Unspoken Truth

Exposing Death

Nodding, Ronald took a deep breath, took her by the shoulders gently and brought her into the little room and let her sit on his bed.

"It's okay now, I managed to protect myself and Mom helped me with the bandages..." Grell would continue until the blonde interrupted her.

-Let's run away!

-What?

—Flee, get out of this house of Satan!

"But where are we going?

"Anywhere but in that house." Said the boy insisting.

-I can't, there's my mother and I won't leave her alone...-Ronald tried to counter but Grell continued.

Ronald's face suddenly became frightened, but he wasn't frightened by the fact that Grell's mother was a murderer, but by what the girl could do. He remembered a day when he was bored, looking at the notebook in the list of which dead he was going to capture and saw the name of Angelina Sutcliff's mother, which scared him, however what scared him even more was reading who it would be in. the tormentor of the mother of his beloved. The boy, remembering the fact, took a deep breath and said:

"I'm going to get some quilts and sleep on the floor, stay in my bed, it's more comfortable." Ronald was about to get up, until he felt the redhead's hand on his.

-Sleep with me.-The man would deny it, until the girl insisted.-Please, I'm scared.

The man nodded and the two lay on the bed, facing each other, until the redhead fell asleep and slept and so on, Ronald, who slept admiring the woman in front of him.

The next day, Grell woke up with a bad feeling, the bitter taste in her mouth making her get up. As soon as they both woke up, Ronald insisted that the redhead at least have a coffee with him, but nervousness didn't let her eat right, leaving the building, the two said goodbye in the alley and Grell was able to return to his brother's mansion. Eric, who was passing on the street and leaning against the facade wall, heard the conversation between the two and snuck up on the wall watching the couple's interaction, as soon as the girl left, the taller blonde appeared smiling mischievously.

"You don't waste time, do you?" he questioned Eric crossing his arms and still chuckling.

-You are crazy? She's committed," he replied angrily at his friend's mockery.

"But who said she's married?" And besides, she's as flimsy as you are. - The taller replied ruffling the shorter blonde's hair.

"If the Undertaker finds out about this, he'll burn me alive in the public square!" Said the boy breaking away and going to the department along with his friend.

With difficulty, Grell arrived in time at the mansion, felt the thin air and extremely dense and negative energy mixed with lust and perversity clog his pores. She took a deep breath and even then, feeling short of breath, she went to her rooms and sitting on her dressing table, she began to think about her mother, her brother, about her late father and her stepfather, she wanted to say, she wanted to tell everything, expose everything. But she didn't know what to do.

Lunch was ready, and Grell, seeing that the bruises were gone, removed the bandages from his face and let his hair down. She was in no mood to go down and eat with her brother in the demon's presence. However, she heard the knock on the door, sensing a human presence allowed the passage, it was her mother.

"Lunchtime, won't you?" he asked and the girl denied it.

"Where were you at night? When I came back I didn't see you in the room.