Forget me not [Yandere Family x Reader]

Chapter 39 - Weird Behavior

The day had been a whirlwind of emotions and revelations, leaving me in a state of heightened alertness. As evening approached, I found myself seeking the solace of a familiar face.

I waited patiently until Rosey entered with the breakfast tray, her usual morning greeting a hushed 

"Morning?" We exchanged furtive glances, ensuring the coast was clear before speaking freely.

Once satisfied no prying ears lingered nearby, Rosey wasted no time.

"Did you get any updates on Victoria?" she asked in a low voice, setting the tray down gently on the bed.

With a nod, I pulled out my phone and powered it on, the dim glow illuminating my face. We both leaned in close, anxious for any scrap of news about the young woman's whereabouts and well-being after her harrowing escape. Every whispered word carried the weight of Victoria's safety.

With bated breath, I turned on the phone and opened the message. Rosey leaned in, her eyes wide with anticipation. The words on the screen brought an immense wave of relief crashing over us.

"Victoria is safe, we cut the tracker out."

Those eight simple words held such profound meaning. We exhaled almost in unison, the tension melting away as our shoulders sagged. A shared sigh of relief filled the air between us.

For now, at least, Victoria had evaded her pursuers and found sanctuary, free from the electronic leash that had threatened to give away her location. The heavy cloak of worry lifted, if only temporarily.

After the relief of hearing Victoria was safe settled in, Rosey's expression turned grave. She leaned in closer, glancing over her shoulder before speaking in a conspiratorial whisper.

"I was present at the brothers' meeting yesterday regarding Victoria's disappearance," she began, her voice little more than a raspy breath. "But her escape seems to be the least of their concerns at the moment."

I felt my brow furrow as I hung on Rosey's every word.

What could be more pressing than a young woman slipping through their clutches?

"And remember the man that came in?" Rosey said. She paused, as if carefully choosing her next words. "I couldn't make out much through the heavy oak doors," Rosey continued. "But their meeting seemed...heated. Raised voices, the sound of objects being slammed down in anger or frustration."

She leaned in, her voice lowering to an urgent whisper. "I've never seen them looking so rattled, dear. Not even when news of Victoria's escape reached them. It's almost as if..."

Her voice trailed off, but her meaning was clear. This mysterious man may have leveraged some deeply troubling information against the brothers.

"You don't think he's...blackmailing them, do you?" I asked, scarcely believing the words as they left my lips.

Rosey's expression was grim. "I don't know for certain. But I struggle to imagine what other power he could wield over men like that."

My mind raced, trying to piece together the puzzle. "Maybe it's not just one secret," I ventured. "Maybe he has dirt on each of them individually, and he's using that to control them like puppets."

"That's a terrifying thought," Rosey said, her brow furrowed. "But it would explain their unwavering obedience. If he has the power to destroy their lives with a single word, they'd have no choice but to comply."

"You're right," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "For them to go that far, the leverage he has over them must be earth-shattering."

Rosey nodded solemnly. "Exactly. And that's what worries me the most. What kind of secrets could be so damning that they'd be willing to act scared?"

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(A/N)

Sorry for the short chapter, I split my finger open and its hard to type