My Two Gang Leaders

Chapter 20 Finally back

I wake up with a terrible migraine. I feel my head is splitting into two halves. I try moving my arm to massage it but it won't move. I adjust myself in bed to a position I can sit and take a look at my arm.

It isn't heavily bandaged and it looks the bullet didn't go deep. There is still some blood drops on it but I'm sure it isn't bleeding. I reach to my phone next to my bed and look at the time.

Well, twelve noon isn't a bad time to be waking up. I drag myself to the shower and take the most awkward shower ever. With my bandaged arm, I had to strain in the bathroom.

I lazily put on my favorite sweatpants with a mickey mouse hoodie so as to hide my bandaged arm away from my parent's eyes. I wonder how I even got to bed in the first place.

I rush downstairs to get myself breakfast although I should be having lunch.

I'm shocked when I find Zoe pacing up and down the living room. I didn't even know she was back.

Without thinking, I rush to her and give her one of the hugs I'm sure I've never given. I notice how her body tenses before she finally embraces me back.

"I missed you Chloe, I thought I had lost you back there. "She holds me tightly and I can tell she's glad being home. I mean, I was too after being away from home.

"Who knew the two of you could be this lovey dovey towards each other? "We pull away when mom graces us with her presence. Its funny how it took all these dramas for us to finally act like a family.

"Breakfast is served. Your dad is already at the table. We are only waiting for the two of you. "Chloe nods before walking to the dining and I follow suit. I can't even remember the last time I had breakfast in this house.

We walk into the room and I'm not even surprised to see Liam sitting comfortably next to my dad. Nowadays he just seems to appear everywhere all the time. He seems to be in a deep conversation but as soon as he notice us, he goes all quiet.

"My two princesses finally decided to wake up. "

"Morning dad? "
He only smiles and I know he's glad to have us all right now. I wonder what he might have been going through when both I and Zoe we're away.
Speaking of Zoe, I notice how she's awfully quiet. She's usually cool but not to this extent. I watch as she looks at her food and plays with it. I can't see her face quite well due to the fact she isnt sitting across from me but I don't miss when she wipes a tear from the side of her face. I look around the table and notice everyone is looking at her. My dad looks like he wants to kill someone right now while Liam is just emotionless.
Well... No surprise there.

My mom on the other hand looks torn apart. She looks like she wants to console Zoe and tell her how she's safe here and nothing is going to happen to her but she doesn't know where to begin.

A sob escapes Zoe's mouth and almost immediately she springs from her seat . Mom makes to hold her arm but she's too late. Zoe rushes up the stairs and into her room. I hear the door slam and I can't help but flinch.

The while table goes silent and I only realize that everyone is looking at me.

"I think you should go talk to her. I'm sure you are the only one who she would want to talk to right now. "I look at Liam as if he just lost his mind. I mean, has he met me and Zoe, we are oil and water, the far we have ever interacted sentimentally is that time we hugged of which it was like twenty minutes ago?

"He's right, she needs someone right now and I doubt if she wants me or your dad up there right now. "

"Ok mom, I'm going to try my best. But I'm not promising anything. "I see a look of relief flash in her face as I stand and make to go into Zoe's room. I stand outside her door and raise my arm to knock on her door but refrain at the same time from doing so. The last time I was in her room was like four years ago when I came to sleep with her after mom and dad went to that trip in Paris only for her to send me back to my room.

With one last sigh, I gently tap on the door. I wait for a while for any movements but there are none. I mean, what else was I expecting, for her to simply come out of her room yet I'm sure she doesn't want to see anyone right now?

"What do you want Chloe? "How did she know it was me and not mom or dad?

"Can we talk? "
I hear her sob behind the door and my heart aches for her.

"About what? "

"About you? Can you just let me in? "

"Are you alone? "

"Yeah. "

"Ok. "I wait for a minute before I hear the door unlock and I don't hesitate to make my way in.

One look at her and there is only one word to describe her.

Mess

Her hair is all over her face and her eyes look puffy. Tears are all over her face and I wonder what Lucas did to her that made her break like this.

"Can I hug you? "I expect my question to take her off guard but she only nods. I pull her to my arms and that's when she breaks. I hear her cry like she has never cried before. She clings to my body and I feel as she breaks piece by piece. Tears well up in my eyes and as much as I try to hold myself back. I just can't. I mean, this here is my sister. Her pain is mine

She crumbles to the floor and I follow suite with her still in my arms.
"They broke me Chloe, they used me, they destroyed my life, for their mere selfishness. They ruined me. "

I can feel bile rushing to my throat as I ask her the next question.

"What did Lucas do to you? "

She let's out a forced chuckle and pulls away from me looking straight into my eyes.

"How I wish it was only him who did this to me. How I wish that he's the only one who had the power to destroy me like this. How I wish that that eight years ago, he was the one that took away my life and squashed it at my feet. How I wish he's the one who did this to me. Chloe, I'm damaged, the people that were supposed to take care of me, destroyed me. How I wish... "She doesn't manage to finish her sentence before she cuts herself.

I cup her face making her to look at me.

"What happened Chloe, please tell me? "

"Are you sure you want me to tell you? Are you sure you can handle the magnitude of the pain? "

"Of course, you are my sister, I want to know. Who did this to you. "I watch as she looks around the room. Her room. One that is endorsed with her paintings and a couple of drawings. I remember how I always admired her skills. She's good at what she does.

"Them. They shred me to pieces. "She points at one of her paintings. One that was actually my best. I feel fresh tears as I refuse to believe what I'm seeing because it isn't possible. It can't be them.

No, not them.

Too much feelings? Well it could get worse.

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