Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

192-The Devil In Disguise

Something told me I should know more about Markus. I watched him get up from the stairs and then disappear on the third floor. Pamela was not home, and my mother wouldn't come out for hours. This wouldn’t be the first time that she had beaten me or threatened me with a knife, so it didn't really affect me too much.

I wasn't allowed to be on the stairs, but since no one was around, I followed Markus, and soon I was on the third floor with him. The third floor was drastically different from the first.

There was only room at the end of the dark hallway. The lamps were broken, and shattered glass was everywhere. I don't know when it happened, but the spider webs gave away the truth.

Walking through the hallway and reaching the bedroom was the scariest pathway I have ever followed. Once I pushed the door open, I found Markus sitting on the floor and holding a teddy bear.

I did a quick scan around and noticed all the drawings on the walls.

They seemed to be following a story. One could also see some chaos in the drawings.

"Do you like my room?* He suddenly lifted his head and asked me with a pout on his lips.

"It's cozy,* I admitted uncomfortably.

"Then why don't you come sit with me?* He asked sweetly, tapping his hand on the cold floor. Passing him a smile, I sat down with him.

asked, pointing my finger at the drawings hanging from the walls.

these?* I questioned,

my dreams," he said, forming

is about?* I turned the drawing to him and tapped my finger at what seemed to be a

tell you in your ear," he whispered,

over

in his direction. It happened in a matter of seconds. By the time I could

I complained, pushing him away and breaking the kiss. I was going to respond, but I felt a tight grip around my arm and force dragged me up

revolt. Even I

I pointed at Markus, who was now hugging his teddy and shaking while crawling to the corner

didn't like it," he cried, making my jaw meet

was justified. Any mother would be angry, but I didn't do anything. Markus fucking

he was

as she took me downstairs. I raised my face and watched Markus standing at the top of the staircase with his hands in his pants' pockets and

even try getting out

grasp?" Mom rolled out of bed to check on me before she

Pamela didn't even tell her the exact thing that she