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Briella,17, never had a stable family set up. She was left alone by the age of 7, to fend for herself. Her father hated her, abused her for her whole life. Briella usually got into trouble with the law. She has never trusted anyone before in...
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BRIELLA
"P-Please..." Ian spoke through his broken voice. "Let me explain..."
"No! I was in a fucking coma Ian! Fighting for my life and you knew who put me through that?! And didn't tell a single soul?" Tears escaped from my eyes, I didn't want to cry in front of my ex and my new boyfriend but I couldn't help myself.
Marco rushed over to Ian and punched him, I didn't even stop him but Damon and Leo tried to. The pain from the accident was automatically replaced with pain of betrayal, my brother betrayed me.
How am I meant to look at him and not want to kill him?
"And you!" I turned around, pointing to Scar. "Don't ever, EVER, think you're getting back together with me. Tell your lowlife scum bag of a brother to fuck himself!"
I grabbed Beckham's gun from his waistband and stormed out. I got into some random car and quickly drove off.
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HALA
I walked down the stairs with Ciro in my arms, witnessing the mess.
"What the fuck happened?" I asked, I turned my face to Scar. "And why the fuck is he here!?"
Everyone turned around to me, I told Ciro to go to his play room, Scar's face dropped when he seen how much Ciro has grew. I hope he feels bad.
"Where's Briella?" I asked. Everyone looked around, only now realizing she had disappeared.
"Oh fuck!" Marco shouted, grabbing his keys and ran out the front door.
"Soooo..." I spoke. "Want to tell me what the fuck is happening?"
"Ian knew who hurt Brie and didn't say a thing." Miguel whispered.
He WHAT?!
"Where's my gun?" Beckham asked, feeling around his waist. Realization kicked in and his face dropped.
"Briella took my gun..."
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BRIELLA
I stormed into the Zaid manor, finding my way down to the office. I interrupted a meeting, locking eyes with Farid.
"Miss De Luca? What's going on-"
I rushed over to Farid and grabbed him by his hair, trailing out of the room. Everyone stood up and watched as Abdul told them not to do a thing. I made my way to their foyer and pushed Farid down to the floor.
I continuously punched him in the face, the sound of his bones breaking brought me joy. He tried to stop me, but I couldn't contain the rage that bubbled inside me.Once his blood covered my fists, I stood up and grabbed the gun.
"Brie!" Abdul shouted. "Don't do something you'll regret!"
"Oh, Mr Zaid, I won't regret this. It's just payback." I shrugged before pulling the trigger. I shot him in the leg, then the arm, then his foot and began to storm out. But before I could, Marco showed up.
"Brie you're oka- WHAT THE FUCK!!!"
Oopsies?
It had to be done, my love.
"It had to be done." I said before walking out, giving them no attention. I got in the car and drove off. Marco followed in his car.
I'm not sorry. I should've done more damage. Don't do something if you don't want revenge. Karma is a beautiful thing, sometimes it's good, other times it's bad. I will raise hell upon this earth, so help me god.
I got home and walked to the kitchen, Marco hurried behind me.
"Where were you?! Why is...there blood all over you?" Damon asked me. I placed Beckham's gun on the countertop with a satisfied smile.
"I payed a little visit to Farid." I said before making my way up to my room. Rafael followed behind me.
"God....that was hot." Raf told me closing the door.
"Can I stay with you for a while?" I asked him. "I can't stay here with Ian."
