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*****BACK IN THE WAREHOUSE*****

“Brother Black. Please help me.” She said in her mind as a form of prayer as the man pulled off her blindfold and stared at her. She squinted and as soon as her vision was clear, she realized that she was staring into a perfectly shade of green eyes similar to hers.

“Holy Smudge, this man was beautiful. Yet cold.”

“Shall we get started?” The man said holding a perfectly sculpted knife in his hands as she gulped, biting her lips.

She was so D.E.A.D

Just then the door opened as someone walked in, stepping over the dead guard’s body as her eyes went from his legs to his face to see who it was and her mouth LITERALLY dropped. But the newcomer hadn’t faced her yet, rather he faced the captor as he said,

“You promised me that you weren’t going to hurt Casita. You gave your word, brother.” He said as he clenched his fists angrily as Casita looked at the two green eyed men with shock and surprise.

“Brother? You know this man, Nycole?” She blurted out to the new comer who then turned to look at her with shame on his face. Of course he should be ashamed, his brother just kidnapped his best friend.

“Actually we are half brothers, and what did I tell you about barging in unannouced?” The captor said as he brought out his gun and pointed it at Nycole who stepped back a bit, but still remained undaunted.

“What the fudge is going on here? Nycole why is your brother trying to kill you? And what do you meant when you said he promised? Oh my God? You planned this with him? How could you? You are my male best friend. Anya and Hazel sees you as a close friend just like I do and yet you did this to me?” She said as a tear rolled down her eyes as Nycole’s eyes latched onto Casita as he said,

“I am so sorry. Klaus told me that he wasn’t going to hurt you physically. He just wanted to see if he could get information on your brother.”

“ I am officially going to puke. You know what, why don’t we get to know each other a little bit better. This is my half brother Nycole which obviously you know and dear brother could you say the reason why you even started hanging around Casita in the first place?”Klaus said walking towards Nycole, as he pulled him, across the room, before stopping in front of Casita. He then made him to kneel down, before Casita, as he made Nycole to face her, as Casita looked back at him, with pleading eyes.

“Nycole, this question, is for you. can you please tell, Casita, why you were even friends with her in the first place?” He said roughly but Nycole just looked away as his brother Klaus got angry and hit him with his gun and said,

“You need to talk, before, I make you. he said as Casita looked at Nycole, confused.

“Cole, what the hell is he talking about, talk to me.” She asked scared as Nycole didn’t want to make eye contact with her.

“If you don’t talk, I will put a bullet through her skull.” He said pointing the gun, at Casita’s forehead, as Nycole said,

“Wait, I will talk. I didn’t exactly tell you the truth back then, I didn’t meet you because I needed tutoring lesson. He forced me to get to know you and get on your good side…

“What?” Casita screamed shocked at what she was hearing. Tears began to flow from, her eyes, as she continued listening to the confession, that Nycole was making.

“And my goal, was to get you to be free with me, and you could trust me, before making my move, I was instructed to, dispose of you, by making you drink, anything that I have poisoned, but after the first night, I couldn’t do it. You meant so much to me, that I went back to Klaus, and told him, that I couldn’t do it. I thought it was going to be the end but then days later, I get an anonymous message from my workplace, saying that I needed to go back home, that my attention was needed, when I got home, I found out that my mother, had been taken, and was to be killed, if I didn’t agree to turn myself in, to be used as a bait, to lure you in, and find out if you were actually related to Black….

JUST SHUT UP! Casita screamed as she sobbed loudly, as she tried to reach out, and tear him, to pieces, but her hand had been broken, so it was causing her more pain.

“ Don’t you like having half brothers? Very easy to manipulate. Oh, this scene reminds me, of the story, about Casita dad and my dad, all this years ago. Don’t you like Déjà vu, really? He asked rhetorically as Casita glared at her captor.

“So it was your dad that killed my dad right? Your dad was the same person who ended my dad’s life, wasn’t it?” She yelled as Nycole bowed his head in shame. He knew what Casita was feeling right now. He hated the fact that he had lied to her, and taken advantage of her kindness, just like the same way his dad had taken advantage of her dad, a long time ago.

“Well, I will tell you the story, then, since you asked. Where do I begin, already? Okay once upon a time, there lived a couple, who were very in love with each other, so they decided to get married, and have children. Before the day of the wedding, a very handsome and young dashing man, my dad went to the lady and confessed his love to her. But she refused, saying that she loved her husband, and that she didn’t have a love interest in him. My dad was so sad, and angry, that he swore to take everything from her, and she will be left with nothing.”

