. I know I'm not trustworthy, okay? But I just want to help. They will come for you soon. But you need to be prepared, because with chains on your wrists you won't get anywhere."Your sister is a traitor and your brother is a beneficial stakeholder."
I slam my head into his face at the same time I kick out his knee, elbow him in the abdomen, and twist to take the gun away. We are upside down like my hostage now and the others are alerted by removing the safety of their weapons. Mine point to the French and the recent Italians join.He's taller than me, so I have to force myself to reach his neck and put pressure on him."Ah ah" Ryder's denial sound keeps Gael still as he tries to come for Jason who raises his arms so no one will shoot him.I back away from the Italians."Do I need to repeat the question, Boucher?" I whisper in his ear and I notice his clenched teeth, he's not happy with me."I hate foreigners," he murmurs and lowers two of his fingers that give the order to his snipers.Shit.Before I can do anything they pull my arm with force, the shots return, Jason flees protected by his people and I fall behind a fallen block from the explosion. I reach into my pocket for my small gun and pick up the one I have from Boucher.
Melody walks by my side to the next room where we enter. There are some elegant armchairs, a tea table and the staff open the chairs for us to take a seat. Since I came here it has felt strange, I have spent so much time with the same people that I was used to them and now everything is very different. Melody's family is very different from the Winters or Grahams. They're so smart, proper, they don't miss a bad word and it's so weird because the boys and Aria talk like drunk truckers. Sometimes they tried to keep their composure when Dean gave them away but it's not the same there as it is here.—The girls have finally returned from their trip— Melody is very excited, she wants me to meet her sisters since she brought me here. She's already told me that she doesn't feel the same connection with them as she does with me and I guess I get it, we're real sisters, we share a mom, but…it's still all too new for me, so I never answer when she asks if I love me too. I feel the same.I could
But my daughter is strong, she needs time but I know she will be able to stand up. She is made of iron, I know that she can handle everything.I'm surprised when he leans against my leg, his eyes are crinkled at the corners and it breaks me even more to see his face so destroyed. His back is bruised, his arms cut off and I run my finger over the mark I made on him. I've been very hard on her, too hard. I haven't done it right, but I just wanted to prepare her for the hurricane that threatened her. She knew that the world would turn against her, that the Unione Corse and the Mala del Brenta were preparing to attack and kill her as soon as they could. I just wanted her to be ready. I can't hide it anymore, I can't take it off the planet so that nobody touches it, because even the aliens are my enemies.-Sorry.He opens his eyes to look at me from below and I can see his entire broken soul.She's about to say something when she covers her mouth and bolts out of the tub into the toilet, l
-They did not find?-Not."Are they coming for us?"-By you.I took a closer look and yes, they were the SCU vans. I began to walk towards them quickly, finally, Beckam came looking for me, she would no longer be lost, nor would she die alone in an unknown place. Angie crossed my mind, I need to see her and know that she's okay. Needed…He stopped me when I noticed Ryder wasn't following me. He was still standing meters behind and I understood. They only come for me.By now Beckam should be aware of Ryder's situation and identity. I would never come looking for him after this immense betrayal. My head thought one and a thousand solutions, it's going to kill him . I can't leave him here alone, he's hurt, he won't survive...So I saw it, I heard it. A helicopter in the distance. D'Angelo. And Beckham. Each one coming from a different side but willing to kill each other if we, their children, don't intervene first."Are you going to disappear?" I asked him, he was still watching me as al
I leave another serial killer book for him on the way home from school, but he doesn't read that one, instead, he puts it on his shelf and starts reading another.***That night we go to a rather mediocre disco. Aria is alone this time, she drinks, takes a couple of pills and dances. I stay at the bar as always. Her friend arrives shortly after without letting me enjoy her dance. He makes her try two types of substances that make her dizzy, she grabs hold of him and laughs ecstatically. They start to dance together but it doesn't last long, since he leaves, of course without before she gives him something more of hers, which leaves her completely in a cloud.It drives away those who approach and moves alone. Her hip to the beat of the music goes down, stretches out her arms and touches herself. She tickles my pants at the sight of her, and when she goes down to the floor, she quickly stands up next to my dick. Cool. It seems that what she consumed is so strong that even I get dizzy an
"Uh huh, where are you going with that?" I stop him when he approaches me with a needle.It's for anger."I'm not mad."The bite can give you diseases," he explains but I shake my head.—You're not even going to nail that to me. I'll turn into a werewolf if I have to, but that thing, never!I'm not scared of needles, I'm scared of needle tips. horrendous."It won't hurt you."I'm fine the way I am."Now, who knows if you might catch a disease." Come on, drop your pants."Oh, how daring." I wink at him a little and he surrounds them. If so yes.I play funny but my dick trembles when I feel the prick in my beautiful little ass. Once I sit back down, he takes a seat next to me dusting off his clothes."Who do they serve?" he asks."God, we follow our lord, brother," I massage his shoulder.I'm talking about who's the leader.I thought that was pretty obvious."It is, but that chestnut over there has watched me every second." I look at Thomas, now he's talking quietly to Eddy, but he's ri
"If you haven't trained it, it doesn't count as yours," I answer, and maybe it wasn't my best answer because the look she gives me isn't so kind. In fact, she reviews me from head to toe, between curious and annoyed.The man approaches again, not very intimidating, if he knew that I live with the Capo of the Italian mafia, he would have a good definition of what it is to be an intimidating person and he would not be making a fool of himself. But in the end, everyone."Go back to the castle where you came from pretty boy," he threatens and turns to the girl. Let's go out.She dodges his hand, gives me a dirty look and leaves the place on her own.I change the song again before ordering another drink and going after her. When I get to the back of the store, the man is claiming her and she, pressed against the wall, has her head turned away without answering him.I light another cigarette and the click of the lighter catches their attention. The first thing heard is the man's annoyed sno
England, Derby14 years.CALEB DASHI left my room getting my overalls ready, the nurses are filthy. Some very rich filthy ones. I looked back as the new one left the room, arranging her hair and her clothes. She is such a rookie and newcomer that no one had the time to warn her. I wink at him and go to the dining room. I serve my food and take a seat in my usual place. No one sits with me and I eat lunch alone.In the distance I see the new nurse talking to her colleagues. She's doing an internship from what she told me, she's in medical college studying nursing. She is nineteen and seems very naive for her age. Her classmates who are old to her, past her thirties, talk to her and she immediately looks at me terrified when I suppose they tell her my age. I cordially greet her and wink at her again. She screams drawing the attention of some and leaves followed by her classmates. She has been her first guard and she has already slept with a patient, for being naive enough to believe th
I spend four hours in another space. A more modern room, less terrifying and with more light. I no longer cry, but my body does not stop shaking. My body aches and I can't feel more defeated. Since I was a child they began to kill me inside and today, although my heart beats, I no longer feel alive.When the door opens I hide my head, I no longer want to be hit or touched. I want dad to come get me."Calm down" I raise my head with a low and sweet voice. Delia Boucher sidles up to me. I'm going to help you, but you have to trust me."Why should I?" I pull away as he approaches."Because I know Ryder, and my brother." His lawsuit has been going on for years and they are going to kill each other," she sighs when he sees that I don't give in. I know I'm not trustworthy, okay? But I just want to help. They will come for you soon. But you need to be prepared, because with chains on your wrists you won't get anywhere."Your sister is a traitor and your brother is a beneficial stakeholder."