The missing twins

Chapter 23

Marcello POV

"Where are we going, man?", says Marcus.

"To a house that I brought. Isabella is going to Alex's house and I don't want to see her right now.", I say, turning a right.

"Maybe we should talk it out with her. She probably has a good reason to why she didn't tell us.", he says.

"Then she would have told us!", I snarled. She wouldn't have kept it a secret. She wouldn't have lied.

"Then you should have given her a chance to speak.", says River. "You were yelling... well you and her. You were yelling, going on about killing him and Bella was yelling, trying to not... kill him."

"Who's side are you on?", I ask him.

"Yours.", he says.

I just can't understand why she didn't tell me. I pretty sure he is trying to get her on his side. Why else would he talk to her again, he's trying to use her again. That's all he did. I hate his guts, the next time I see him, I will put a bullet in his brain. I don't care what Isabella thinks, I'm doing this for her own good. She can't see it but everything I do is for her own good.

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"We're here.", I say turning off the car.

I walk inside the house. I brought this houses as soon as we got here, just in case we needed a safe house.

I don't feel like going back with Lorenzo or any of them.

"River, find out where Sebastian is.", I says, looking for whiskey. I check the cabinets, checking to see if there is any. I found a Jack Daniel's Tennessee whiskey. It's one of my favorite one's. "Want some?"

"Nah, I'm good.", says Marcus.

"I'll take some.", says River, typing something on the computer.

I pour some in a cup for River and hand it to him. I drink from the bottle, I go upstairs, letting them find Sebastian. I open a window and climb up to the roof, letting the cold wind hit me. I look up at the starts, Isabella likes the stars, she can you the name of every star and go on and on about how cool they are and how pretty they are.

I still can't believe it, she protecting him. The fact that she treated me is outrageous, she can't beat me, I'm better than her. I should have killed him the moment I saw him. I shouldn't have cared what Isabella thought about me. I shouldn't have but I did care of what she thought of me. I didn't want to seem like a monster to her but that's what I am. And she needs to realize that. These emotions are what is holding back, the pity, the sadness, the happiness, the hurtness. Everything.

Torture him, kill him

He needs to die, your sister will understand

Kill him like you killed Laura and John

No, he made look like an accident, they didn't die in pain, people need to know he kill the bastard, he needs to feel pain, the hatred.

He should also her, she's protecting him, she's letting her emotions, her feeling get in the way. Isabella doesn't care about you, she's selfish, she doesn't only what she wants. She's never asked you want you want.

Remember what John and Laura told you. People will always side with Isabella, no one will care about you, they will always care about her first, you will never be their first or second priority.

All this anger, use it. Use it to end them.

No, no, no. Stop, I can't, I have to stop, think that. I can't, I have to be rational, think things though but this anger... I have to do something with it and this drink isn't helping.

I climb down into the room, I set the bottle down, taking my shirt off. I take some black sweatpants out of the drawer. I change into them and head down to the basement, where the gym is.

I take a punching bag and hang it. I punch it repeatedly.

I'm telling you boy, end them both.

They don't care about you, you have to start thinking about only yourself and only you. No one else. They can't hurt you, if you don't let them in.

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

Yes yes yes, you can do it, just do it.

I can't they are family, she's family, she's my other half. She was there for me.

Yeah, when. When was she there for you, when you needed it? Don't kid yourself, foolish boy.

Punch, punch, yeah, maybe I will. I will let the blood fall from their head to the ground. Watch the deep red liquid drip from their head or from their heart. Maybe I'll even burn them or ev-

"Marcello. Marcello, your hands... they're bleeding.", says a voice.

I look down at my hands, looking at the deep red liquid that I was just thinking about. The same deep red liquid that I was imaging on Isabella and Sebastian.

"Yeah, so. It's just blood", I say coldly. I walk past him but he catches up to me.

"Wait, shouldn't you clean them up? They could get infected.", says Marcus.

I walk back upstairs where River is talking on the phone. His laptop open with papers spears around the table.

"I'll do it later.", I walk to the kitchen. I take out another bottle of whiskey and cup. I pour some of it into the cup.

"Who was it?", I ask.

"No one important, just moving things around.", he says.

"Don't you think you've had enough?", says Marcus, a moment later, following me into the kitchen.

"Don't you think you've should mind your own business?", I replied back

I gulp the whole thing down. "Ah." That's good. Nothing beats cold whiskey. I do think that I've had a lot but I don't feel like stopping. Why would I?

"I found him.", says River.

"Perfect.", I smile. Right on time. "Let's go."

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