"Mike, why didn't you tell me you had a brother? I thought you were an only child." I told to Mike as he sat at his bar next to David and Lillian, he never responded. He sat there looking at his glass.
"You told me you were a poor family, you told me you had no brothers or sisters. But here David is and here you are, in a house that you didn't even buy, why would you do this?" I started at him and grew angry. "Mike!? Why did you lie to me!? To us!?" He still didn't respond.
"Mike! Answer me!" I grabbed his glass and swiped it across the room, it hit the wall and shattered. Mike stood up and walked away as he screamed. "GOD, DAMMIT!" He walked up stairs and screamed again. "FUCK!"
I heard loud booms and the sound of breaking wood and glass. He was kicking the walls and punching windows.
"DAVID! COME UP HERE!" He yelled out. David slowly walked up stairs and all I could hear was muffled yelling and screaming.
Jordan looked at me with teary eyes and runny makeup, she was scared from the fighting, it brings her back to a bad time in her life. Every, single, time, someone yells she goes mute. She starts to silently cry as she gets reminded of her angry father coming home to tell at her mother and herself, Scaring her.
A single tear ran down her cheek as she said to me. "You look good today, I want to go home." I looked at her and wiped away her tears. "We'll go now. I'll go tell Mike and David."
I walked towards the stairs to go up them and see Mike and David, still yelling at each other. I decided to not go upstairs and I just told Jordan to come on and we left. We walked down the road for quite a while, we then heard tapping, and then, running. "WAIT!" A man screamed out. Jordan and i turned around to see David coming up behind us.
"I'm coming with you, I'm sorry, but I can't stay with Mike, he's a god damn lunatic." David said to us as if we didn't already know.
Jordan scoffed. "As long as you don't diddle with my husband again without me I'll be fine with it. Let's go."
I was a bit shocked at her remark but it made sense. David seemed quite upset from what she had told to him. Probably from what him and Mike talked about.
Seeing them both upset and hurting from current circumstances made me die inside. The oil stain in my head started to smear and turn into a hell-scape.
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Teardrops & Fireflies
Mystery / ThrillerNew York, 1922. a man named Mike Hardwell is working on his most prized possession. The key to everlasting life, with the help of his best friend Jay Kinkle. they go on a journey to Hell and back, all for the Malumm Malus, to tell them if what they...
