Daylight

NINETEEN

Third person...

"I'm not the only Russo here." She said. Everyone's eyes darted across the room, from person to person.

Her lip quivered, enough that her face melted into tears, like sad wax. Tori turned to her, eyes wide, just like a little doe. Then things started to move in front of her. Her eyes saw memories of what Elizabeth had said in school, she heard her voice say something, again and again, it played in her mind.

"Am I really your sister?" Tori whispered, "or were you playing along to the story?"

"No, no... I'm not playing anymore..." Elizabeth cried into her arm. She lifted her head, her arm still covering her face, but she was ready to shout it out. What was meant to be kept a secret, she was about to scream it to the her world. "Victoria is my sister! She is my blood--Russo's blood!"

Charles, Aaron, and everyone else flinched back in shock. Everyone except Tori. Elizabeth wiped her tears and looked all the men in their eyes, her steady while their were trembling around the room.

"And I'm here for her."

...

Jacob handed Tori a pop tart, his eyes and ears on the door. He and Liam were both listening intently, as if the conversation wasn't in whispers.

They were all silent. They were all curiouse about the conversation Tori's two dads and the sister she never knew she had, were having. Jacob and Liam swayed from side to side, nudging each other with every nervous movement.

Tori was starting to get annoyed by them rocking back and forth. She told them to stop, but they gave her a confused look.

"Did you know?" Jacob asked.

"Know what?"

"That your a part of the Russo family. That your Elizabeth's like, real blood sister." Jacob said bluntly. Tori gave him a cold look and turned away from him, sighing no. "You don't look surprised, Tori."

"I'm just tired. I'll probably be panicking soon anyways. Just let me wake up."

"Oh cmon Tori, don't joke like that." Lima said, got up and sat next to her to pat her back. She mumbled something.

"What do you think they're talking about?" Jacob asked Liam.

"Dude, stop being fucking nosy. Charles or Aaron will tell us when they're done." Liam replied, huffing.

He was close to being done with Jacob in general. He had to share the backseat of a taxi with him for three hours. All he listened to was Jacob complaining about how he couldn't find a job or how much his balls needed to breath.

It probably would have been easier to call Aaron or Charles to pick them up, but Jacob insisted on showing up randomly at like, four in the morning.

"Jeez. Calm your tits, I'll stop nagging," he said, "but seriously, do you think it's a bad talk or a good supportive talk?"

"Charles literally got kidnapped and was kept by Russo for like, a week. He's talking to his daughter. I'm assuming that it's not going to be the most clean conversation." Liam responded.

"She's also your sister!" Tori exlaimed and walked out on them.

"What's up with her?" They both asked each other.

...

Tori walked out into the kitchen where they were talking.

Aaron noticed her first, and walked over to her with a look on his face that said to go away. But he did the opposite, and brought her to the couch to sit and chat.