Who's Bad

Anger

There was a terrible pain in my chest as I felt my heart drop. How can someone I love and trust betray me like that? I tried to fight back the tears as I looked at him, but I couldn't. Hot tears started streaming down my cheeks. He reached for me but I quickly yanked back. How in the hell can he just sit there and deal with himself after he told me something like that. There was so many thoughts and emotions running through my head at the moment. Why did he do it? How did he do it? When did he do it? Did he have somebody to help him? Was it for money or revenge? What in the hell was so important that you had to take the lives of parents and leave me all alone to suffer? The sorrow that I was feeling was now turning to anger. I tried to control my urge to beat the living hell out of him.

"Why?"

"That's not important."

"HOW THE HELL IS WHY YOU KILLED MY PARENTS NOT IMPORTANT! IF I KILLED SOMEONE YOU LOVE YOU WOULD WANT TO KNOW WHY!"

"Just calm down and let me explain everything to you."

"I'M NOT CALMING THE FUCK DOWN! YOU JUST TOLD ME YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! DO YOU KNOW HOW BAD I WANT TO RIP YOUR INSIDES OUT RIGHT NOW!"

"I'm pretty sure you do, but right now you need me."

"I DON'T NEED YOU!"

"You're saying that now, but you will in the future."

"How do you know what I will or won't need in the future?"

"Just know that I killed your parents for their safety."

What. The. Fuck. I know he just did not sit there and say that. I was about to beat the shit out of him, until Michael emerged from the stairs. He looked at Mason and then at me.

"You look like you want to beat the living hell out of Mason."

I turned around and glared at him. He really shouldn't be joking right now. I wasn't in the mood for jokes. I was in the mood for kicking somebody's ass.

"I do."

"So he finally told you."

"Wait... You knew about this,too?"

"Of course I did.. I wasn't suppose to tell you anything.. That's not my job."

"Then what is your job Michael?? You're suppose to be my husband and not keep things from me."

He scratched his head and glanced at the floor. Oh come on! Is there anyone that doesn't keep things from me?? I let out a frustrating sigh. What the hell is going here and why are they keeping so many secrets from me? I don't keep secrets from them.

"Technically, i'm not your husband."

"What!?!"

"It's all part of the mission."

You know what. I can't take anymore of this. I dashed up the spiral staircase and went to a random room. I slammed the door behind me and plopped down on the bed. Why was this happening to me? All I wanted to do was live a normal life, get married, and have children. I can't seem to find peace anywhere. First my best friend tells me that he killed my parents and my husband isn't actually my husband. What else could possibly go wrong? I buried my head into the pillow and started crying my eyes out. I didn't have the energy to do anything else. There came a soft knock on the door and I just laid there. Great. What else were they about to drop on me? My parents weren't my real parents and I came from an alien planet? Once whoever was at the door figured out that I wasn't about to come to the door, they came right on in.

"Okay.. I know you don't want to see me or Mason right now, but you have to at least let us explain."

"Explain what? How he killed my parents and how you're not my husband?"

"Yes."

"I don't want anything to do with you two or whatever mess y'all are in."

"Well too late. You're just as deep in this as we are."

I put a pillow over my head and tried to block him out. He poked me and I moved his hand away. He poked me again and I sat up.

"Would you just go away already!"
"Stop blowing up at me and at least let me explain."
"No. I really don't want to hear any of your stuff right now."
"Well when you're ready to talk, i'll be right in my room."
"If I ever want to talk to you again."
"You'll have to."
"Just get the hell out already."

He stood up and walked out of the room. I laid back down and buried my head in my pillow. I wonder how in the hell I got caught up in this mess? Oh that's right, you "married" your best friend's brother who turned out to be something that he still won't tell me. I let out a soft sigh. The door opened and closed again. I rolled my eyes and turned around. Mason stood at the door. How dare he show his face after what he just told me. He slowly made his way over to where I was. I sat up and glared at him. He stopped in his tracks and looked down at the floor.

"What?"
"Please let me explain to you."
"Don't.."
"Please.. I need for you to understand what happened."
"Fine, you have three minutes."

He sat down by me. I moved over a little so there was about three inches of space between us. Just when he was about to open his mouth and say something, a loud explosion came from the living room.