Chapter 7,
-A (P.O.V) (P.S. -K & -A are different people, so no I did not make a mistake.)
Ivy thought she could run from her past, but you can’t , you can never run away from your past because one day it will come back to haunt you and that’s what I’m here for, they all think she’s some goody, goody but I will expose her for who she truly is. You think you know someone but then they surprise you and you find out you actually never knew them.
You can’t always trust people and give them faith you have to be able to believe that they’ll turn evil and get revenge, revenge is something I’ll enjoy giving Ivy and her brothers, to be able to see her break down in tears, to see her useless, to see her dead. Yes that sounds good to see Ivy’s lifeless form on the ground dying from loss of blood.
While I think of ways to make Ivy’s life hell, my phone suddenly rings.
“Hi” The voice on the other end says.
“Did you do it?” I ask not really in the mood for a chit chat knowing that I still have a lot of work to do.
“Yes, it’s done. She’s never coming back.”
“Good” I say before hanging up.
Some people know too much, some people know too little and some know nothing at all but to keep myself a secret sometimes I have to push people in the right direction, even if it means to kill them, or harm them. Nothing and no one will get in the way of my plan I have waited too long for someone to come along and destroy what I’ve been working for.
I don’t mean to sound bad, but later on you’ll understand why I’m doing what I’m doing, killing Tara Mitchell was not part of the plan but she was too close to knowing who I was so I kidnapped her but when she ran away I did the only thing I could I took matters into my own hands and I killed off the threat. I’m doing this for the better good, you might be confused right now but that’s ok because in the end you’ll agree with me, if not then it’s your loss.
I pick up my phone and start dialing, the phone rings for awhile, until they finally pick up.
“I need your help.” I say into the phone.
“I-I-I-I c-can-cant h-he-he-help y-you.” She replies into the phone.
“You will do as I say, or your little sister Noel gets it, do you understand Azalea?”
“Y-ye-yes, I-I-I u-un-under-s-s-stand.” She replies shakily.
“Good, now what I want you to do is become best friends with Aiden’s, then rip his heart out.”
“Y-yo-you p-p-p-pro-m-m-mi-mi-miss y-y-y—you w-w-wont h-h-hurt h-h-h-her” she stammers over the phone.
“I promise no harm will come to Noel if you do as I say.” I reply before cutting the call off.
One brother down several to go, once Azalea breaks Aiden’s heart he will be weak and vulnerable and that’s when I will strike. No one will make it out of London alive, or in good condition, they will all fall and they will fall hard and quick.
