None of the boys were home yet.
Sebastian had said that Marcus and Austin were either packing up at the mechanics, or out ordering take-out, and Tyler was at soccer training.
"Do they know we're here?" Madison asked, hobbling with the crutches into the guest room Sebastian was preparing for her and Alessio.
Sebastian shook his head, "I didn't text any of them. They'll obviously find out whenever they get home." He looked at Madison and scowled, "Hey, sorry about your leg by the way."
"It's not your fault, you were fine. You were great really." Madison acknowledged. Sebastian was definitely an amazing dancer.
He folded the last blanket and put it on the bed, "Your room is ready." He strung the words out like a song and Madison just smiled,
"Thank you, Sebastian."
Alessio looked nervous, "One bed?"
"Oh. Uh. Um." Sebastian looked more nervous and embarrassed, "The floor?" He suggested.
"Alessio-" Madison started but she was interrupted.
He turned to Madison, "I don't mind the floor, honestly."
Madison exhaled, "Alessio, I won't even take up half of that bed and I have a broken leg so I won't be moving much. We can share, it's fine."
His face was slightly red, "If you say so."
"He like your servant or something?" A voice asked from the doorway.
Madison turned around slowly on her damned crutches and an almost identical copy of Sebastian stood there. The only difference was Tyler, as Sebastian had mentioned his name earlier, had a slight, left dimple, whereas Sebastian didn't have any at all.
That, and their personalities. Sebastian seemed more polite, distant and quiet, but Tyler, here, seemed cocky and definitely rude.
"He's my friend." Madison said in a blunt tone. She felt offended for Alessio that he would say something like that. Alessio was only trying to help her.
Tyler smiled, amused, "Okay, and who are you?"
Sebastian cleared his throat, "Tyler, this is Madison. Madison, Tyler."
"Oh, she's that girl you were all talking about." Tyler said, acting as though he had just realised.
Madison frowned, "All?"
Tyler nodded, "Yeah, some plan to bring you here."
Sebastian looked about ready to kill Tyler.
Kill.
Madison took a deep breath. So it was one of the brothers who had killed her parents and now they had made a plan to bring her here and kill her.
She almost dropped her crutches from fear, "Listen, I don't know why you guys want to kill me, or why you killed my parents, but I swear, I will do anything you ask me to. Alessio will too."
"Anything?" Tyler asked, a smile playing on his lips.
"Anything." Madison nodded fast.
"Can you cook?" Tyler asked and Madison nodded. "Good, because Marcus and Austin are taking one hell of a long five minutes getting us dinner."
"I cook and you don't kill me?" Madison asked nervously.
Tyler looked at her silently and then let out a laugh, "My God, Maddy, we didn't kill your parents and we sure as hell don't want to kill you."
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The Dancer | Wattys2018 | COMPLETED
Misterio / SuspensoFour hundred victims. Fifty seven dancers. One murderer. The Dancer - a murderer who stalks and violently kills those who find their passion within the art of dance, his motive unknown. Madison Perelli - Daughter and ballerina to world famous dance...