My Bratty Baby Girl

Chap - 29 •"The oldest son"

♠Xavier's Pov-°

"When the fuck did that happen?"
I grind my teeth together. Frown forming on my face.

"When she was having a sleepover at Lily's boyfriend home." I glare at him. Running my hands through my hairs,I feel like I might go crazy from the amount of frustration I feel right now.

Exhale. Exhale. Exhale.
...

"Should I countinue?" His tone laced with uncertainty.

"What else? What the fuck are you waiting for?" I snap on him, grinding my teeth.

Enzo rolls his eyes. Handing me a bottle of water. "I'm waiting for you to get your shit under control,asshole." He grunts.

My phone rings,I ignore it.

"It's his picture." I click on the notification. I shook my head. Fucker. I shoved my phone aside, trying to calm myself. Looking at the street to get some sense of calmness.

The corner of my eye catches a black figure. I get off the car despite Enzo's efforts to get me back. Before I could make out what was happening. My fist ramed into his face, repeatedly. Warm blood wetting my hands as it ran down his face.

Rage. Pure rage. I kick him. "Asshole. You wanna stalk girls?" I kick him again. "Fucking have this then." Enzo yells my name , trying to get me off him.

I'm breathing hard as I stare down at the motherfucker, leaning against the tree , clutching his stomach. He groans. He grits his teeth. "I only stalked yet." His eyes doens't leave mine.

"Shut the fuck up." Enzo grabs him by his collar and sneer something near his face. The color drains from his face but soon turns into anger. Enzo chuckles. "Run while you can."

He doesn't move.

"Run."

Getting no response, Enzo shoves him. I hear the gun click. A high pitched sound rings through my ears along with his scream. Smoke comes out from his gun.

"You fucking shot him?" I push past him. It went right through his leg. I glance back to look at him. It was indifference. Just like a predator would know how to prey and won't feel a thing about it. I saw a smirk coming on his face.

"Run Man. Run. Crawl for all I care." He chuckles. He fills out another bullet. How can someone change so much in couple of years.

"Are you seriously letting him go?" I hiss.

"For now. A paralysed guy can't do much."

What the actual hell is going on. I turn back to face him only to see I was the only person standing there. I looked at my knuckles at the burning ache and the blood now feeling cold.

My phone chims yet again.

"Go home."

That's what his text said. I take a deep breath in and rub my temple. Jesus Christ. So I leave with my mind filled with confusion and questions.

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♠Luna's Pov-°

It was around midnight. I kept tossing and turning. My hands reach out to my phone again. 01:52 AM. Why is he not back yet?

I heard the door getting opened. The mattress pressed by his weight. I felt his hands coming up to my waist. His warmth beside up. I turned to face him only to find his eyes closed already. He's sleeping already? I doubt but alright. It didn't take me long to realise the smile of alcohol coming off from him.