Broken

chapter 20 - rewritten

When Lucifer and I both arrive at my house; we were greeted by Lucas who squished us in a deathly grip, more commonly called a hug. After he pushes us away, ''you put the phone down on me little one'' I roll my eyes and walk over to the basement. Opening the door I walk down, on the floor curled in a ball is Andre. I sit on the singular chair placed in the corner.

''so, Andre, I've just got back and I haven't slept for the past 4 nights, I am exhausted. Let's make this quick.'' I grumble out and Andre turns to look at me.

''When was the last time you slept?'' He asks

''I slept a few hours the day before we left Sicily.'' I answer

''So, you still don't sleep, I remember in school you would come in exhausted'' he smiles as he recalls our childhood, ''you know I loved you.'' I look at him tilting my head in wonder.

''Why didn't you ever say anything?''

''I knew you went through a lot at home and I didn't feel it was fair to add onto your stress, then when everyone started rumours about you fucking half the school and you had hickeys on your neck, I was hurt so I stopped being your friend.'' I don't show how affected I am by his words.

''I never willingly had sex with anyone, I never slept around and it hurt that you even assumed that. So, tell me why was you in my office?'' I decide to flip the conversation having had enough of the reminiscing.

''I never knew it was your office, my dad said that there was something in the office that would get one of his clients out of trouble, I didn't know it was your house I swear. But how the fuck did you get this house?''

''I earn a lot of money I needed a house so I brought it, so when I turned 16, I could move in straight away. But my dickhead junkie guardians got themselves arrested and I got adopted by brothers I didn't know I had.'' I explain to Andre watching as his face contorts from surprised to a grimace.

'Fair enough is that why there were so many guys in the court house?''

''Yes. Why did your father make you do it? Why not someone else? A lawyer that forces his son to break the law.''

''I know he makes me do shit all the time. I don't know why but I don't have a choice''

''Why do it?'' I ask now intrigued.

''If I don't, I'm not sure what would happen.'' He says solemnly, ''are you going to kill me?'' He asks unexpectedly.

''Do you like living with your dad?''

''I hate it. Answer the question'' he presses for me to answer.

''If you had the choice of starting fresh, would you?'' I sit back waiting for an answer.

"Yes, I would. I can't keep being his little play thing, since my mum died, he hasn't been the same.''

''Elaborate''

''Answer my question. Are you going to kill me?'' He asks

''I should but I don't know yet'' I answer truthfully ''it depends on your answers to my questions'' I shrug. "I might just give you an ultimatum"

''He drinks a lot and is into some bad shit I don't actually know what but he always wants me to break into people's homes and steal things he wants me to find leverage, so he can get people to walk free and stuff. I can't wait to be able to leave I nearly got caught last time.'' He explains, I feel bad for him. I didn't know things were that bad for him. Standing up I walk to the door.

''You don't have to go back; I won't kill you but you would have to agree to work for me. I can make it so no one will look for you and you can come to Italy with me, you could even be my right hand. I trust you. But only if you want to. Do you?'' I give him a half smile and he smile back standing up and hobbling towards me. I stand still and my breath hitches as he stands inches away from me.