I've been paranoid all day, this whole week actually. Constantly checking over my shoulder for the familiar figure and the tattoos every time I turn down a hallway. My mind is playing tricks on me constantly, moments of deja Vu have been consistent throughout this week.
The fight still plays in my mind like it was just yesterday, the tattoos that were displayed across his body and the murderous look he had in his eyes. I just hope he didn't realize it was me, I can't risk that happening to our family again, to my mom and I.
After Kai had slept in my room, I've been avoiding the three of them as much as possible. It doesn't matter if Kai is the top gang leader, he will get his way on making me feel miserable. Maybe not physically, but emotionally. He will play with my feelings in the worst way possible and if I'm lucky, he won't use mom against me. I can't risk getting attached to those boys because he will find out that they're part of my weak spot, that if anything happens to them it'll hurt me. Kai and Blake still stay there but my mom is coming home soon so I think they'll be leaving soon. It would be good for them and for myself as well, I've just been staying at George's apartment to avoid any interaction with them.
You may think I'm putting George at risk here as well, but I've had Williams keep his complex highly guarded until he is gone. I really can't thank Williams enough, he really is a kind man and I'm more than grateful for having him in my life. I wouldn't be as built as I am today, so I thank him for giving me strength when I thought I didn't have any.
Now, I'm in my car on my way back home. Mom and Jared are back and they say that they have quite a surprise for me, I just hope it's a cute puppy, puppies are cool.
I park in the driveway instead of the usual garage for a change. I start to feel uneasy as I close my car door behind me and walk up the steps to the front door - my hand hovers over the handle and the anxiety gets stronger in my stomach. I shake it off and blame it on seeing my mom again after awhile, after all, she did leave for like two weeks.
"Mom!" I yelled once I was in the foyer.
"Kitchen!" She yelled back. Ugh, typical, always in the kitchen.
As I round the hallway and make my way into the kitchen, my body freezes at the sight in front of me. I feel like a deer in headlights as I look at the man before me, staring back at me with such a mischievous glint in his eyes. His figure towers over my mom who is standing right next to him with a warm smile on her face. How could she be happy to see him? How could she welcome him into our house?
"Sweetie, aren't you going to say hi?" I hear my mom mumble under her breath. I couldn't move, I only stared into those dark eyes I wished I would never come across again, not for a long time.
"Dia, are you okay?" I noticed in my peripheral vision now that Blake, Liam, and sadly, Kai were behind the kitchen island, watching as the tension builds up between us.
"Diamonds who is this?" Liam asked confusedly.
"This is her-"
I cut my mom off just as she was about to say the title he did not deserve, "He is not!" I yelled at her. She flinched back at my volume and held her head down. She knew how I felt about him, she knew how much hatred I have for him, how much I just want to punch his fucking lights out.
"Diamonds, calm down..." Jared said slowly while standing up from his chair. Staring at him all I could see was red, and he just stood there smirking at my anger. He was fucking enjoying my reaction! How dare he fucking-
"Diamonds, don't you miss me?" He asked cockily. My blood started to boil and I did the one thing no one expected to see at that moment; I fought him.
I ran up to him just as he started charging after me as well, but before he could swing I crouched down and kicked his legs so he fell onto his back, knocking the wind out of him. I straddled his torso as I continued to swing at him mercilessly, all of my anger rushing up to my fist as I continued to pound his head into the tile floor beneath him. Muffled sounds of protests were heard in the background but I couldn't focus on them, I focussed on seeing blood.
I wasn't going to stop until his face was drowning in his own pool of blood, again. He surprisingly rolled us over so he was now straddling my stomach and trying to punch me, but before his fist could come in contact with my face, I moved it just in time so his knuckles collided with the floor. I heard a satisfying crack and knocked him down with my feet. I stood up from my position and opened the back door. I rushed back over to his body while others were trying to hold me back but I stampeded through them effortlessly, held onto his black locks that are just the same as mine, and pulled him out to the back yard to finish him off.
I pulled him towards the pool and started drowning him in it, not giving a care in the world. Shouts muffled through my ears but I continued to dunk his head in, his arms scratching onto my own to loosen my grip, but I kept it firm on his neck.
After what felt like hours he just wouldn't die, but before I could continue any longer, three pairs of strong hands held onto my body and pulled me back from doing any more damage. I thrashed around in their arms as my mother and Jared helped him gain back his breathing, he sat there staring right at me in an emotion I couldn't decipher.
