(✓) iv.| 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐈𝐑𝐂𝐋𝐄, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝.

¹⁸ momma, come home

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LEXIE PACED BACK AND FORTH OUT OF SHOCK AT THE AUDIO RECORDING, hands placed on her head out of anger and distress, timothee spoke up,

"lexie sit down" he said, looking up at her from his seat with crossed arms, slightly slouched, she looked down at him before turning to violetta,

"did your fucking dad kill my mom?!" she shouted at her,

"i-i don't know!" she shouted while holding her hands up in surrender, lexie threw her arms up loudly before letting them slap down at her sides,

"isn't the box filled with voice recordings of people he killed?!" she shouted while gesturing to the wooden box and tapes scattered on the desk,

"i dont know!" violetta shouted back, causing lexie to inhale and exhale deeply before shouting,

"well KNOW!" she shouted at her,

"don't take it out on her, lexie" miles said from behind her, she turned around to face him, he was leaning against the desk with crossed arms.

"go suck a fucking dick asshole" she said through gritted teeth, he scoffed before speaking once again back to her,

"you apparently seem to know the drill" he locked eyes with her, both of them staring at each other with pure her,

"i'm going to fucking KILL you!" she lunged over the desk, ready to rip him a new one but austin and timothee grabbed her, sitting her back down in her chair with a loud huff escaping her lips.

"sit" timothee demanded, she inhaled deeply as she crossed her arms, ready to attack anyone in her line of sight.

"lexie, how did your mom die?" ethan brought the topic back onto the focus, she sucked in a breath before speaking,

"car accident" she replied, her chest feeling heavy.

"do you know how it happened?" he asked her, she rested her head on her hands, which were on the table, she froze for a second.

she hated talking about her mother's death, it was the most painful thing to her.

"her brakes gave out, she slid into the middle of an intersection and lost control of the car, a semi couldn't stop quick enough and hit her" she said, her voice sounding timid, she could bare to look up at anybody.

"then there it is, her brakes were cut" austin said, slamming his hand on the table and pushing her voice recording forward,

"excuse me?" she took her head out of her hands, looking up at him,

"these voice recordings are of people he killed, what kind of breaks just give out? they would progressively get weaker and weaker, not just stop working. someone cut her brakes with the intention of killing her" austin said, she stared at him while shaking her head,

"that— that doesn't make any sense, why would anybody want to kill my mom? let alone violettas dad, how would they even know each other?" she said out of confusion,

"think about who your father is" timothee spoke up, causing her to shoot a look at him, her eyes widening upon realization.

"wait, who's your father?" jade asked, finally popping her head up at this time, knowing that she could possibly know who he is.

"a rich scumbag who had his own business empire" miles said, lexie chewed on her bottom lip as she tried to take in everything that was happening at the moment.

"did you know the type of relationship that your mom and dad had?" ethan asked, lexie shook her head no as she leaned over the table, looking down at it before she spoke,