AN- The last chapter was the POV of Brandon.
Aurum POV: flashback
As soon as I heard, I ran. Not away. I ran to him. I ran as fast as I could. My lungs were on fire and my knees felt like they were about to give up on me. Whether that was from exhaustion or the news, I'm still not sure.
As I approached the red doors that opened to my not-so-lovely home my brain went into panic mode, which it rarely entered. For months, Ryan had made no move. He hadn't created plans in a long time. And to be honest, that had scared the crap out of me.
Using the special knock I had been taught years back, I attempted to collect my thoughts. I knew what I was about to do would be difficult. Once Ryan made a decision, no matter how inhumane and sinister it was, it was almost impossible to change.
Leigh opened the door, greeting me with a fake smile. "What's the matter, Argon?" She let me in and closed the door behind her.
"You know perfectly well what's the matter. And it's Aurum, not Argon." I snapped, trying to ignore the fact that she was in a freakin' bathrobe.
She was about to respond when Ryan's voice came from the master bedroom. "Who is it, sweetheart?" I tried not to throw up at his tone.
Moments later I was seated across from him in his kitchen, staring at him with fear and hatred. "What?" he asked me.
My words got stuck in my throat. They crashed like roller coaster carts that had been stopped to fast. I looked up at Ryan's rugged features. 32 years of being cruel to people had given him a cold heart, and it showed on his face. He had short dirty blonde hair and steely blue eyes.
"You can't kill them." Those four words came out in a whisper.
"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Not them."
"And why not?" His smug look started to aggravate me."
"You can't."
"Watch me."
"You don't even know if they know the Secret! Are you just going to kill for sport?" my voice rose.
He was taken aback by my confidence. "Girl, don't make me mad."
"You've made me mad for years! Why can't you handle a little girl asking you questions?"
"Shut up, kid." Leigh's voice came from behind me as Ryan stood up.
"No. You shut up, slut. You too!" I told her and Ryan. "Both of you. You can't bear the thought of getting in trouble with the Boss, so you'll kill over 50 innocent kids to get in the clear!"
She smacked me to the floor. I wanted to lay on the cool tiles forever. No such luck.
Pulling me close to his face with my shirt collar, Ryan whispered "I think you're forgetting who's in charge here. I hope you remember why. I think you need a refresher." he dragged me to my room.
Pushing me to the floor, he began to kick and punch me till blood stained my shirt and matted my hair. Pain filled me and tears streamed down my face. I didn't dare scream. If I did, I'd just get hit more. Wham. My face got punched. Boom. I was kicked in the gut.
After Ryan was convinced I wouldn't ever threaten authority again, he shoved me into my tiny closet that I could barely fit in. "One more word that I don't like, and your precious sister will get double of that. I think you've become a bit too attatched to your friends." he slammed the door and locked it.
Curled up in a tiny ball, I sobbed till no more tears could come out.
Ryan was going to kill all my friends at Iles. He was going to kill all my friends in a month. And I couldn't do anything, but wait.