Million Dollar Girl (MDM Spinoff)

Chapter 22

This is the big one ;)

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Sebastian's POV

First came in Mason. He looked like he'd seen a ghost. You and me both mate. He met my eyes. Like me, he had no words to describe what he'd seen. I didn't blame him. Long ago, him and Davina had been friends, partners in crime some might say. They trusted each other.

Evie followed after him, looking generally pissed off as usual, if not confused for once.

Then came Callum and her. Her bright red hair was covering her face as he dragged her in.

"Take it off," I muttered.

The figure moved and slowly pulled off the wig, revealing dark brown hair like that of mine. Evie was the first to look horrified, clearly not good enough friends. Callum suddenly seemed to have a moment of realisation by the way he looked at me. Slowly she raised her face towards mine. Her dark brown eyes looked deep into mine. It was like seeing a ghost.

We all stayed silent, waiting for who was going to break the silence.

"Can someone tell me what's going on here?" Shock, it was Evie.

I slowly turned to face her.

"I'd like you to meet my sister. Davina King."

Evie stood motionless, to her credit not letting her façade break. She turned to look at Davina, who seemed to be looking pleadingly at her. Without another words she marched out the room. Good, this would be easier without her here. Davina and I continued to stare each other out, until Mason finally broke the silence.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I waited for her to respond.

"Maybe I fancied a trip home," she said without blinking. Mason stared at her, still looking astounded.

"Then why join the lower ranks?" Callums asked.

"To see what you've done with the place," she said unfazed.

"Tell us the truth," I yelled. I couldn't take her bullshit. A slow smile spread across her face.

"Feeling touchy, Seb," she whispered smirking.

I couldn't help moving towards her, and grabbing her by the throat. Still she looked completely calm.

"Is that any way to welcome you sister?" She asked, still smirking. I stood back to resist hitting her. We looked deep into each other eyes, having a conversation no one else could hear.

"Leave," I muttered to Mason and Callum without breaking eye contact with her.

"What?" Callum replied surprised.

"Now," I repeated.

Callum slowly turned and walked out, yet Mason remained rooted in place. He slowly walked towards her, and threw a punch to her stomach. She could have easily dodged it but chose not to. I could tell though that he had held back significantly.

"That's for leaving without saying goodbye."

He turned on his heel and left, closing the door behind him. She straightened up, seeming relatively unaffected by the hit.

"Why did you save that guy outside the club?" I asked.

She screwed up her face.