It has been a hard week. We’re no closer to finding out who it is, they have gone silent. Now we have things set up to find out who it is, everything is silent. I have watched all week as Daisy has just fallen deeper into that hole that I know won’t be easy to come back from. I just hope she can. I hope that after all this when we explain the full situation she will understand why we did it, and that we love her.Had we not we wouldn’t have given a crap. Demitri has barely left the room, we keep bringing people in we know are linked, hoping one of them mentions who the mole is, but none of them speak before he kills them. All week we have given Daisy clothes to wear. I have emailed her a list of jobs in the morning. Which she seems to be doing. I had something installed on her laptop, so I have seen everything she has done on it.Including looking up places that are known as a safe haven. I’ve seen her searching for places to live, everything. She is getting ready for when she can w
Days have passed the same. They are avoiding me, and I have watched how close Rosalie is to them. They will be fucking her, I know they will. Nothing Seems to change it. Today we went out to meet the Wolversons. They are like the devils and run their own city. I watch as they greet them, and then we get sent out of the room while they talk. I don’t know what is happening. I keep looking at places with the beach and sun, just so I can dream of the days I escape the Devils. I look at my phone, considering everything. I had received a text message two days ago from my parents. I ignored it, but now I wonder if maybe I should agree with them. If I agreed, they would get me out of this city, away from the devils. I know Calix sorted another contract and signed it, so if I find it, I can sign and I’m free. The word free makes me want to, just so I can escape these three and Rosalie. I could have lived here with them never wanting me, but seeing Calix constantly cuddled against Rosalie hu
We rushed out, unsure of what will happen next. As we stop outside the bar, it’s quiet. “Something isn’t right. Go back!” I look to the driver, Demitri and Marcello looking at me confused. “If they had fucking information they wouldn’t meet here! They wanted us out!” Why didn't I think, or realise sooner? I can’t focus as we drive back.“Troy said everything is fine. There’s been no noise, all exits are still manned. No one got in or tried to. Maybe it’s a distraction not to get into our place but to distract us from something else?” Demitri looks at me. I need to know Daisy is okay. “Something is wrong.” I don’t know what, but something is and I feel sick. “Can you fucking hurry?” I look back at the driver, Marcello looking at me like I’m crazy. I’m not, I don’t know what it is, but something isn’t right. As he pulls in, I get out quickly, Marcello and Demitri following me. As we rush upstairs everything is normal. Rosalie sitting on the sofa, and Troy stood in his usual spot. “
I watch as Calix storms out. Right now he needs to stay away, we agreed to keep our distance and act like we were with Rosalie, not actually fuck her. I watch as Daisy continues to be sick. Demitri just stood quiet. I know what he is thinking. “D, don’t. She won’t have Cal near her, and I can’t deal with this alone.” If he runs off and gets lost in hurting people I am alone. I watch as she passes out, the door opens and Aiden walks in. His eyes look around shocked.“She woke up then?” He walks over and begins to check her.“No, Calix made her sick.” He looks at me shocked. “I told him it wasn’t advised but it was too late, but she woke up.” “Did she respond when she was awake?” He looks at us.“She shouted, screamed, pushing Calix away, why?” “She will be fine, just keep alcohol and pills out of her way. Watch her, there's no guarantee when she wakes she won’t try it again. She will likely sleep for a while, then wake up. Let her sleep, don’t wake her or force her to be sick.” He
I don’t even know what I have done today. Other than sitting and drinking, everything is a mess. Part of me knows it’s my fault. Keeping our distance didn’t work, so I pushed, ensuring the guards saw me shouting at her. Ensuring she saw me with Rosalie cuddling me, hoping the guards thought I didn’t care. I want to go and apologise but I know right now she won’t accept it. She won’t even want to see me which I don’t blame her for. I fucked this up, and all I can do is hope when she is awake and well she will let me explain. Why I thought fucking Rosalie would work, baffles me, and in the living room, where I knew there was a chance Daisy would walk through. I don’t even know anymore, everything is a fucking mess. I’m angry because this will now make things take longer. Marcello won’t have time to check the things, so we have longer to wait to find out who it is. “Here.” I turn hearing Demitri, his hands throw something towards me and I catch it. It’s Daisy’s diary. “Why do I want
Daisy sleeps, and we know that Calix left to see Dante. I place the items down, knowing now I have a name, but I won’t say that. Right now I know the person won’t run. I need to get the truth from Calix. I work as the hours pass. Finding the connections to Ryan, then when we grab him we have everything and don’t need to work to find out his connections.Hours later the door opens, turning I see Demitri and Calix. I watch as Calix sits down.“You need to give Daisy space. Right now seeing you will make her want to do it again, and we can’t watch her twenty-four-seven Calix.” I watch as Calix nods. “Why did you fuck Rosalie, in the fucking living room, it’s as if you wanted her to see!” Demitri looks at him pissed off.“Honestly, I don’t know. At the moment I told myself it would be the thing to whoever was sending information out would use and speak of. Now though, I don’t know because even I know that was bullshit.” I want to laugh. “And Rosalie? She just agreed, did you tell her t
Days have passed since my mistake. Demitri and Marcello have barely left the room and neither have spoken to me. I’ve watched a few times as they pushed Calix out warning him to stay away from me. The weird thing is, I miss Calix. I don’t even know why or how, but I do. “We need to talk.” Marcello sits with me. “Talk? Not shout?” I expected him to shout now I was awake properly. “Cub, there are some things you don’t know.” He looks at me.“Before we get into that actually.” Demitri walks to me and stands beside my bed. “How many times have you tried to do this?” He looks at me waiting. “We need to know little birdie, so we can plan the way forward.”I laugh, shaking my head. “Really? I never have. It was the first time, and I don’t need help. I’m not depressed or suicidal.” They are looking at me like I’m batshit crazy, I’m not.“Then why now and never before?” Demitri stands waiting.“I don’t know, I wasn’t thinking. Normally I don’t drink, I drank, every day, all day. Then I just
“I thought.” He looks at me confused. “I should run, I should refuse you Calix, but even the last few days I missed you. Despite everything.” His hand reaches out and he pulls me to him.“I felt it.” His words are soft against my ear. “At first I thought the feeling was because it was a trap that message. Then I felt it, somehow I felt like you had given up, and I looked like a crazy person telling the driver to hurry, ignoring Troy when he said it was fine. Had you not woken up, I don’t think I would be standing around today. The guilt would have taken me, not just from what I caused you to do, but for taking you from my brothers.” I settle against him, and we move slowly to the music as he holds my body against his. “So, now will you stop avoiding me?” I pull back and look at him. “I’m here aren’t I?” He smiles and my head shakes.“I meant refusing to touch me. Making excuses up about how I don’t know what I really want.” I stay looking at him, waiting.“Daisy.” I feel my heart