How could my life go from bad, to worse? Why is this happening to me? All I want, more than being happy, is to see my dear brother, and my room that always made me feel safe.
This room. This room does not make me feel safe.
It makes me feel like a stranger in a different world.
I opened my eyes and looked around the plum themed room and sighed.
This is not my room, this is not my home. I want my old room, and my Dylan. Why can't I just go home? Why, why?
I curled into a ball on the bed and closed my eyes once more, letting the silent tears roll down my cheeks and make wet blotches on the pillows.
My dear Dylan. Two quiet knocks on my door thankfully awakened me from my painful daydream.
"Secret, I need to talk with you. Open the door please." I recognized that voice. It was the same voice of Mr.Evil.
I narrowed my eyes and thought about not answering. Maybe he will think that I'm sleeping.
"I just want to talk Secret." He pleaded threw the door.
Does he just want to talk, or does he want to try and make me talk? I sighed, got up and opened the door.
"Thank you, Secret." He grinned.
I narrowed my eyes a little bit and went to sit on one of the chairs in the room. He followed and sat across from me.
"Secret, I know this is tough on you. I get it. But please don't lock yourself up here, you already missed supper. Did we even introduce ourselves?"
I shook my head once, and dropped my gaze down to my feet.
"Dimitri, Nicholai please come in here!" He yelled.
Soon they both came in, I was still looking at my feet.
"We forgot to introduce ourselves." He said.
I looked up and both of the twins sat down next to him.
"First of all, I don't remember if I introduced myself or not. I am Bryce." Mr. Evil said, then gestered to the white blonde man with chocolate eyes who led me to my room earlier.
"Hello." He said in a deep voice.
"I'm Dimitri, nice to meet you, Secret." He gave me a warm smile.
Then all of our gazes went to the man sitting next to Dimitri. He was the one with ebony colored hair and eyes the color of the sky.
"Hello. My name is Nicholai." His voice was crisp and husky and had a sexy twinge to it.
It also had caution and ice. He wore a jerk-like smirk. It didn't reach his eyes, it seemed forced. I nodded and looked back to Bryce.
"We shall go now and let you settle a bit more, but please come down once in a while to have a snack of some sort. Don't want you to starve."
Bryce grinned and left. Nicholai seemed to vanish out of thin air.
"Secret. If you ever need help, just come to me ok?" Dimitri asked, got up, then left.
I was alone, finally. I crawled back into bed and let my mind wonder. Something I shouldn't have done.
My mothers warm, caring smile and her deep chocolate hair and blue eyes. My dads golden hair, deep chocolate eyes that held so much strength, but also kindness.
My brothers caring embrace, and gentle voice.
I felt more hot tears trickle down my cheeks, as I remembered.
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