"What are you talking about?" Noah asked, putting on his best facade.
They looked at each other, having a mental conversation.
"Oh, never mind us; we are happy you two found each other and are back to being friends," Maya said, holding a smile with defecating eyes.
How did we not notice the lies before?
"Oh yes, I'm happy I found him again, oh but you guys must be exhausted with all that traveling; we will leave you guys alone," I said this time.
We walked out, closing the door and letting out a breath we were holding.
"They know," he said, looking at me.
"They can't know if they know we are both dead if they know we are." I couldn't speak anymore; it wasn't worth it. We both know that they know.
We are not safe in this house.
"I'm sleeping in your room tonight; no excuses." With that, he just walked away, leaving me in front of the door.
They started arguing, and I couldn't help but put my ear to the door.
"Those dumbasses know they finally found out," Joe gritted out.
"They have to be faking something; I mean, the plan was so tight in what went wrong." Maya questioned him.
"We made sure she relapsed on the drugs; we made sure her family would hate her; we made sure she had no one; we made sure we were the only ones she trusted; that bitch ruined it; I knew we should have done it before she got here." Joe was almost yelling at this point.
"No, because then we wouldn't have an inside. We were trying to get inside ears; maybe we still can, with a bit of manipulation or threatening, get it out of her." What were they planning, and why was I at the center of it all?
The next second happened to fast my phone when off, and the next thing I knew, I was being dragged into the room of the people I was trying to get away from.
"Ah, of course the bitch," Joe said, tying me to the chair.
I just looked up at him in pure disgust.
"Oh, wipe that off your face. What is the worst we are going to do? Kill you in the comfort of your own home." Maya laughed; she was sitting on the bed.
"I wouldn't be surprised," I spitted out.
The two people in front of me are simply not the same people I met; those were fake people, meaning I never had anyone.
Wow, Chloe, your life is really a shitshow.
A punch to my broken ribs knocked me out of the negative thoughts.
"Look, I can kill you right here right now. I can take you and torture you worse than Dom ever did. Unless you follow everything, we tell you to do, you will follow our orders to a tee." He finished his threat with another blow.
"And why would I do that if you killed me or kidnapped me, you would have more than one mafia on your ass to get me back?" He broke out laughing.
"You were spying on us; didn't you hear anything I said? We made your family hate you; you think they actually like you, and even if you did, we got a lot of people to be your enemies. A lot of people are willing to help us. If we want you dead, you are dead. It's that simple." He pulled out a knife and just started playing with it.
Does he think a knife will scare me?
"And don't forget, we know where lil-"
"I'll do it," I cut Maya off.
That secret couldn't get out if people knew she would be in so much trouble.
"Perfect That is what I thought. Now you will tell us all you know about the mafia so far."
"I don't know anything; I just 'joined' and Dom being out didn't speed up the process." I was met with another blow to the ribs.
"Useless like always," Joe gritted out.
"Here, you will go into your brother's office and show him this." She gave me an article about Dom and Joe splitting up. I could tell it was fake; he had the tattoo that he got when I was there, but before Noah was, only I would know it was fake. "And you will clear our names to make it seem like we are here to help you." Maya untied me and dumped me out of my chair.
"Whatever," I got up. My ribs were burning, but it wasn't too bad.
I went right away to Dre's office. I hated lying to them, but if I didn't, Lili would be in danger. I got her out of that house for a reason, but of course Joe and Maya know where she is.
knocking on the door, I was met with a simple come in.
All my brothers and Noah were in there.
"Wow, is this a family reunion without me?" I laughed.
"Not the time for jokes. What do you want, Chloe?" Dre looked dead at me.
Maybe Maya and Joe were right; they had no other choice but to bring me in.
"After we helped take their bags, I went to research more and found this." I put the paper on his desk, and he took it.
"Are you sure this is true?" he asked me.
"Yeah, it fits with the timeline, and it explains why they took care of me and Noah." They all just looked at me.
"Very well, thank you. That takes one thing off our plates about this thing," he said, putting it down.
"If we didn't say yes to CPS, we wouldn't have this plate in the first place," Xander said.
Of course, they were right. God, why did they have to be right?
"Um, I'm going to go, I'm kinda tired, oh, and Noah, since they aren't a danger, I don't need anything anymore," I just turned around and left.
God, this was so draining.
I simply went to my room, opening and closing the door, locking it like always.
When I turned around, I saw him.
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breaking the truth
Storie d'amoreChloe is a street fighter, street racer, and underground royalty. Noah is also all those things, but they have one more thing in common. They hate each other. So, what happens when Chloe's is taken away from her know hell just to be put in another w...