Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

100-Its Time To Leave

“I say we call her mom and ask her to take her along,” Akin suggested, getting his phone out of his

pocket.

“All this because you guys can’t see Gwen’s reality?” I yelled, and they finally looked my way. “She is

evil. She has come here on a mission.” I was exhaling heavily, my cheek throbbing from Helel’s heavy

hand.

“Really? And what is her mission?” Akin folded his arms over his chest and asked, his eyes displaying no

interest in what I had to say. He asked me out of curiosity, just to see how far I was willing to take it.

“To kill you all,” I screamed, and silence engulfed the brothers for a moment before they all sighed at the

same time.

“You still think we should keep her here?” Maddox asked his brothers, who were too confused to utter a

word. The fact that they weren’t objecting to Maddox made me realize I was not welcome here anymore.

“That girl— I only opened my mouth to talk when Helel lunged at me, making me step back in fear. I

thought he was going to hit me again.

“One word against her, Beatrice! Just one more word—,” he warned me, digging holes in my eyes

through his eyes.

“And what?” I asked, tears flowing down my eyes. He seemed to control himself and opposed the idea to

hit me again, I assumed.

“Don’t listen to her. She is instigating you so that you make a mistake and she becomes the victim.” Akin

ap- proached Helel and dragged him away from me.

“Maddox! Take care of her while we go see Gwen, Akin told Maddox, who rolled his eyes at the idea of

taking care of me. It wasn’t the regular take-care situation where you care for someone. Akin basically

wanted to tell Maddox to make sure I don’t create another fuzz.

Helel and Akin stormed out of the room while Maddox grabbed my arm to drag me out of Gwen’s room.

He shoved me into the living room just to kick me out of Gwen’s room. While he was busy taking care of

her room, I felt like an idiot standing in the living room.

Everything was slowly beginning to sink in, and the humil- iation struck hard for the first time. I have

always ignored the many hurtful things they do and say, but that phase seems to be passing now.

I touched my cheek and groaned.

“Why am I still here when they want me gone?” I asked myself, my tears turned my sight blurry. I decided

to leave. There was no way I was going to stay here after their treat- ment.

While Maddox was on the phone with someone and cleaning the blood from Gwen’s carpet, I stormed

out of the mansion and to the main gate. I was so bumped with anger and dismay that I didn’t even

notice what state she was leav- ing the mansion in.

I was still wearing that long sweater and only panties un- derneath. The cold didn’t bother me at the

moment. The heat of anger in my body was enough to make me forget the icy weather. Once out of the

mansion, I briskly walked until I was running in the dark towards the main road.

I don’t know where I was going, but I needed to get my anger out. I was sobbing and running, slowly

starting to feel cold.

“Ahh!” I paused on the side of the road to let out a whim- per and then covered my face with my hands.

“When did I be- come so needy?” I was angry with myself. I have become their toy; I gave them all the

pleasure, and now they are done with. me. That’s when I began to look around and notice how dark it

was. There were some cars on the road, but it was still pretty empty for me.

I feared that he would find me, but at the same time, I was devastated. Flopping down on the side of the

road, I hugged myself and sobbed for another few minutes when I realized somebody was approaching

me.

Uncovering my face instantly, I stood to my feet and started running aimlessly.

“Excuse me—,” somebody yelled, chasing after me while I ran away from them.

“Leave me alone,” I screamed without turning around to look at whoever was following me.

“You dropped this—,” the guy yelled, and that’s when I thought to turn my neck only a little to see what

he meant by that. My biggest mistake was that when I did that, I tripped and face-planted on the road.

My forehead instantly started bleeding. The metallic taste of blood was the result of my ac- cidentally

biting my lip when falling.

“I was only giving you what you dropped.” It was some homeless man who was carrying my phone in his

hand and waving it to me. He approached me and shook his head. “You kids are so dramatic these

days,” he grunted, putting my phone down, and then walking away from me.

I could tell why he didn’t want to help me up. I have made him work out enough already. I sat on my butt

and held my phone tightly in my hands.

My brain froze trying to comprehend what had just hap- pened. What was I going to do next?

Those questions made silent tears appear in my eyes, and just when I thought I had nowhere to go, my

phone started ringing.

I noticed some missed calls for Maddox, but the one pop- ping up on the screen at the moment was from

Colt.

“Hey!” he said as soon as I answered the call. “I am sorry for bothering you at this time, but I had a bad

dream. I saw you crying and wandering on the empty roads. Are you okay?”

He didn’t even wait for me to greet him and yammered in heavy breaths.

It was surprising how my mates didn’t bother to feel my pain when I was in tears in front of them and this

stranger, who I had met not two days ago, could sense I was in trouble.