When Devils Smile

Eleven

Should I or should I not? That is the question.

I'm sat at my desk, hair in my hands as I watch the screen of my laptop. Wondering if I should open my 'fathers' email, but thinking 'do I really want to ruin my day already?' I sigh and glance around, then my eyes find the clock.

I should be at work right now, but I'm not.

Because that prick fired me. So now I'm here instead, debating whether or not to open this stupid email that has been playing on my mind lately. What is with my family sending emails?

I reach out after deciding I should, not to forgive him- never to forgive him for all the things he did. But to just to see what he has to say.

Before I can though Val is barging into my room, I slam the laptop shut and look up at him with a smirk. "What can I do for you?" I say slicked with sarcasm and he gives me a curious look to which I squint my eyes at.

I see his eyes dart to the laptop and an expression passes over his face, like he knows something. I tilt my head at him with furrowed brows, pondering on what he knows.. or think he knows.

I glance back down at my laptop and a second later I scoff, "what?" I say and look back to him, he has a hard face on, unreadable and I tut shaking my head with a grin pericing my face. "What do you think you know?"

He crosses his arms and looks at me for a moment, "has he emailed you?" I tilt my head at him with a dangerous smile, then I stand up.

"Has who emailed me?" I say with a careful tone and he rolls his eyes.

"Stop playing dumb with me Levi, we both know you're way above that." He nods to my laptop "is this why you've been acting so off lately? We know your dad is out of jail- fuck, everyone knows it. It's been playing on your mind hasn't it, has he been bothering you?"

I scoff and throw my head up at the ceiling with a big laugh, kind of manic like, erupting from me. Then I look back to him in disbelief, "fuck me Val, you really do stick your nose where it doesn't belong don't you."

He shakes his head, "I get to know this shit too, you're my roommate and I c-" he cuts himself off and runs a rough hand through his hair. "Look we've known each other for years now, and you've told us basically everything there is to know. Why are you shutting us out now?" He pleads and I feel my breathing pick up.

"Stop that, stop-"

"Stop what?" He almost yells.

"Stop acting like you care, you don't. I know you don't, none of you do for fuck sake. We all just live together okay, that's it. There's nothing more and it doesn't go deeper than sharing a house together. You will never understand, and you don't care so stop trying to get me to open up" I finish with malice spiking my voice, feeling my heart race faster and my eyes wide, stepping up closer to him.

He stares at me for a second longer before nodding and stepping back, "yeah, okay. Whatever, I'm done" he scoffs and shakes his head before heading to the door. I see Emmet at the door and I huff out a breath of air.

"That applies for you too" I nod my head to him as Val leaves, Emmet stays for a moment and I cross my arms. I hate when he gives me talks, he doesn't show his emotions through it, he's calm and collected as he does so. It pisses me off.

"You don't have to believe him but we do care about you" I roll my eyes, fed up with all of this.

"If you care like you say you do you'll stay out of my business, got that?" He shrugs indifferently.

"Got it boss, anyway why aren't you at work?" I roll my eyes at him for doing the exact opposite of what I just said and bite my lip, fuck. They don't know that I've lost my job. I head to the door and lightly push him out.