Daddy and Mommy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

Jackson A knock on the door pulled me out of the work I was doing. My smile widened when I saw my brother leaning against the doorway, seeing as I'd left the door wide open."Zayn," I stood up. "What a lovely surprise. Come on in."Zayn looked around my office as he walked in. "Huh," he hummed to himself. "Every time I come here, your office looks different.""Oh, you know," I looked around. "It gets boring having to look at the same interior all year round, so I change it now and then," I said with a shrug. "What brings you here, brother?" Zayn narrows his eyes at me."I can't just show up to see my little brother?" He raised a brow at me."You're a busy man, Zayn. "Especially now that you got a promotion at work, so you don't just...show up," I said, eyeing him closely. "But thank you," he rolled his eyes, walking to take a seat on the couch."Who are those guys walking around outside?" Zayn asked me as I sat down next to him."Bodyguards," I said. I turned to Zayn when I heard him

"I didn't know you were back," I murmured, seeing my mom with Boraxip at our house. Judging from her makeover, she probably just came back. She looked different with her usually straight hair, now curled. She had the eyelashes on. I spotted the nails as well."Hi, baby," Mom smiled at me, giving Boraxip her bag. "I'm just here to grab my stuff. Borax is taking me to the airport in a bit. Duty calls," she said. "How are you?""I'm okay," I winced when that didn't sound the least bit convincing. Judging by the looks Mom and Borax gave me, they picked up on it. "Uh, excuse me. I need to go change—""Is everything alright?" Mom asked, a cautious hand settling on my forearm. I swallowed hard, nodding with a wobbly smile. Worrying my mom is the last thing I want to do. It's not worth it. What Zayn did is not worth it.I decided that I was going to come home, seeing as my day had already been ruined. I didn't want Michael to see me like this, so I left the office early.Mom's hands ran up an

Looking at things now, as an adult, I see a lot of him in me. And I hate it. I fucking hate that there's a part of Zayn in me, no matter how much I deny it. I could have sworn I inherited his impulsive control instincts. I like to be in control of my life. I try not to do that with everyone around me, but sometimes there's only so much restraining I can do. I all but wince looking back at all the shit I'd done to all those guys that asked Jackson out. I'd made it a mission to scare everyone away from Jackson so I could have him to myself. I'd managed to do it discreetly, but that fucker Farell ruined it for me. I'd lost my shit when Jackson got mad at me and refused to speak to me.It was one of the reasons I'd let Martin marry Samantha. Knowing what the consequences of my actions almost did to our friendship, I'd bitten my tongue and let the little shit ruin Bunny's life.Zayn had a hard time asking for help growing up. He grew up knowing it was all up to him to take care of Jackson

"You must have figured it out by now," a familiar voice sounded at the other end of Dave's phone, followed by a laugh. All I could do was stare at the phone, praying and hoping it was not what I thought it was. It better not be. "Michael..." Sandy draws my name out of his mouth."What did you do?" I stood up."Nothing," he said, laughing happily. "Yet. For a moment, I thought you were better than that. You walked right into my trap. It was only a matter of time," I frowned, looking around. Skyren and Marco were standing by the door, eyeing the phone. "You think I'd hire a loser like Dave to be my lawyer? With the charges I'm facing, I need more than that," he paused. "Which is why I'm going to make a deal with you.""What makes you think I'd make a deal with you?" I asked."Well, I mean, I got quite the view on this side of town. For instance," the phone beeped. I picked it up, looking at the incoming text, my heart racing. I ignored the rushing footsteps behind me before Skyren stopp

Michael "Call for backup," I hear Skyren over the loud gunshots. "I repeat, we need backup," he pushes me behind one of the trees just in time a bullet wheezes past me. "We have to ditch the cars,""What about Jackson?" I asked. "You said you were taking me to-""I can't exactly lead them to Mr Pitt," Skyren cut me off, pulling me further into the dark forest. "We have to reroute and find a hideout spot until backup arrives," for someone who's quite smaller than me, he's got the strength of a stubborn lion. I hate how I'm being pulled by the wrist like a child. I won't comment on it, knowing that I'll be in more danger if I put up a fight against him.We had long ditched the cars and taken to the dark Greenland. It's enough to shield us from the flying bullets. Sandy must be more stupid and reckless than I thought, releasing fire in the middle of civilization, where everyone passing by can see. He's that pathetic.Skyren walks – more like drags me – me to a nearby fallen tree, where