I wasn't sure when I had fallen asleep but when I woke up My laptop was on the desk closed and I was under the blanket, last thing I remember I was researching the tales of Ivan. I rubbed my eyes and stood up slowly opening up my bedroom door.
"I saw it on her laptop!" I heard shushed voices, agitated. I tried to sneak closer to my parents room but the creak of the floor boards stopped the voices.
"Shush now, she's awake." Enzo popped his head round the door.
"Morning sis! lets get some breakfast shall we?" he ushered me down the stairs and into the kitchen as I rubbed my eyes from the sleep.
"What were you talking with mom about?" I asked, the question caused Enzo's movements to faulted before he turned around.
"A school project." he lied through his smiling lips.
"mmm." I hummed looking him up and down, I knew he knew I was lying. "A-anyways..." he stuttered turning back around. "What will it be for breakfast?"
"Toast please I'm not massively hungry." I saw him nod a head as he began making the toast.
"Breaking news!" The teach shouted making me jump, I turned to see a brunette in the place of my cousin. "There was another body found in the alleyway by Mr. Robinsons shop earlier this morning by a jogger. Authorities say they still don't have an id but do confirmed they body was wrapped up and like the other bodies. "
I heard multiple footsteps coming into the kitchen, before my mother sounded a gasp and my dad moved passed me to turn off the TV. they bother turned to me like I was about to slip into a coma once more.
"I don't want either of you two watching this, it's it horrifying." He growled looking at Enzo like it was his fault. I rolled my eyes and stood up.
"Yes farther." we both said in unison, he nodded ushering us away form the kitchen and shut the door I heard mumbled words form them both. as I walked back up to the door to ask what was going on a forceful knock on the front door froze me, me and Enzo looked at each other as Mom and dad opened the door looking confused.
"Ara-" a knock again cut him off, Enzo moved tot he dorr opening it was we all followed behind. Nothing was ever good when there was a nock at the door.
"shit," Enzo breathed, he opened the door more stepping tot he side to reveal Juliette and Marcus once more in there uniforms. there faced were solum as they took a step intot he house.
"Mrs. More-" there were cut off by a sob that wracked her body.
"N-no please..."
"We are so sorry." Marcus said looking to the floor.
"Please, why don't you come tot he kitchen with us." my farther spoke holding my mother in his arms. he looked at us both. "Go upstairs."
"But-" I started
"Now!" his voice boomed in the house. Enzo took my arm and lightly pulled me with him upstairs, he opened my door and pushed me in it lightly.
"Stay in here." He didn't look at him his face written in anger, he shut the door with a slam I looked at the door dumbfounded for a moment.
what the actual fuck is going on?
"Kids." my farther called, I opened the door so see my mother slowly making her way past me to her room tears unstopping as the slithered down her face. I waited till she had passed before making my way downstairs followed by my brother.
He was waiting for us at the bottom of the stairs and gestured us into the living room and we sat down on one sofa as he did the other. facing us with a sad expression, "your mother is extremly us set at this moment in time."
We remained silent as he carried on, "Unfortunately this evening the blood panel for the victim came back and it was found that Mark is the latest victim." I didn't expect to feel the way I did, my body froze and My farther voice becomes distant and disorientated.
Another family member dead. I thought, My farther stood up and headed to the door.
"Where are you going?" Enzo asked and my farther sigh stopping with his hand on the door.
"Your mother cheated on me more then once, I can't be here while she mourn her lover. I need ot be alone." he looked broken as he left the house shutting the door with a slam.
"This is a mess." Morren muttered as she walked intot hefront room sitting in the space my farther jut fled from. "How are you kids holding up?" she askedher tone sounded board and disinterested but I could tell she was trying to be a good aunt.
"you must hate me." I whispered, she looked taken back a bit.
"Why?"
"I'm not blood..."
"who the fuck cares about blood? Enzo and Eleanor aren't blood either and I still love them. Family isn't about blood it's about bond." I looked up confused before turning to Enzo who looked like a dear in head lights.
"Your not blood?" he shook his head.
"No, Mom and dad adopted me..."
"When?"
"The day you were born...." I looked at him expectedly and he sighed. "you won't let this go?" I shock my head, he chuckled and looked at my aunt who nodded and left the room closing the door behind her.
"When I was younger I was sick, I was diagnosed with cancer from a young age and my real family couldn't afford the treatment. it got so bad thy were in debt and one day when they took me tot he hospital they left me there.
"I was say until your mother came in she was in labour and I sat with her while your farther sot things out and then I sat with your farther while she gave birth. When the doctors told farther about my situation, he allowed me to come in and see you. your mother was happy enough to allow m to hold you.
"I fell in love with you, the idea of being an older brother. I was only 1 so I wasn't able to do much but I said sister tot hem and their heart broke for me. after a conversation it was agreed with social workers that they would house me until my passing as it seemed to be the way I was going.
"when I started getting better they adopted me, I went into full remission at 5 years old and my parents turned up when we were about 10? to take me back." I actually remember that day, I didn't know who they were and no one would tell me I knew they were trying to take Enzo.
"I hid you." I said quietly and he chuckled
"you did indeed, I have been living as your older brother since." he brushed my cheek lightly and tucked a peace of hair behind my ear.
"I'm proud to be your sister." I said looking at him.
"And I your brother." he wrapped his arms around me tightly and we sat like that.
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The Mummy Maker
Mystery / ThrillerWhat would you do if you moved into a notorious murder house? For Arabella it was nothing but a past long ago but for the new neighbours is memories and untold stories that lingered in the dark. It was the original twins from the Moore family worst...