Lesson Forty-Six - They Try To Defeat What They Can't Beat.
Oliver never took his deep dark haunting eyes off me. For a normal girl his gaze might have told me to back off and hide behind the guys like a little girl. I was Lyra Anderson though and it did nothing but piss me off. The sadness I had felt earlier was long gone for Zane's parents it was replaced with anger, anger that was directed to the man in front of me right now. How could he murder his own brother without a sign of regret. I couldn't live with myself if something happened to my brothers on my watch never mind kill one of them. No matter how much I threaten to sometimes.
As for Sky's parents they were standing at Oliver's side with blank expressions. It was clear they had picked a side in a war that didn't even involve them in anyway to begin with. They had some explaining to do that was for sure. All that kept running through my mind though was how was I meant to tell Sky what they were doing. Or even what they had done.
"What are you doing with Oliver?" I asked them hoping that there was a simple explanation and that I wouldn't have to go home and tell Sky that her parents were now the enemy. It was one thing for your parents to cut you out of your life it was another to hear what they were truly capable of.
"We have been promised some things and we plan on delivering our side of the deal." Responded Mr Wilson like he didn't even care about what he was doing to get what he wanted. This man had always been crazy about growing in power. For a man that had started from the bottom you would think he would be more humble. He was no such thing.
"By getting involved with killers."
He narrowed his eyes at me and Oliver let out a deep chuckle almost like I just said the funniest joke. "What we are doing kid is nothing worse than what Zane and Riker have done in their lives. It's about time you face the reality of what it's like to be close to these two. The type of pain they really bring on the people in this City."
"You killed two innocent people."
"Is that meant to justify what they have done?" Asked Oliver and I knew he was trying to turn my own words against me. I wasn't stupid I know Riker and Zane weren't innocent I knew the reality of that better than anyone. I have seen the things Zane can do and I'm sure Riker was worse.
"Plus." Said Oliver speaking again. "We both know Zane's parents weren't innocent. They were the leaders of a gang. They were going to get killed at some point."
I couldn't believe how easily he was dismissing his own brothers death like it was nothing. Like they didn't spend years growing up with each other. Years of sharing the same house and the same goals in life.
"They were my parents! I get what you did to my father he was no saint, but my mother kept out of this life as much as possible and you knew that. Yet you still shot her down were she stood."
Zane took a step closer to his uncle but Oliver raised his gun to his nephew a blank look on his face. I knew that face, he wouldn't have a problem taking down Zane as well. It set me on edge and I didn't like that feeling. Me and Zane had our difference in life but we would always be there for each other no matter what path we went down in life.
Oliver shrugged and a sick grin crossed his features. "She screamed."
"You're sick in the head."
Oliver's attention turned to me once more this time pointing the gun in my direction, I didn't flinch though. I expected this to happen, I wanted this to happen. The man clearly had it out of me and he was more than willing to kill his own blood so I wasn't surprised when I thought about the things he would do to me. What I didn't expect though was his grin when the boys pointed their guns at him.
Riker was the first to move. His reactions so quick Oliver hadn't even fully pulled the gun on me before Riker had his on him. There was a murderous look on his face, a face of a future Mafia born leader. A leader that wouldn't take shit from anyone and would rip down everything in front of him to get what he wanted. I also knew Riker though, he would do anything to protect those closest to him. As much as it confused me as it did him we had become friends in the last few months. I wasn't sure how far that friendship would get me but it was clear we were close enough for him to defend me. We were close enough to use the advantage of being friends with each other to our benefit because when he raised his gun so did his men behind us. They were ready to stand up for me and I knew Riker would back me up what ever I did right now.
Zane had also pointed his gun at Oliver. Though his face held very different emotions from Riker. He had the face of someone who couldn't afford to lose anyone else in his life. He couldn't afford to let Oliver to take me down as well, he had already lost to much today to lose anymore. His eyes were blood red from everything that was going on and his face pale in the dim lights coming from the headlights of the cars. His head was all over the place and that wasn't a good thing to have in a situation like this. I needed to take control.
My twin brother though, he would've shot Oliver on the spot for even threatening me with a gun if it wasn't for the look Riker had shot him from the corner of his calm grey eyes. As I turned behind me to look at my brother I could see the hard set look on his face. He would do anything to protect me right now, even if that meant starting a war himself. There was no need for him to that, I was more than likely going to do it myself.
"Do you see how much control you have over these guys?" Oliver's voice was menacing as he took in everything. "Do you see how they react when someone threatens you? This is why I never liked you kid. I always knew these boys would fall at your feet like the whore you are. A daughter of Blake Anderson always gets what she wants."
Giving my brother one more look telling him to behave I turned to look at Oliver but there was a grin on my face to match his own. This made Oliver's confidence slightly fade.
Did this man really think I wasn't a big enough threat on my own.
I was Lyra Anderson.
And I didn't bow to anyone.
I walked closer to him making sure to keep eye contact with Oliver the whole time. This man was deadly wrong if he thought he could threaten someone like me. I might be only seventeen years old but I was taught not to take shit from no one. I had to grow up when all the other kids where out playing with mud or a football. I wasn't destined to lay about and do nothing with my life. I was destined to become even bigger than the Empire my family had built and this man in front of me right now. Was in my fucking way.
I walked so close to him his gun was now firmly pressed against my forehead but I showed no fear. I showed no emotion other that the grin that was on my face. I would never have fear with what people like him could do. They all just needed to be cut down in life if they ever got in your way.
He has a gun pointed at me. He had my mother kidnapped. He killed Zane's parents. Yet I showed no fear. He didn't deserve to get that type of reaction from me or anyone for that matter.
"Does seeing the pain in Zane's eyes for what you did to his family bring you some sort of satisfaction? Does it bring you joy of destroying a family? Does it bring you joy trying to use Mr and Mrs Wilson here to get to Riker's family with a fucking business deal? Does it bring you joy to know that all of the pain you have tried and succeed with, has reached this point? To get some sense of power over these two?"
Oliver looked completely caught of guard with what I was saying but I wasn't done yet.
"Because what you didn't account for was me. You didn't think that I would be this girl that could stand here with a gun pressed against my forehead and not fear you. You thought I would show up here and the guys would do everything to protect me but in the end you would what? Kill me to? Cause let's face it also killing me would mean these guys would hunt you down and that's what you want. You want them to be reckless and not think about what they were doing but you forgot one thing."
I watched as he took and deep breath and swallowed almost like he was trying to find the words somewhere in his throat to speak. I wasn't stupid I knew this man could kill me where I stood right now. I knew he wanted to kill me but I was throwing him off guard and that's what I wanted. When you took a stand in front of a threat normally you can turn that threat to your own advantage.
"What?" His voice was low and dry as he spoke. It was the only word he seemed to manage to get out.
Oliver really didn't know what to do right now and I could see him glancing at Mr Wilson who was standing at his side almost like he was asking what to do next. He was the one in charge though right now. He was calling the shots and his men weren't going to take over from him in this situation. Mr Wilson though had the look of a man who had regretted the choice that he had made. Good, because he was going to pay too.
"I can turn all that pain that you've caused. All that sorrow and pain you've caused, I can turn that into power and you better watch yourself. Cause I've now entered this war you've started and you will regret it."