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24.

antheias pov

that day was the earliest fucked up thing that had happened to me. there were more but that was the beginning of it all. as just a little girl I learned many cruel lessons in life, the main one most men in this world just take. they swear they give everything in life, that they build us our future and make our lives. I understand not all men as I've been told before by them when I express my hatred towards the male species to any of them, but I say what I say from my experience being around the evil theyve created in my life. I live and I learn through things then I make my opinion towards it but this opinion has stuck with me since I was a child and its saved me from numerous times. 

if I keep my distance from the brothers then I can find a way to get me and dj out of here. Antonio shouldn't be that hard since we seem to only have one thing in mutual with eachother: our lust for the other. nickolas will be slightly hard because he's like a cuddly bear. 

I walk into djs room in search of my best friend where he usually is, besides in the kitchen raiding it, I find him sprawled on his fluffy carpet writing his poems as he always does. I bought him a little booklet for his 18th birthday; it has a dagger sewed into the front with a dark blue gem on the tip of the handle embedded in the journals leather and the string to wrap around it is a handwoven friendship bracelet I made for him where the old one was originally. he doesn't know how much he's saved me in life, he was my light in my darkest times even when it took me years to finally open up to him about some of what I have packed away. he isn't the most open with me still after all of this time but I'll never push him to tell me, dj always manages to make sure I'm forever okay and being safe so he's the person I appreciate most in the world no matter what. 

'yooo'. I say walking into his room. the dumbass jumps as if I screamed.

' you cant just walk up behind a man like that bitch. what if I had a heartattack?!' 

I take it back, someone tell me why I'm best friends with this drama queen?

'okay 1. you have got to see a therapist, there has to be a disorder for how dramatic you are, and 2. I feel like we should talk about our decision.' I say rolling my eyes then sit down on his big ass spinny game chair. 

'okay then. 1. I'm not you so I don't think I have a disorder and 2. yeah I've wrote a list of who I can think of for me. have you decided?' he asks. 

' I'm going to take that as a compliment but I have someone in mind, I just have no clue where they are now though...' I say. this chair is so fun to swivel in, I have to get me one.

' I think you should write a list too then and then we can just research them while discussing it and tic them off as we go.' dj suggests.

'sounds good to me.' I shrug 

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so for the next 4 hours my best friend and I do our research on all the people who have fucked our lives over and give our opinions to each other. by the end we both have 2 people left on our list and choose to see what the brothers think since they are after all the "professionals". walking into the lower floor we see Nickolas' office door open so we figure theyre in there, in which they are. 

' decided yet, little vixen?' I hear a gruff voice speak out from the corner. Nickolas is in his office chair behind his desk on a phone call. when I look to where the voice came from I see Antonio in the corner chair leaned back sipping what I presume is whiskey and eyes on us. 

' we went through all the possible choices and came down to 2 each.' I say to him.

' well I thought it would be a hard choice for you two but seems as I was wrong. killing 2 people is a bold first kill.' he smirks against his glass before taking a sip. his voice is taunting. he truly believes me and dj would just automatically choose to end anyones life? let alone 4 peoples?

' no. we cant decide because we don't wish to take anyone's life for that matter. we were wondering if you guys could give us your opinions on who's worse and help us decide our person.' I say irritated. I always seem to be when he's around.

'very well then.' Nickolas says to the person over the phone. ' what's going on here?' he turns and asks everyone once he hangs up on whoever.

'the little vixen and her puppy dog needs our helping deciding their murder victim.' Antonio states tauntingly. again.

hii loves ! so I was thinking of doing like a aesthetics page for the characters so you guys can really visualize them but I'm not sure if any of youd like that? let me know please cause I won't unless I get your feedback on it! I love you all and thank you for reading as well as supporting bel fiore <3