The Bad Boy Calls Me Enemy [COMPLETED]

Intent to kill

Christian

"Huh? What the hell are you doing here?" Christopher greeted me with a frown on his face. His eyes were bloody red and his words slurred. I was in Dad's private room where only family members were allowed to enter.

"I can ask you the same thing." I placed myself on the chair opposite to his.

"Christian you piece of-"

"Christopher." Dad's voice cut him off and his eyes shifted from me to Dad.

"I can't believe you Dad, how could you do this to me after what I have done for you through all these years!" He screeched trying to get up.

"What's going on?" I butted in.

"Christopher, I need to talk to him so shut the hell up or leave this room." Dad gave him a pointed look and his eyes lowered.

"Christian, you helped Jonathan didn't you?"

I nodded.

"Why?"

"He wasn't at fault. Why should we trouble him?" I bluntly said.

"When did you start thinking like that?"

"What do you mean?" I tried and searched venom in voice but surprisingly he wasn't even slightly vicious.

"You love that Hazel girl don't you or should I say April Grey?" His lips curled up in a smirk.

My mouth hung open. When did he find out? Did he find out or...

"Did you knew who she was from the very start?" I exclaimed. "But then why didn't you do anything?"

I tried blinking several times to clear my vision. What I seeing on my father's face was so surreal I couldn't believe it. I didn't know he knew how to make such a face. A face full of compassion.

"Why are you smiling?" I still doubted him.

"So you do love her then." He completed, leaning back on his chair.

"So what? What are you planning?" I pulled out my phone to call Ryan.

"Wait. I'm not going to do anything to her. Neither to Jonathan."

I shot him a questioning look.

"I know what you must be thinking Chris. But your father is not as cold-hearted as you think." His eyes bored into mine. What I saw in his eyed was clear sadness. Seeing emotions in his eyes were a fresh feeling.

But..

"What the hell are you talking about? What's up with those sudden emotions in your eyes? You've been nothing but a cold blooded monster all this time!" I realised how high my voice had raised.

"Christian, I understand-"

"Shut up! Where the hell was your emotions when mom died?! You treated me like I was some kind of weapon! You knew how our family didn't like me around, and you never visited! Still...I thought you would change after what happened to mom. But you acted like nothing happened! You didn't stop your sins!"

I saw him averting his eyes. He always avoided it whenever I tried to talk about mom. If he didn't like her why did he brought her into this dangerous life of his? I always had so many questions about mom. I couldn't ask him. He would just change the topic.

"Tell me Dad. Why do you never talk about mom? Did she even matter to you at all?" The way he was acting all emotional right now after so many years irked me.