Chapter Twenty-One: The Veracity
Syd and Billy shot daggers at each other from across the table. Hatred filled both of their eyes as the enemies clenched mugs of tea.
Cat sat in the middle of them, wringing her hands anxiously. She too was uncomfortable with Billy being here but she and Syd were over a barrel.
"Why I let you in here, I don't know." Syd sneered looking at Billy as if he were a pile of horse dung.
"You had no choice," Billy grumbled with a tint of sadness found within him. "If you didn't let me in, it'd be the worst for you."
Syd rocked back with ill-timed laughter. "I'd wish you good luck with that."
"Oh, yes?"
Abruptly the boys stood up, standing ready to fight. Cat too stood up and placed a hand on each of the boys' hands. They both looked at Cat in confusion and managed to loosen their emotions.
"Guys," Cat said with a strained calm in her voice. "We need to solve this, not argue."
Syd nodded in agreement and sat back down in his seat. "You're right Kitten, as always. So," Syd turned sideways to look at Billy, bearing him down with strong, blue eyes. "What it exactly did you come here for?"
"Good, we're finally getting down to business." Billy breathed with a smirk. "I came here because recently I've had a problem."
"What sort?" Cat asked.
"Money, my money has all disappeared and I'm seeking out the person - or people - who did this to me." Billy's expression was ugly. His lips were curled and stretched into a line like a band. His eyes seemed black as they clouded over with rage.
"And you suspect us?" Syd growled.
"Did I say that?" Billy snapped with ground teeth.
"Well, it certainly sounded like it."
Once again the boys were at war. They stood across each other, the fire in their eyes burning bright. All they needed were guns and the scene would be complete. But the guns were already shooting. The boys were tearing at each other with harsh words, enough to make your ancestors curl in their graves.
Cat rushed to Syd's aid and tried to push Billy back. Billy stumbled backward but didn't give up, he carried on, shouting at Syd.
As things were getting intense, Sienna appeared in the doorway, doing a double-take. She gasped and staggered against the door.
The fighting was paused in action and the boys stationed their war-like stances. Billy and Sienna set their eyes upon each other.
"You."
"I don't get it. Why?" Billy panted from the other side of the door.
The shock was too much; Billy held his face in his hands, breathlessly. Sienna was locked far away from him, in the box room. Billy was on the verge of exploding. No wonder he and Sienna were separated.
"I needed the money," Sienna said to the door.
"So you took all of my money and destroy my life?"
Sienna could scoff at 'destroying' his life but it seemed out of order. "I had no choice." She decided to say instead.
"You had no choice?" Billy shrieked, losing his composure. "Of course you had a choice! There is a word called 'no'. "
Sienna bowed her head. "You don't understand, a person like her cannot be refused to, you know that of all people."
"Yes," He thumped hard on the door frame, sending a loud bang to echo through the house. "I don't understand. I don't understand how such a genuine person can change so quickly. Am I that great of a fool?"
"No." Sienna shook her head and leaned in closer to the door. "You're smarter and stronger than her, you can get the justice you deserve."
Billy laughed with strangled pain in his voice. "So now you change sides? Pathetic."
Sienna now found it the appropriate time to snort. "Do you know what is pathetic? You are a pathetic excuse for a man. You are supposed to be strong, not weak!"
"Well, we're not all like that. But I can tell you one thing, this isn't going to end like this, I will avenge myself for the wrong doings of you and her; the creatures."
"Go ahead," Sienna said with a lump in her throat. "This is the side of you she needs to see. You cannot let Victoria get away with this."
Billy nodded and stood up. He balanced himself against the wall and turned towards the door and growled, "I will not."