•*Chapter 21*•

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The woman has talent. That's all I gotta say.💫🤍

I R I S

Lol.

That's all I could do. Laugh in my guardian's face.

"Whew! For a minute I thought you were serious. Ok Ally, what is this though?" I said with a slight chuckle.

But Alejandro's expression never faltered. A camera crew didn't pop up out of nowhere screaming 'gotcha' like I had hoped. It's either Alejandro was an exceptional liar, or fucking serious.

"Look, Iris. I know it's a lot to take in. But I don't lie. So I was absolutely serious. All of your brothers are apart of it."

Yep. He was fucking serious.

I felt a pressure behind my eyes which caused me to hang my head. My brothers are murderers?

Mateo? Not so surprising.

But Lorenzo? The goofball? Emilio? The compassionate? Bloody Luca?!?! The fucking angel sent straight from God himself?

I was crying a river, but my head was hung so Alejandro couldn't see my tears. But then I choked out a loud sob. I felt my head being tilted up.

When Alejandro saw my face he visibly flinched, as if someone hurt him.

"Elena. Please don't cry mio amore." He said softly. I snapped my head up at him.

"Are you serious? I just found out that my brothers are murderers! I just heard a man get killed by said brothers, and your asking me not to cry? I have every god given right to cry!" I screamed, but Alejandro just stared hardly at me. No emotion present whatsoever. "Just when I began to trust you guys I realize you've been lying to me?"

Realization dawned upon me.

"Oh my god! Did you guys kill Max?"

Silence.

That was all I needed as confirmation.

I turned around and ran full speed all the way to my room, tears streaming down my face. I would never, in a million years expect this.

I thought that shit was only in movies.

I ran in my room and slammed the door shut. I jumped face first on my bed wrapping myself in my blankets, forming a human burrito. I cried so hard. I really thought that we were finally learning to trust each other. To love each other. But I was wrong. They're murderers.

They're no different from my mom.

I hate this. I hate them. I hate everything.

I unraveled myself from my burrito and got up and went to my closet. I wasn't staying here. I grabbed my tattered, old duffel bag and filled it with all my old clothes. I wasn't taking anything from them.

Well, I was definitely keeping the phone.

I took some cash that I had saved up from allowance and stuffed it in the bag. I took out my phone and called the one person who I know could calm me down.

"Hey Rissy! How are you babe?" Solyna chirped from the other end of my phone.

"Not so good babe." I said running my hand over my face. "I just found out something that honestly changed my life and, I can't stay here anymore Lee."

"Oh, baby. I promise everything will be okay. You wanna talk about it?" She cooed. That just made me start crying again.

"I can't." I said in between sobs. "I want to but- I just can't."

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