Mirrored

Chapter 20 - Kaya

New Chapter!!! ..... and some action time 🤜🔫

Warning: blood, guns and violence explored within this chapter. Please read what is most comfortable for you.

Enjoy Reading!!!💐🌷

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"I like the scars because I like the stories. Bravery, stupidity, pain -

none of them come for free"

- Jessica Martinez, Virtuosity

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Parked out of sight in front of a luxurious grey-white mansion on the costal side of town was not how I thought I would be spending my Friday night.

The waves were unusually calm tonight, and only slapped against the nearshore sandbars in a half-heartedly manner. Wind was oddly non-existent creating an eery feel to this potentially awful night.

Everything was too still. Too calm. Too artificial.

For a crazy moment, perhaps in another dimension of the world, I could have sworn Ryo was the one who decided all of this. To make everything artificially perfect.

It was after all, his favourite way to play with people's feelings before ending their lives and chucking their corpses in a ditch designated for new construction plans. There was no denying that underneath each and every single building the Sakurazuki construction group was responsible for, housed at least a dozen bodies built on top of them. It was the most cost effective, efficient, and easiest method of disposing them.

No one checks. No one looks. And most importantly, no one is bold enough to question.

"Didn't think you'd be joining. And here I thought you can only make flower arrangements look pretty." Kaito commented, leaning against the hood of his car.

If that comment came from anyone else, I would be hurling my fist into their sternums but from Kaito it didn't matter. I knew and understood he was only making a joke to calm me down. My nerves were obvious and for an empath and another control freak like Kaito, he just needed to do something about it.

"Wasn't my idea of fun either." I replied, crossing my arms to stop my hands from shaking. "I was forced rather than joined."

"No forcing or coercion was done. You chose to be here." Ryo corrected, looking up from his tablet before opening the car door to chuck it away. The sleeve of his dress shirt strained with the muscle mass that packed underneath with every movement and I couldn't seem to look away.

Kaito catches where my attention was and wiggled his brows up and down. I gave him the finger to which he replied with a cackling laugh, leaving Ryo confused.

Confused Ryo was hands down, one of the most interesting facial expression he owned. Possibly also the most expressive he becomes. His right brow dips low, and his dark brown eyes harden, creasing at the sides but not in a frightening way. More like disgusted way.

It was damn hilarious.

And Kaito laughed harder.

While I put on a neutral, 'I have no idea what he is laughing at' face.

Ryo sighs and closes his eyes, as though he was a fed-up father who gave up on talking sense to his children.

Well, he kind was like that to the five kids who have been surprisingly well behaved all of yesterday and today. They were like any teenage boys who were always lured into some kind of mischief, constantly chasing for that adrenaline high. Whether that was beating each other half to death, riding their motorcycles close to death or annoying Ryo to their graves.