Keeping It Together

|10|Celeste

Part 2

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Chapter 10

"Then who the hell is she?!"

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"I sent you a list of things I found"

"Bella who is this woman? Is she a friend of the family or something-"

"Bye Sage" I heard him yell at me to not end the call. But I still ended it.

Sage gave me her name which is Celeste Jane. It says she's born the same day as Celia, which is impossible. Celia never had a twin sister. In fact Celia doesn't even have family, I've never heard her talked about her family when I first came into their lives. It also said the only difference about them, they both have different hair and Celeste doesn't have a mole behind her back. Its Celia who does.

So random to put on a birth certificate. But okay.

The paper that was in my hand, caught my attention really fast.

Death Certificate.

Its Celia's death certificate. I don't know why, I felt the need to cry. Never liked her but still felt sad.

The cause of death was never mentioned.

"This is impossible!"

"What's impossible?" it was like the world stopped for a second.

Behind me stand Giovani Luca.

"Why is there a hole in my wall?!" he angrily asked, I don't know why he's angry.

Rude much.

"I don't know! Why don't you ask your wife" I said air quoting the word 'wife' as I continue to search the bag, not caring that he's in the room.

"Get out of my room Bella" He calmly says throwing his bag on the bed.

"Don't worry I'll be out of your hair in a minut-"

"I said Now!" he yelled. I turn around to tilting my head to the side as I gave him a 'are you serious?' look.

"Is this the way you treat the woman who took care of your sons while you were away on business?" I asked, it was then I felt a card in one of the bag pocket of the bag. I quickly grab it. The card was a drivers licence for Celeste Jane.

Here I was hoping this was all a big fat lie.

I heard Giovani scoff taking his gun out. I had to pretend I we scared, been held at gun point since I was a child. A gun doesn't really scare me.

"Please don't shoot me!" I plead, wiping my non existence tear from under my eye.

"Mitch may see through your act but I don't" he says putting the gun away.

"Wrong move to admit that buddy" I said getting up slowly.

"What are you going to do about it?" he questioned leaning on the dresser while folding his hand.

I walk close to him, shoving the drivers license into his chest.

"What's this?" he asked, taking it.