"You could've killed him!" My mother shouted through tears.
"I could've killed him?!?" I finally escaped their hold and stood before my mother with my chest heaving up and down.
"Are you fucking serious?! You tell me I could've killed him but where was your say in everything when he tried to kill me?! I fucking went through hell with this fucker pushing me around and throwing knives at me like it was a game! And where were you when he was doing all of this shit? You were right by his side! I've tried loving both of you but all of you just disappointed me in so many ways I can't even count them all! Just because of this bitch," I snapped my head towards him, "Where were you when he sold me off to be a fucking fighter, just for the fucks of it "I laughed humorlessly, "Hell I even convinced myself that I deserved it all!"
I inched closer to my mom which made her cower back in fear, looking up at me pleadingly, "So don't you fucking tell me that I could've killed him when he's already killed me," I seethed through gritted teeth. I turned on my heels and towards the house to leave, but before I could take another step I turned back to face him. I kicked his face with the heel of my shoe with clenched fists, "And don't you even think for a second you deserve to be called my fucking brother."
I turned back towards the house, ignoring the looks of surprise the three boys held while looking at me. I can't stay here anymore, I need to get out for awhile, away from them.
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Kai
I stared at the man that was laying on the floor with a bloodied face, that's her fucking brother?
I looked at Liam and Blake for answers, but they looked just as dumbfounded as me. I thought this would be a good time to step in so I approached Karen and Jared and helped the man up.
"Hey, let's go take care of you," I gave him a fake smile and he replied with a nod as we walked in the direction of the house. Liam and Blake looked at me confusedly but I gave them a certain 'look' and they immediately understood.
We walked into the kitchen as Liam brought out a first aid kit and started working with his injuries. Jared decided that Karen needed to rest so they went up to their bedrooms which gave us the perfect time to get some answers out of him.
"What's your name?" I asked as I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge.
"Jewels, Jewels Illium," he replied breathlessly. I nodded my head and passed him the bottle after Liam was done bandaging him up.
"Wow, Jewels and Diamonds Illium, those names are pretty cool. Your mom liked jewelry or something?" Blake asked as he watched him carefully.
"Yeah, she was always fond of it I guess," Liam started closing up the first aid kit and looked up to me for assurance. I gave him a quick nod and he pulled out the syringe.
"Well, do you feel better now?" I asked as Liam crept behind him.
"Yep," he replied popping the 'p'.
"Great," Liam exclaimed as he dosed Jewels with the sedative. His eyes started to droop until he laid on top of the counter unconscious.
"Warehouse," I ordered. Liam and Blake started carrying his body to the car so they could bring him to the warehouse where he will be held until further notice. I started dialing Diamonds' number but it went straight to voicemail, so instead, I called the one other person who might know where she is if she's angry.
"Hello?"
"Where's Diamonds," I asked bluntly.
I heard a sigh on the other end before Williams spoke again, "She doesn't want to be bothered Mr. Finnel," he said sadly.
"I don't care give the fucking phone to her," I demanded. I heard him move a little until a door was closed.
"Mr. Finnel, I don't think you understand. Diamonds never and I mean never gets angry. If you've noticed she usually cares about others more than herself, and she tends to keep herself closed off and push others away before she gets too attached. Trust me, I know her, and the people who protect her keep me updated on her all of the time. She's unstoppable when she's raging Kai, you need to give her time, " he explained disappointedly.
He's right, she's been pushing us away this whole week, she even stayed at fucking George's apartment for Christ's sake. She doesn't want to get too attached, she's scared of being hurt. She's scared of giving too much love to others and not getting the same back.
"But what about her giving Liam a car? What about buying that apartment for her friend? Was that not by love?" I asked hopefully. She has to feel love somewhere in her beautiful gorgeous mind, right?
"Unfortunately, giving Liam the car was because his had gotten ruined. Buying George the apartment, now that was by love. The rest of the good deeds she had done, were all just good deeds. She cares for other's happiness, but not for her own," Williams explained.
Then it hit me, she's only been so genuinely happy when she was around George. The smile that reached her eyes every time I saw them together, her beautiful laughter that filled the air like a song, I needed to call George. Maybe he could help me.
"Thank you Williams, that'll be all," I said before hanging up.
I rushed out to my car and slid in quickly before I raced off to George's apartment. Maybe he'd know the answers to this situation, maybe he could help me understand the beautiful Diamonds that so helplessly can't find the one thing that she so desperately needs; love.