“On, the wedding day, he was invited by your dad himself, because after all my dad was his best friend in his eyes and he wanted him to share in his big day. What a dumb man, he was.” Klaus said as more tears ran down Casita’s face.

“Brother please stop.” Nycole said tugging at his trousers but Klaus just kicked him in the face and sent him sprawling to the ground.

“Your dad was my dad’s best friend, once and yet, he tried to take my mum, away from him, just like you are doing with me. Both you and your dad are sick bastards.” Casita screamed at him, as Klaus laughed a long, deep throaty laugh.

“My father told me that your dad was one of the kindest, and forgiving man, that he ever knew, and that was what brought him to his downfall. He was so easy to manipulate, and use. His kindness and good will towards people, were too much that it choked my father anytime, he was beside him.He couldn’t wait for him to die.” Klaus continued as he reached for a cigar and a lighter and lighted it, flicking the ashes that rested on his laps. He took another deep drawn, and closed his eyes, the smoke emitting from his nose, as Casita coughed from it being too close to her face.

“Anyways, back to my story, my dad was jailed, for one of his drug deal gone wrong, but our lawyer got him out the next year and by then, the news had gone round that your mother, the woman, that my dad had loved and was ready to sacrifice everything for had already given birth to a second child a daughter-you. It made him so angry, and furious that his initial plan was to kill you himself there and then. But he knew that he had to be patient, that good things went to people who waited, and he knew that his reward was going to be big…”

“It is a lie, you are a scum, a worthless piece of trash, you don’t even have the audacity to label yourself as a good son and man, your dad killed my dad, and you kidnapped me, trying to get to my brother. You are supposed to be facing life imprisonment or worse the chair. I will make sure that you pay for what you did to my family, for what you did to me, how you ruined my childhood…” Casita was cut short, by a slap from Klaus which made her cry out in pains.

Klaus shook his hand and said, “your dad was the one who took everything from my dad, he knew that my dad had eyes on your mother for a very long time, but he went ahead to strike his luck, and he got lucky, also, one more thing, I don’t like distractions when I am telling my story. Is that clear?” He asked, with his anger and irritation, bubbling up, that it almost reached the peak.

Casita bit her lips, so hard that it bled, but it kept her from answering the boss questions. Instead she looked away and she focused on the table, with the torture equipment on it.

“Good, just be a quiet obedient puppy, and I promise to make your death swift and painless. So he went away for three years, took me with him and went underground, trying to build a name and empire for us. He needed me to be someone with so much class and power, that it reeks, so that when the time was right, I would continue on the family feud of wiping the kids from the face of the earth. Your mum was going to regret her walking out on my dad all those years ago.”

Nycole kept mute because he knew that there was no way he could stop his brother. His brother was the head now, and if he spoke, he would end up killing him. He and his brother had no lost love between them.

Your dad was brought into this secret basement stowed away in one of our warehouse far away, where we starved him for a week, before showing our face, but we had our men tortured your dad and I will be the one to tell you that my dad took great pleasure in it. He loved watching him suffer, he had tried to get to you, but the security had doubled, almost tripled, you were never alone, not in school, not in the park, nowhere. I then realized that getting to you would be futile, so I let you live, then.”

“My dad went back to your mum, but she stood her ground, she had the guts to spat on him and said that she will never leave her husband, that she was prepared to die alongside him, no matter what…”

“That is because she saw, how much of a monster your dad was, she could see right through the whole facade, your dad never loved her, he only wanted her, because she was the heir to the industry and my dad married her, and together they blossomed it. Your dad was jealous, because he couldn’t get my mum, or the company, but my dad was able to get both. I can see it clearly now. And you should feel bad, your dad never loved your or your mum, you were nothing to him, I feel sad for you because you had to grow up watching your dad love another woman” Casita said looking him in his eyeballs, as her hands still tried to unfasten the ropes, but it got worse.

“Shut up.” Klaus yelled as he slapped her again. He stood up in anger and said.

“That is, it, your little tongue, just have to go right now.” He went to the table and took a rusty pliers and knife, and went closer to her.

“No! get the hell away from me, you monster, someone help me.” Casita screamed as she struggled in her chair.