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. After he nodded, I reached for one of the drawings and

the inspiration for these?* I questioned, getting intrigued by

my dreams," he said, forming a sad

you tell me what this picture is about?* I turned the drawing to him and

will tell you in your ear," he whispered,

right," I said, hunching over and tucking my hair behind my ear. He leaned over and brought his lips near my ear, but then

seconds. By the time I could gather

going to respond, but I felt a tight grip around my arm and force dragged me up on my

shock and revolt. Even I

didn't do anything. He kissed me," I pointed at Markus, who was now hugging his teddy and shaking while crawling to the corner of

I didn't like it," he cried,

you do? What were you doing to him?" Pamela's anger was justified. Any mother would be angry, but I didn't

acted as if he was so scared of me

Pamela kept my arm in her grasp and made me briskly walk after her as she took me downstairs. I raised my face and watched Markus standing at the top of the

shivers. That's why I didn't even try getting out

daughter's arm in such a tight grasp?" Mom rolled out of bed to check on me before she

my son to have sex with her.* Pamela didn't even tell her the exact thing that she