Leave It In The Past

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As a knock sounded at her door, Nevada never moved "your door" "I don't have guests. Your accomplice I guess" "not an accomplice. What happened, I did on my own" Vaughn got up and walked to the door. When he opened it, Shaw walked straight in while Vaughn shook his head. Shaw laying his eyes on Nevada, he walked her way and took a seat. "Nevada. I'm Shaw. This idiots brother" Nevada looked at shaw "I can see the resemblance" "don't say that shit. Look sometimes the idiot doesn't think straight. We did find some information though. And we know the people involved. We aren't in association with them but we do know them. Can you tell me why you have two accounts?" "I have two files due to needing to start a new one" "one says you are deceased" "correct. Those people declared me dead" "they think you are?" "Yes and I want it to stay that way" "no" "what?" "I said no. They have your wealth. You need to get that back" "it's not mine. It's my fathers" "yeah but in his will it states it's yours" Nevada's chest raised "you have looked through my entire life" "no. Just some information. I know where to look to get the answers I need" "Shaw may be right. You just got fired" "a data analyst. You made your own file, didn't you?" Nevada stared at shaw "no" "well someone did" "yes" Shaw Chuckled "tough skin. So what do you say?" "Hi?" Vaughn smirked "that's not what he was looking for" "she already knows that. You visit your father's attorney. Get the law to deal with them and take what's yours" "or I just live my life so I don't.." "don't what?" Shaw looked at Vaughn then back to Nevada "you don't want to go through what you did. Right?" "Precisely" "Shaw Menzies. Nice to meet you, Nevada Brinson" 'menzies..' "is Ambrose still around?" Shaw grinned "he is. How do you know my father?" "He was friends with mine" "hmm.. I think it's time I call him" Nevada shrugged "can I get back to my pasta now?" "Anymore?. That smells really good" "in the kitchen. I figure you will help yourself" "yep".
Nevada went straight back to eating while vaughn looked between Nevada and Shaw. 'his approach was completely different and yet she didn't shy away like she did with me. Okay I can be a little intimidating but it's for good reason'.
"Shaw?" "I have someone you may want to see again" "what trouble are you in now?" "I'm never in trouble" "don't lie to me. I'm your father" "I know. Turns out Nevada Brinson is alive Afterall. They just don't know it" "WHERE IS NEVADA?" "at her home. I can send you the address" "do that" Ambrose hung up the phone while Shaw added the sauce to his pasta. 'she can definitely cook'. Shaw walked back to the table and texted his father before sitting down and looked at Nevada. "Shit. Forgot a fork" Nevada looked at shaw "top drawer in the kitchen" "right" Vaughn chuckled "he calls me the idiot" "I did hear that" "good" 'typical sibling love right there. I wouldn't know but I have heard of it and seen it many times. Shaw seems like the more relaxed one' finishing her dish, Nevada stood up as Shaw sat down. While Nevada cleaned, Shaw grinned "the best Italian dish I have had in a long time" "better than. Very flavoursome". The front door opening, Vaughn raised his gun "shoot me and I will bury you alive" "far out dad. Couldn't knock" "if I know one thing, one of you would've answered the door anyway. NEVADA" Nevada looked out as twelve men stood in her living room. "No" Nevada walked back into the kitchen as Vaughn's eyes widened. "Stay here" "yes boss" 'i didn't expect the warmest welcome. Maybe if I was alone but I don't travel alone' entering the kitchen, Ambrose stopped as he took everything in. "You should not be living in this slum" "hi to you too, Ambrose" "hi. Much like your father in that way but he wouldn't be happy with this. You are worth more than this" Nevada looked at Ambrose as she wiped her hands "it's what I have. Not for long no doubt but it's something" "not for long?" "Got fired. Good luck to them. I have the codes they need" "what do you do?" "I was a data analyst" "right. And living