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☾︎ Maeve ☽︎
As I gaze back at these endearing yet perilous eyes, my breath becomes labored.
I step back, not looking away from him. Can I be more stupid, I really had to bump into Silas Ludovico?
Eventually his voice brings me back to reality.
"Maeve Nystrom hm?" His brows were slightly furrowed, and the way he pronounced my name made me shiver because his eyes are genuinely quite stunning. At my own thoughts, I nearly chuckle.
I couldn't read his emotions, he looks almost like he's numb, "You don't act like a Nystrom." Okay, that is not a compliment.
Is it the fact that I have never killed? Or is it just that I'm not emotionless like the others?
I scoff, "So? I don't care what you think I look like." Even if my words aren't very polite, I grin sweetly. I suppose he's not a very happy person either?
I can tell he's astonished by the expression on his face, but why would he be shocked? Oh, did his murderous ego find me too rude?
"You do talk." He glares right through my soul, "I didn't expect you to be this bold." The corner of his mouth lifted into small smirk. I frown at him, my eyes showing confusion.
"Why are you so shocked, it's not like I said something wrong." I blurt without thinking twice. If looks could kill I would be dead by now. He narrows his eyes, "No one ever talked back to me."
Maybe because you'll kill them?
I shrug giving him a fake smile, "It's not really my fault, if I remember it clearly you chose to insult me." I talk back... again. What is my problem today, I'm probably going to die today.
He scoffs glaring at me again. I expected him to go all "mafia boss" on me but instead he shakes his head and walkes right passed me.
Thank god, I am still alive.
I take a deep sigh as I make my way to the stairs leading back to my room. I walk up to the door and open it. When my body finally lands on the enormous bed, I sigh. Even though I'm exhausted, I have trouble falling asleep, so I do what I usually do: I grab my art materials and start drawing.
I adore painting and drawing. These are ways for me to express my feelings without burdening someone else. I paint whatever comes first in my mind.
But the only thing on my mind is him - why am I thinking about Silas? His eyes were really pretty though, maybe I can draw his eyes. Wouldn't that be creepy? I sigh in defeat - I can just draw Ethan's eyes, his are also pretty.
So I continue drawing till a small tightness in my right hand prevents me from continuing. I look at the drawing and think it's great. All I have to do is choose Ethan's eyes' ideal shade—one that is neither too dark nor too bright. I'll finish it tomorrow, I yawn.
I take a shower and put on some cozy clothing. I finally got into bed and closed my eyes. Soon enough, sleepiness started to take over my body; I wasn't even aware that I had already slept off to a deep sleep.
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After waiting for a very long time, my family and I were finally seated at the table, enjoying breakfast. Since there was no mission today, everyone stayed home. Even though I can't recall my dreams from last night, I feel rested and awake today.
My father clears his throat grabbing the attention of everyone sitting at the table, he places his fork down on his plate and focuses his attention on us again, "I need to discuss something with you." He looks at my brothers and then back at me, what was it?
"Me and your mother have some important assignments to do out of town, we'll be working with the Ludovico family." He starts, "We'll be gone for quite a long time, so I want you three to look after your sister."
I frown, they are working with the Ludovico family, why?
My father turns towards my brothers, "If there's any missions go to Silas Ludovico, he is your partner until we come back." Wait, Silas is not going with them? And now he's working with my brothers? Lord please help me.
My mother smiles towards me and speaks up after my dad was done talking, "Me and your father also propose that you should start getting trained by your brothers, Maeve." My heart skips a beat, training? Me?
I hesitate to speak up, "If I may ask, for what exactly?" I anxiously wait for them to response. "We do expect that you'll accompany your brothers on the missions - not now, when you're ready of course but you have to be trained." My father finishes for my mother.
I have to go on missions? And then kill people while the smallest drop of blood makes me ill?
"Yes, we'll train and of course protect her." Aaron smiles, Cayden and Griffin agreeing with him. My mother turns to me waiting for an answer "And you Maeve? Do you want to do it?"
Do I? No, I don't want to murder anybody. However, those are requirements for being a Nystrom. I knew that one day I would have to decide whether to be a coward or a Nystrom. I can attempt to run away, but I cannot hide.
It's not like i'll kill innocent people, just people who deserve it. That doesn't make me a monster does it?
I take a deep breath slowly nodding my head, "I'll do it." My parents give me a proud smile, look they're proud of me. I made a good decision, I hope.
I start eating again, but I can't think about anything else knowing I have to get trained very soon. I will make everyone proud; But at what cost?
After breakfast my parents collected their belongings so they could leave early, "Take care of yourself my child. Okay?" My mother smiles stroking her hand through my long brown hair. "I will mother, come back soon." I smile broadly,
"There's a gun in the closet in our room, I know you wouldn't use it but just in case." My father warns me and I nod my head, "If anybody tries to harm you go to your brothers, they will kill them okay?" He adds, my mother and father, complete opposites.
I laugh and nod again. My brothers and I say goodbye to our parents as they leave the house, I wave at them while they are driving away from our huge mansion. I sigh and close the door.
I turn around seeing Aaron walking towards me, "You have to sleep early, we begin tomorrow with the training" he punches my head lightly and walkes away laughing, I glare at him even though he can't see me. Asshole.
Then, I suddenly hear Cayden shout from across the room, "Maeve, can you ask Kayla to come over?" He gives me a creepy smile, I widen my eyes at him. "Cayden, ew." His smile falls from his face, "What, we're the same age. I like her."
