Looks Can Be Deceiving

C H A P T E R 19

"I'm sorry,"

"Do you mean it?"

"Maybe."

"Get out of my face... please," I pushed pass William and walk into the bathroom, making sure to slam the door behind me... and lock it.

Three days ago when Leo revealed he had a sister, I realized I could have been jumping to conclusions and being over dramatic. I mean, anyone can look at someone for so long, and it can start to seem as if they see themselves displayed through a different gender. Anyone can look at someone for a long time and realize that person could be their twin. Anyone. Right?

So what I did was open my mouth and asked the first question that popped into my mind.

"Where's your sister at now Leo?" It was a simple question I would like to say, but his answer was delayed, so maybe the question was only meant for Albert fûcking Einstein.

"We should talk about this -"

"Don't." I had held my hand up to William, cutting his sentence short.

The chuckle -if you could even call it that- that had left his mouth was one of pure sarcasm. It oozed and dripped the rage that was coursing through his billions of pores.

"Let me rephrase that for you, Naomi," He'd spat my name and grasped my attention to him, angling my face with his hand so that I was only looking at him. "This conversation won't be brought up again until I decide to address it, am I understood?"

"You can't just expect me to drop this after..."

Yanking my face a little closer to his was all he needed to do to shut me up, "I can, and I will. You are not to speak of it, am I understood?"

His hand had traveled from my chin to my neck, standing straight to his impressive height he'd blocked Rons and Leo's view of me. I'd swallowed hard not sure what to make of the situation, but wouldn't really allow myself to think too much.

"Fine!" Wasn't really what I wanted to say but more as what I had to say.

Later on that evening William drove himself and I to the closest hotel, explaining to Ron and Leo that I needed some time to - and I quote - 'Get her shit together'.

Now the bastard won't leave me alone long enough to get my 'shit together'.

"Baby, bring your ass out here for a minute, would you?" Oh, and the endearments he insists on mocking me with. "Not tomorrow, mia cara, but today."

"I'm on the toilet!" I yell, frustrated with myself for feeling like crying.

So what you have a brother you never knew until now, and a sister you'd forgotten that has been kidnapped. It's not your fault your life is shit and everyone around you is shittier. So what! I tell myself.

The sound of the doorknob turning told me William was picking the pathetic lock. I quickly pretended to flush the toilet and began washing my hands. The door swings open.

I can feel William looking at me through the mirror but I don't look at him. Instead I actually put soup on my hands, and focus my attention there. So much for privacy and getting my shit together.

"Oh, come one, mia -"

The sound of his approaching footsteps was unnerving so I turned around. He was barely three footsteps away from me with his hands stretched out towards me.

"'Oh, come on, mia'... what?" I mock him in a deep annoying voice. He raised his right eyebrow at me. "All of you have been hiding this big secret from me! Considering I don't owe any of you a got damn thing, and I never asked for any of this shit, I would say none of you had any rights to keep it from me."