Hey everyone! I apologize for not updating sooner when I have time every day but I guess I couldn't really put anything into words. Here's chapter two, please enjoy.
Chapter two~
I slowly backed away. I trusted him. Caleb and I trusted him!
"Beatrice, I-"
"BEATRICE!" Caleb yelled, spotting me. He ran towards me and picked me up, asking if I was okay. He was crying.
"I thought I would lose you," he sobbed. I hugged him and I tapped Caleb's shoulder. When he looked at me, I pointed to my attacker and that's when Caleb's face contorted with rage.
"We trusted you!" He growled. "We trusted you, Tobias!" Caleb backed away. So it WAS Tobias. Guess I am a little smart.
"Guys, I am so-"
"Oh, don't say you're sorry!"
They kept on fighting until I couldn't take it anymore. I don't like it when they fight. And they don't even fight.
"Please," my voice trembled. "Stop fighting." Caleb looked at me apologetically before facing Tobias who was on the verge of tears.
"Why'd you do that?" Caleb asked venemously. Tobias looked around nervously and when Caleb asked once again yet more harshly, he flinched. He looked at us, his eyes watery.
"Dad. Dad kicked me out." Tobias said after hesitating.
"What does that have anything to do with kidnapping my sister?"
"He kicked me out of the house and told me to kidnap someone and take the person I kidnapped back. He was very specific," Tobias told us. Caleb tensed.
"He told you to kidnap either Beatrice or me, didn't he?" Tobias nodded.
"I swear, I didn't want to but after a few belt whips I had to. When he realised that your house set on fire, he whipped me even more, thinking I did it so he told me to search for you." I believed every word he said, since we knew about Marcus' beatings. We helped Tobias cover up his scars. Tobias turned to me.
"Beatrice, I am so sorry,"
"It's okay," he smiled, as did I.
"Do it again one more time and it won't be okay." Caleb warned. Tobias nodded but I wondered why Marcus wanted us. Caleb seemed to read my mind as he asked.
"I don't know. But, if I had, I would never would have done it. I thought he wasn't gonna do anything terrible to you but when your house burst in flames, I wondered why he was so... I don't know... Infuriated." His intense blue eyes searched us as if we knew the answer. Caleb's eyebrows furrowed, deep in thought while I stared at Tobias.
His hands were shoved deeply in his pockets, his eyes calculating, yet they hold regret. His body tense and ready to pounce. Well, shit.