Chapter 47

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__Alexis pov__

There was still presents that haven't been opened yet and those are now all in my room. I began to open them so that my room isn't crowded by presents. There is a bunch of canvases, paint, anything with art. I also want to start with the walls in my new art room today.

It was early in the morning, about 6 in the morning. There are still purple balloons on my ceiling, some helium balloons are starting to deflate. There was a bunch of wrapping paper all over the floor. The gifts are amazing, I love all of them. I unwrapped an rectangular shape gift and it was a big rug. It was a plant rug which fit perfectly with the colour of my room's walls.

 It was a plant rug which fit perfectly with the colour of my room's walls

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Most of the gifts were art supplies, which I wasn't complaining about. There was a purple box, I opened the lid of the box and the sides fell outward refilling chocolates on each side and another box in it, I opened the slightly smaller box and it was more chocolates with another smaller box in the middle. How many boxes are there going to be? I opened the third box and there was notes on the sides and a pop-up that said 'happy birthday' in the middle.

 How many boxes are there going to be? I opened the third box and there was notes on the sides and a pop-up that said 'happy birthday' in the middle

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I smiled while reading the notes. I carefully closed all the boxes and looked at the pile of gifts infront of me. There is a rose with a letter attached to it, I opened the letter and began reading it.
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Hello Alexis, I wish you a happy birthday. I'll see you soon enough when you don't expect it. Then we can have a longer chat again. But in the meantime look out for me, you'll never know when I will see you. -Carlos
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My smile faded as I was reading the letter, but someone had to bring it in and put it on the table when I wasn't there. So that means someone is working for him.

I really didn't want the rose now that I know who it is from. I plugged off the petals of the rose and cut the stem into tiny little pieces and threw it in the little trash can in my room. I realise that Carlos is in Italy and not in London anymore, so I really have to look out when I'm going out and definitely have my gun with me.

I got off of my bed and out my bedroom door, I looked around and no one was up yet. I walked down the stairs and walked into the kitchen. I opened the kitchen cabinet and grabbed a bowl, I put it on the island and got the milk from the fridge and placed it on the counter next to my bowl. I then got out some chocolate cereal with vanilla stars.

I poured the cereal into my bowl and then poured milk all over it

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I poured the cereal into my bowl and then poured milk all over it. I got a spoon from the drawer in front of me and mixed my cereal so that the cereal absorbs the milk. I walked to the dining table and sat in my usual spot with my cereal. I sat alone while scrolling through social media and eating my cereal. Dad walked in, and sat on his chair, and pulling out the newspaper. I went back to my cereal and scrolling through tiktok.

But the letter from Carlos keeps haunting me, why does he want to see me, he hates the shit out of me, maybe he want to do his little experiments on me again, but this time I'm not going to act weak, this time I'm going to go all out on him, killing him for good. But first I want to know who brought the letter in. I looked around at the ceiling to see if there was cameras near by and there was one by the big window. I know where the security room it and the code to get in the room.

I finished my cereal and stood up to go put my bowl in the dishwasher. After that I walked up to the third floor, I know what two rooms are on the third floor but not all, I wonder sometimes what is behind them. I got to the security room and put in the code, when I heard a click sound I opened the door and walked to the chair and sat down, I looked at the monitor and rewind it so that it is yesterday's footage when everyone came and placed their gifts down on the dining table.

The only person who put a rose down was Enzo, but it can't be him, maybe the rose was separate from the letter? It can't be him, he likes me right?

I walked out of the security room and into my art room, I planned on painting the walls of the room, which dad said I could paint what ever I want on it. I wanted to do a koi fish pond on one of the walls.

I got the paint buckets that I need, my paint brushes that I got for my birthday yesterday

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I got the paint buckets that I need, my paint brushes that I got for my birthday yesterday. I started by sketching it out of the wall.

Opening the paint buckets and got a big jar of water to wash out the paint.

__2 hours in__

I finished the water of the pond, and decided on going on tomorrow and starting on another thing, I thought about making the fish 3D, creating the fish out of cardboard.

Like this but more realistic looking so that it blends in with the painting on the wall

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Like this but more realistic looking so that it blends in with the painting on the wall. Good thing I saved all the cardboard boxes, I measured how long the fish should be, and it is going to be bigger than me. I went down to ask dad if he has newspapers that he is done reading through it, he said yes and left the room for a minute and came back with piles of newspapers, bit surprised. "How long have you been keeping all this?" I asked dad. He had a smile on his face and said since the day he started this mafia. Wow that is a long time. I took the piles of newspapers up to my art room and put it down on the table, this is going to take a while.

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Hi people, sorry for not updating, exams began and I'm already tired of it.

I'll post another chapter this weekend.

Total words: 1082

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