"But, mom, do we really have to go to school? We could stay with you and keep you company," he smiled brightly, looking at his mother; her one word broke three of them."No, Milo, you are all going to school; you'll have fun."Milo's face fell. "Come on, ma.."She sent him an annoyed glare, and he shut up.Maya sighed. She wanted them away from the manor as much as she could, far away from Damon and Derinem. Yeah, she knew Derinem had helped her last night, but for the sake of their safety, she didn't want him close to the kids.Looking into Damon's eyes and seeing all the pent-up anger in his glare, she had to be careful, for he was like an untimed bomb just waiting to explode."But do we really have to go, mom? I want to stay with you."She kissed his forehead. "I know, but you can't," she fixed the last of the buttons, "come on, let's go."She walked out of the room with three of them; it was hard finding the way to the food, but as she moved, she recognized the stairs and went down
Derinem drove the car, consistently staring at the rearview mirror to see the kids, who couldn't stop watching his back to the extent that he could feel holes boring into him.He rubbed his forehead with the back of his hands, wondering if he had overreacted. It was bad enough that he had to think about that when the deed had already been done.He had found out that the man in blue was the bully's father, and he was so mad with anger that he had to shoot him in the foot, after decking him with blows.The teacher had stood with her palms over her mouth, crying silently because he had told her to shut the fuck up. Though he had not done anything to her, he sure knew that was going to traumatize her for the rest of her life.Maya shouldn't hear of this; he wasn't prepared to face her wrath. The last time he did face her wrath, he had gone sleepless for about a week. Now if she finds out he dealt with the kids' teacher and shot their classmates' parents in the foot, damn.And the way the t
A week later Maya stood with Abby, folding clothes and piling them up in the wardrobe neatly, most of them were new and for the kids all thanks to Abby.Even though she never told Maya how she got the money, Maya was still appreciative.She rarely saw the children though, for even when they were back home once they were done with their assignments they were downstairs waiting at the stairs for Derinem.When she had the strength she sent them inside. But when she wasn't ready for Milo's silent treatment she let them be.Like the day before yesterday, they had stayed with him and by eight, he carried their sleepy body into their room dropping them onto the bed one after the other.Still, he didn't say anything to her, not even a goodnight.She had closed the door and placed her back to it watching the triplets sleep, feeling prickly sweat running down her body even though it was slightly cold She couldn't help feeling scared Damon was going to find out of Derinem was going to find out
She felt her heart skip a beat as she watched Sergio call to one of the goons who stood by the door, which Derinem had just run through.Two of them came, walking past Damon surrounding her; she swallowed again, feeling her body suddenly growing hot, as they each held her arm.Sergio then walked to the dining table and picked up the spoons. She felt all the emotions at once, raw and eating into her. Swallowing hard again, she turned to Damon before they could pull her away."I have to see my son." Damon nodded, "Yes, you will, Maya," he caressed her cheek, "when the results come out, I want to know what the fuck just happened right now.""It could be genetics," Abby stuttered now behind her, and the glare he sent her had her clutching Maya's hand for comfort.He glared at the both of them, then turned to his goons and ordered, "Take her away, Sergio. The report should be ready by tomorrow morning."Before they could take her, he grabbed her hand and whispered, "Something tells me I'll
"What the fuck are you telling me right now?!" He sounded more shocked than angry: "Five years and you're telling me just now?!"Luca raised a brow, not interested; he had done his best to explain to his older cousin, and all he could do was just pace."Dude, you hid something so important from me. All of you watched me call myself their uncle." He dragged his hands to his face. "God, I'm so fucked.""Well, you are fucked, and yeah, I don't care about you; you'll manage." Luca jumped in, surely tired of his pacing. "Maya decided it was time to tell you after Damon saw Milo attack and decided he wanted a DNA test."He wasn't waiting to hear the rest when he suddenly ran out through the door of the hospital.Luca said nothing. Knowing he was going to his car, he looked at the key he had picked up from the chair Derinem had been sleeping on.When he heard Derinem's footsteps come in, he smiled sourly and said, "You're ready to listen to common sense now?"Derinem sneered, "You took the c
Something wasn't right where she was; this was not the manor; this place felt different, colder, creepier, and even when the manor most times felt like all of these descriptions she knew, this place surpassed it.She had to open her eyes to find where she was, but she was scared of what her eyes might see.But she couldn't close it forever, could she? No place was as bad as being locked up in his room. She blinked her eyes open.Ok, she was wrong, this place was much bigger than his room; maybe it was because it was dark, and she hated the dark; she hated that she couldn't see what was going to hit her and when. It was going to.She thought she could hear the sound of water rushing out of a broken pipe behind her; maybe that was the reason for all of this stench.She wanted a light. She wanted to find out if all of these tweets she heard were what she thought they were.She hoped it wasn't until she felt the whiskers and wet nose against her feet. She tried to draw it away but then no
Luca shut his eyes, dumping himself back on the car seat, eyes now out of the window, calculating.Derinem looked down at the phone, face blank and breath wavering, eyes on the phone, knowing the call was still ongoing, his thoughts flaring in all directions."He's playing with you," Luca told him; "he didn't shoot her."He only hoped."Luca?" Damon's voice called out through the phone, "Aunt May passed on her smart genes, didn't she?" They heard a door jam shot: "Fortunately, our cousin is right.""Damon...""Eight o'clock, Derinem, that's all I give you, the manor any minute after that," there was another loud shot. "Then you won't see your bitch anymore.""And you promise you'll let her go?""Well, when I'm in a bad mood, I change my mind; I can't help it." Derinem heard the smile in his voice: "Make the right decision, brother."Then the call ended, and Derinem covered his face with his two palms while breathing in. He knew this was coming and thought he was ready, but it seems tha
She looked up, and he glared down at her, a gun in his hand pointed at her, daring her to say something, anything. The familiar smile on his lips"Maestro..." She croaked, pushing back on the seat into which she was bound."We're done." She could hear the fury in his voice. "Tell him I'll get him, wherever he is."" MAYA! "SNAP OUT OF IT!" Wasn't that Derinem's voice?Damon pulled the trigger.Then she snapped awake, her breath heavy and sweat trickling down from her head down her body as she held onto the sheets of the bed for support."It's a nightmare." She heard the voice again beside her and turned to see Derinem, sitting on a sofa, watching her.Her head suddenly felt hazy and her sight blurred, She placed her two hands at her side for support, looking down at the sheets, hoping to regain full consciousness."That'll pass," he told her, standing up and grabbing a glass cup from a table beside the sofa in which he sat. "Water?" He asked, raising a bottle of water.The top of her m