here?. Why?" "It's in my price range" "a data analyst earns more than what this is worth" "maybe so but I like to eat. The price of food continues to rise" "then you can reside at mine" Nevada shook her head "no" "this isn't good enough. And your attire" "it's comfortable" "your choice?" "I have a style for every occasion. This is me in comfort. You came here because of your son's" "no. I came here because Shaw told me you are alive. Why didnt you come see me?" "A year locked up, two years recovery and years of finding myself again" "what did you do to be locked up?" "I was my fathers daughter" "crime?" "Not crime. I was assaulted by his wifes.. no doubt sexual partners. Kept locked up. Could say I nearly hit my bed" "Proof?" Nevada looked at the man hole then climbed up. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? GET DOWN" "I believe this is my house that you walked into" "and she's loaded" Nevada hit the man hole up and reached in. Grabbing a folder, Nevada handed it to Ambrose then jumped down. Ambroses men walked in only for Ambrose to tell them to walk back out. "What's so good about this woman?" "She could be some fun" "TOUCH HER AND I WILL KILL YOU MYSELF. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR BRONX?" "yes boss" Ambrose flicked through every page. The further he looked, the angrier he got. "YOU SHOULD'VE SPOKEN UP NEVADA..." Nevada only crossed her arms unaffected by his yelling. She knows the anger isn't actually at her "YOU HAVE ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN" a gun being put to her head, Ambrose aimed his at Rehan. "LOWER YOUR FUCKING WEAPON REHAN" "SHES THE ONE THAT CROSSED YOU" "CROSSED ME? THIS IS MY LATE BEST FRIENDS DAUGHTER. SHE DIDN'T CROSS ME. OTHER'S CROSSED HER" "oh.." Rehan lowered his weapon as Nevada rolled her eyes. "This" Ambrose closed the folder and slammed it on the bench "shouldn't have happened. We are fixing this" "I don't need it.." "YOU DO NEED IT. LOOK AT THIS PLACE NEVADA. YOU ARE WORTH A HELL OF A LOT MORE" Nevada dropped her head "no.." Ambrose pulled Nevada in for a tight embrace making her tense. Affection is unknown to her. She's been alone for many years. "Gather your belongings Nevada.." "I can't live like you do" "you can have your private quarters" Nevada sighed as she pulled away. "you need to take it all back. Send them where they belong. Starting with taking everything that's rightfully yours" 'I don't want to mix with this world. I know I was born into it but is it really for me?' "take her to her room. She can gather her belongings" "I will take myself. Don't touch me" Ambrose chewed on the inside of his cheek. 'she hates being touched. What they have done has destroyed my late best friends daughter' "I never stated I was leaving" "this place isn't suitable for you. Go pack" Nevada grabbed her folder and walked past everyone to her room. "Dad, you can't just force her" "he can" "oh shut up Vaughn. You stole her purse" "you did what?" "I was interrupted and didn't get to know who she was. It was the only way" Ambrose shook his head "it's called asking Vaughn" "you didn't ask" "don't question me" "I didn't" Leigh held in his laughter 'they always disagree' Nevada looked around her room. 'pack your belongings? What belongings. Okay I have a car and a bike. My bike. What do I do with that?' Vaughn entering Nevada's room, he looked around "you don't have enough" "why are you in my room?" "I know you won't shoot me" Nevada rolled her eyes. "Well hurry up" "excuse me?" "Dad wants you at home" "I never stated I wanted to leave" "THIS ISNT GOOD ENOUGH" 'rude and arrogant' "Vaughn why are you yelling at her?" "He's rude and arrogant that's why" Vaughn turned his deep green eyes "look dad just doesn't think this is enough for you" "and then what? I live with a ton of men. That's comfortable" shaw looked at Nevada wide eyed as it sunk in. 'men did whatever they did to her and now dad's forcing her to live with him where we all reside. Jesus. This won't be sitting well' "whatever he won't give in. You can take my car" "I have my car" "fine" Nevada packed a small bag of clothes then walked out.