Mikaylas POV
I stormed up the stairs after giving my verbal lashing. I dont care if I was rude that pig deserved it. I don't know why men do those type of things and its all ways been a mystery to woman kind, thankfully I took note of the switch Elliott used to close the hidden latch or door, whatever you want to call it and went up to my room. When Amanda gets back I'm going to tell her, I owe her that much. She has to know about him. For all I know he could have killed her brother and filled his place.
Wait No that sounds stupid why would I think that? But then how would he maintain faking to be her brother? Unless she already knows! But then why is he going by max and not his real name?
A knock on the door was herd and I jumped up frightened a little by the sudden noise. It wouldn't be Elliott because any guy should know never to come near an angry female in general. Opening the door, I began to say Amanda's name but was cut short by the sight of Elliott crossing his arms over his chest as I just stood there staring at him dumbfounded.
My blood began to boil. Obviously, this idiot doesn't have common sense.
"Look you as soon as Amanda comes home I'm telling her everything the hidden door your real identity. And how you left your sister alone with the worst possible people to take care of her. Thats if you even left her with anyone. I said slamming the door in his face and walking over to the wall with the TV hanging from it. Picking one of the many movie selections I jumped onto my bed and eventually fell asleep while the movie was still going.
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I don't know exactly how long I was out but what I did know was it was pitch black out my window and I was really thirsty. Walking down to the kitchen I pulled a glass from the cupboard and got the jug of water from the fridge pouring myself some of the cold liquid. I had memorised the places where everything went when I was putting stuff away. And I had a really good talent for memorizing things in general.
"Huh is that you j-"
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! WHOs THERE? OMG IS THAT THE DEVIL, LOOK YOU YOUVE GOT THE WRONG PLACE ITS THE NEXT HOUSE OVER.! I screamed startled by the voice that came out of know where.
"Hey calm down before you wake the others, wait, is that you Mikayla?" My heart slowed down a little as I got a better view of him. He was wearing blue boxers with yellow smiley face, he had bags under his eyes and smelt of smoke and alcohol.
Three huge thuds came from the top of the stairs leading to the kitchen.
"Where is he? what happened?" Elliott was down the stairs in a pair of denim shorts which he was wearing backwards may I add, he was holding a dagger in each of his hands and was in the mode to kill.
"Hey Er-Max why is Rex's pet here?"
Ryan pointed his thumb in my direction.
yeah and whats a murder doing here as well Elliott I snapped back at him while trying to make the point that I knew who he really was.
"She belongs to Amanda like you do. Oh, and Next time you guys wake me up for nothing important I'll slit your throats while you sleep" Elliott grumbled under his breath to us before going back to bed in a foul mood.
so, you know about Elliot? Ryan asked sounding confused
yes. Was all I said before following close behind Elliott to my own room leaving Ryan in the kitchen. Which lead me to the question as to why Amanda has a murderer living in her house? And one that killed Elliotts sister.
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The smell of pancakes aroused my nose stirring me from my sleep. Getting up I walked to my bathroom where I saw my reflection in the mirror. Black bruises covered my arm and the shirt Elliott gave me last night when I asked for clothing was crinkled. My blond hair looked like a witchs broom and my face had settled from crying yesterday.
Doing my business and walking back out I followed the sweet smell to the kitchen where Amanda stood singing one of Ed Sheerans songs whilst flipping pancakes in the air.
"Good morning Mikayla did you have a good sleep?" She turned around and smiled holding up a pancake in the pan.
"Want one?" Her black and white hair shone in the light from the window lighting it up. She really was beautiful and the clothes she wore made her look superior to all models who starved themselves.
"Yes, that would be great. What time did you get back last night me and Ma- that reminds me I need to tell-.
Elliott if youre not going to come into the kitchen then I suggest moving away from the door and listening into our conversation. Amanda spoke sweetly almost as if it was a threat. but that wasnt what surprised me it was the fact she already knew who Elliott was.
I walked over to one of the island bench seats and sat down.
Elliott walked in and stood behind me, it was as if every step he took look hesitated and cautious whilst he watched Amanda.
"Yeah what is it?" She asked getting ice team out of the fridge and maple syrup out of the pantry.
its nothing dont worry about it. i said the tension emanating off of Elliott was like being submerged in water.
"What is it Mikayla? Come on you can tell me anything and if it's personal I'll take it to my grave." She dumped the contents of her arms that was full of knives, forks and the other two ingredients. Looking straight at me and avoiding Elliott's stare that was sending goose bumps up my neck.
How does she do it I'm melting under this fierce pressure and she pushing it away like water on a duck back.
"Where were you last night? You didn't come home."
And that's when it got a whole lot worse. Her good mood switching to one even I don't want to know what felt like.
"yes, well you would know a lot about that wouldnt you." She said her eyes just starting to glow the slightest red but faded within a few seconds
I could literally hear the mussels clench in his arms the room was that tense.
It was obvious these two didn't get along or the fact they were normal. So, I was kind of glad when Ryan walked in completely unaware of the stare down between the two and casually walked over to the large plate of pancakes sitting beside 3 smaller ones and reached out to grab one causing a feral snarl to erupt from Amanda's lips.
"Those arent for you now back off." Ryan held his arms up and walked over to me not turning his back on her. It was obvious both boys were somewhat scarred of her and she knew it.
Like a light switch she turned to me and held out one of the three plates.
"Take as many as you like."
I took the plate not wanting to get on her bad side like the others and took one of the many that were there.
I actually could have taken three but I knew I wouldn't be aloud. Just before I dug in a scoffing sigh escaped her lips and two more pancakes with two ice cream scoops and nearly half a bottle of maple syrup landed on my plate.
About to complain she held her hand over her lips.
"He doesn't own you anymore last time I checked." And then it hit me I only took one thinking I would be punished if I didn't take any or if I took more. I forgot that I was free of him. That I had a life I could now once again control.
I looked up and smiled at her. "Thanks" I said while digging in.
"Hey I know this is a lot to ask but do you think I could pick up some clothes from the pack house." I said but to be honest I needed to pick up more than just clothes.
" I have a better idea! say do you have a card that's linked to Rex's bank account?"
I nodded not knowing what she was getting at. I always had it in my pocket in case he wanted me to buy something for him.
"Well technically your still his mate for another 2 days if the duel rules are absolute, which they are May I add until your mark disappears which means you can come to the mall and by some new clothes for the brand new you and whatever you get wont be in debt because of the mate regulations.!" Her face lit up like as the light of her eyes were looking into her fantasy.
While I on the other hand had my mouth open like a fish that slowly turned into the evillest of grins.
I looked over at her and two evil smirks played into one as two of the worlds brightest minds began to laugh hysterically.
Elliott and Ryan looked at one another and creeped out of the kitchen walking into the game room to do who knows what.
And As for us we went up to Amanda's room to pick out some clothes for me to wear until I had my own brand-new ones.