My boon companion.

(23) Three sides to one story

"Do you understand that this wasn't just a normal break in, so the Penns could take your sons. Haven't you noticed something different about Mr. Penn especially?" Asked my uncle.

"Yeah, I can tell there's more than just wanting to sell my sons. I have a feeling that the Penns were pawns in a much bigger game. However, I don't have the slightest clue as to who's running this game or why. All of it was so random and messy. . . It was probably a distraction, but then again the question lies at, what is the distraction?" I thought as I felt very perplexed. I rubbed my chin trying to figure out who would do this.

"It all adds up! The game is cloud nine, some game that auctioneers sometimes play. The auction part of it is just for profit and gain. It's a psychotic game with the aim of destroying someone in a long and painful way. They put in a lot of distractions before they give you the big blow. The victim is clueless as to who's done this or why and so he/she blames themselves. The suspect likes watching them crumble apart, however, loves it when they get back up to try and investigate. If the victim isn't ready to give up they are known to make it to cloud two. The suspect carries on throwing disastrous things in that persons life to see whether they crumble or make it to cloud three and so on."

"It can't be that deep. . . Can it? Wait, but I don't k ow anyone who would want to do that." I sighed in so much confusion.

"Well I'm not entirely sure, but from the information I've received this is what it's adding up to in my mind." He gave me a sorry look along with a shrug.
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Maybe I can't cope with what the future may bring. I don't want the boys to loose their trust in me, or hate me when they are old enough to know or want to know the truth about their mother.

You're not in the wrong. You didn't sneak into someone's house about to kidnap your own sons and sell them. You weren't about to kill someone, because you disliked them or because they were in your way. You wasn't the one who acted like a pathetic child who needing a good beating. Love yourself, don't break yourself, because you're going to need it on time. Max doesn't need more shit on his plate and neither do you, so clear all the negativity.

"It wasn't my fault... It was not my fault, it was self defense. She came at me, but I defended myself. I defended the boys and so I should with my life. She's trespassed on Max's property, which I now am apart of. The right was mine to defend myself." I reassured myself. I had to because I was going crazy. I can't go crazy, the boys are my top priority right now as well as Maximum.

I did wake up and Max was gone, but I knew he had a lot of things to sort out. I knew that mama would've had the twins. So that gave me time to begin my plan. I know max would think he could deal with this new situation on his own, which he can't. I know there's a bigger picture that I'm missing out on, which I feel like Max has got a taste of. I know he won't tell me, because he thinks I'm traumatized, which I am, but if I know I can help solve this and deal with it I will finally be somewhat relieved. If I have no part in helping, then I'd feel like shit, absolutely shit where it'll drive me beyond crazy.
I'll ask anyways, but if he doesn't give, it seems I'm going to have to be an independent bunny to try and help us all. Though I wish to not lie or hide things from my best friend, I would be doing it for the better. I love him too much to just see him crumble away, because he's got too much of a burden. I love the boys too much to see something happen to them.
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"Was that all you could do? Send the Penns to their deaths, knowing that they're not the gangster type!" She laughed.

"Well I didn't know what else to do, but for your information it's looking quite successful. Marmae is traumatic and Maximum got so much on his plate that he's going to crumble." I smiled happily, dusting of my hands.

"Not good enough!" She yelled and I jumped, not expecting that reaction. "Are you that dumb? Your idea is unsuccessful, and now they move up one. Do not make me not enjoy my game." She threw a knife at my head, but I ducked. Unfortun-
"Whoops, I didn't actually mean to kill you. I wanted to intimidate you. For fuck sake, DONAVAN CLEAN UP THIS CORPSE THAT'S ON MY FLOOR! Now who am I going to use?"