I walk upstairs after shaking my head in disappointment. I go into my bedroom and start looking for my phone; I finally find it beneath my pillow. I check my messages and notice that Ethan contacted me so I open his text and read it.
Ethan: Goodmorning babe, did you eat already? If you didn't please do, text me whenever you want. I love you.
As I read his text, my smile grows and my heart begins to melt. Three years ago, I first met Ethan, and we only recently began dating. We haven't done anything yet. He told me he loved me first, but I haven't reciprocated. I really like him, but dating someone who was first your friend can be awkward.
I don't want to force myself into doing things I don't want to.
I think about what I should text him back.
Me: Goodmorning, I did eat thank you for thinking about me, are you doing okay? I can't wait to see you again - Maeve.
I really do feel bad, but I can't just say I love you if I don't mean it. He'll understand.
Then I open Kayla's messages and text her.
Me: Kay, do you want to come over to my house? My parents are gone and Cayden - just ew. Can you just come over?
Not even minutes later I recieved a reply from her - she's damn fast.
Kayla: Sure, I can come over. So Cayden asked for me hm, hahaha just kidding i'll be there!
I rolled my eyes and walked downstairs waiting for her, "Kayla will be here in a few minutes so don't do anything stupid." I yell so my brothers could hear me.
Ten minutes later I hear a knock on the door, I approach the door with a giant smile. I open the door and my smile immediately falls.
"What are you doing here?" I question him, "What's with the sudden mood change? Did you expect your boyfriend or something." Silas glares even though he shows a slight smirk.
I look at him in confusion, "My boyfriend is currently busy." He raised his eyebrow at me, "Oh, you have a boyfriend?" He scoffs - is that an insult?
I narrow my eyes at him, "Why so shocked?" He traces his eyes over my figure scoffing, "I don't know how anyone could stay with you, all happy and shit." He curses and I feel a little hurt but I also feel the anger inside of me building up.
"What are you doing here." I repeat what I said a few minutes ago, he smirks and replies, "I have a meeting with your brothers." At that exact moment I hear Kayla's voice. "Oh, who is this?" She appears from behind Silas and enters the house, "He is no one." I snap and grab her leading her towards my bedroom.
When we get to my room, I slam the door in rage, questioning why I'm even upset and why I let his foolish remarks affect me.
Kayla frowns and sits down on my bed, "Now I need to know who he is if he makes you that angry," I told her one time about him but she never saw him.
I exhale trying to calm myself before replying to her, "That, was Silas Ludovico." Her eyes widen and she almost falls off the bed, "You mean that man is the Silas Ludovico? That killer you told me about?" I nod and she still looks at me in disbelief.
"He's not like a serial killer, he just kills a lot of people." Okay, that didn't make sense at all. I laugh at my thoughts while Kayla shakes her head. She lookes around the room spotting the drawing I made the other day. "Who's eye is that?" She points towards the drawing.
"Ethan's." Her smile falls immediately, "Really, Ethan?" I give her the are you serious look and she shrugs. "Seriously, why don't you like him?" I ask her seriously. "Like I said before, he has a bad vibe. Also he's so clingy." I smirk at her a chuckle escaping my mouth.
"Aren't you just jealous?" She raises her eyebrows at me and laughs, "No, I already know that you love me more." She starts winking at me, "But seriously May, he has a bad vibe." I shake my head.
"We'll see." Is the only thing I can say right now.
Not everyone is always right.
As Kayla suggested for us to watch a movie in my room, we made and ate some popcorn and did exactly that.
"Oh I forgot to mention but my parents want me to go on missions with my brothers." I speak quickly wanting to get rid of the idea. Kayla turns her head frowning at me, "You what?"
I give her a smile that says crazy right.
"I'll go too." She grabs a hand full of her popcorn and stuffs it in her mouth like she was saying something casual. "No you aren't, it's dangerous." I try to get her to not do it but like always she's so stubborn.
"Your brothers can train me too, you're not going alone." She protests, "Kayla," She puts her hand on my mouth stopping me from talking. "No. We'll help each other May, we promised." I sigh in defeat, "Okay, Cayden wouldn't like this idea though." I add.
She scoffs, "So? He can suck my dick."
"If I had one." She adds while I try to hold in my laugh.
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Aaron made dinner after Silas left, I asked Kayla to stay and she luckly agreed. When I told my brothers about her joining the trainings they weren't sure but I got them to change their minds, even though Cayden still doesn't agree with it.
I don't want her to help us with the missions, but once she has her mind on something she won't back off.
But who cares? Not me, okay I care a little bit.
After dinner, I said Kayla goodnight and returned to my room, where, as usual, I was considering what I should draw today. Before I knew it, my hand was drawing on its own.
After a few hours my hand began cramping again, I dropped my pencil and looked at the drawing.
I drew a man surrounded by stone walls, and then a girl who was trying to reach him. What the hell did I just draw.
But somehow it seemed familiar.
Silas.
Why the hell did I just draw him? I close my eyes turning away from the drawing, "Get yourself together, Maeve." I talk to myself.
I enter the bathroom and prepare myself for bed, after that I lay down on my soft bed staring at the walls.
I sigh closing my eyes, "Just don't think about him." I whisper falling asleep.
Why was I thinking about him so much, maybe it's just because he pissed me off - yeah that's it, he pissed me off.
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- Sabrina A.