Saving Mr. Davenport ✗ Bree Davenport

Chapter 15

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Chapter 15

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"Donny! Look, your kids are here. Or should I say, my kids. Welcome." Douglas greeted as Chase held my hand, leading me further into the warehouse that I had been in on only Monday. It looked practically the same, minus the fact that Douglas had thrown different food wrappers to every corner of the building.

"Save it, Douglas." Chase hissed. I could see him taking a notice to every little bit of the place, trying to figure out the best way to do this. I knew that this would take a small amount of time if this was just Douglas. He and Mr. Davenport were both like scared little kids when it came down to it. But I also knew that he had to have some other guy helping him through all of this. He couldn't have done this by himself, and if he did, he was more crazy than I had thought.

"Oh Chase, I've missed your come backs. Did you guys know that I've had security cameras in the lab for the past four years?" Douglas added with a smirk as he let his arms cross over his chest. He slowly made his way over to rest a hand on the arm of the chair that Davenport had been tied to for the past five days. I cringed at the thought that this creep had actually been staring at us for that long.

"You're sick." I spit out. I didn't have another way to reveal how truly disgusted I was by that fact. I knew he was our "real dad", but he also seemed to be a stalker of sorts. Douglas threw his head back with a laugh before he returned to his evilly smirking self. He smiled slyly as he got an idea.

"Have you met our help, Chase? I know Bree knows him in a way that none of us ever will. Much like the way she knows you." Douglas replied as he held up his hand and waved someone forward. Up above where Mr. Davenport was tied to the chair, was a long ledge of sorts. There was a chain railing against the side of the ledge, for safety I'm assuming. Which seemed simply ironic given the circumstances. Chase's face took on the most serious tone I had ever seen on him as Chase realized what Douglas had been getting at. I had apparently been seeing this boy romantically before all of this went down. I watched the ledge in hopes that it couldn't have been Ethan or Owen that would have betrayed me that way. Then, there was a movement from the top, revealing the one person I should have expected this whole time. I always knew there was something off about him.

"Marcus." I mumbled as he stepped out, holding up his hands in triumph. He used his speed to get down to our level within milliseconds. He stopped at Douglas' side as Douglas patted his back happily. I felt a frown take over my face as one thought occurred to me.

"Wait, are we-"

"Related? Why yes sweetheart, we're cousins. I was pretty broken up about it too, until I found out you're attracted to all of your opposite sex family members. Have you ever kissed Adam? Or Leo-"

"No, I haven't. And if I had known that we were related I would have never pitied you in the first place." I snapped as I held onto Chase's hand tighter. I could feel him drawing away from me at the mention of Marcus and me. But Marcus was making it sound like we had been so deeply in love that Chase was my rebound. When in all reality, I had used Marcus to make Owen jealous.

"What do you mean pitied?" Marcus asked snidely. I could tell I had pressed a button I shouldn't have by the way he began advancing towards Chase and I. Chase stepped in between the two of us as Marcus stopped just five feet from me.

"I mean, that was when Owen and I were taking a break. You seemed lonely and when you kissed me, Owen was watching. We got back together later that day. I never liked you." I explained. Marcus took in short, angry breaths as he clenched his fists at his sides. He looked as though he was ready to murder me. Douglas clapped his hands together once to bring our attention back to the matter at hand. Saving Mr. Davenport. Or killing him in Douglas' case.