Ashlynn's Pov~

It's been about a week since everyone in the house got to know who I really am, and things have been..... interesting.

Whenever I walk into a room, everyone goes silent and visibly stiffen up.

Then they look at me like I'm a ticking time bomb that'll go off at any given moment.

I know, talk about being dramatic.

Carlos has been living with us since we got back and has made his own personal vendetta to get on my nerves.

Like seriously, yesterday he threw a huge fit just because I got home a little late at night. Does he really think that's new?

Then he compared me to Charlotte and how she always follows the house rules and is an absolute angel.

In return, I compared him to an old rotten potato sack that smelled and should be thrown out as it was totally useless.

After that, I showed him the finger and walked out of the room casually, while he just stood there with his face red as a tomato.

I'm not sure if the redness was from the anger or the embarrassment, but it was one hell of a view to laugh at.

Also, a few days ago Charlotte found out about the Mafia or the 'family business' as they call it. Well, it was kind of hard to hide after everything that's happened.

When I tell you she FREAKED OUT.

It was hilarious.

First she over-dramatically gasped with her hands cupped on her mouth, and then sat on the couch, her eyes wide as saucers and then started to cry.

Yeah, like with actual tears and stuff.

While everybody was trying to comfort her shaking form, I was just standing in the corner, trying not to laugh my ass off. Like seriously, what's there to CRY!

At one point, I actually let a chuckle escape my lips and the glares I got in return were enough to make a grown man piss his pants.

But it just made me laugh more.

These people can't actually do shit other than empty threats or like I mentioned, glare.

The little demon also found out about the Death Squad and how they're the most powerful group in the underworld.

She looked scared at first but when she was informed that I was a part of that group, she turned towards me, her red puffy eyes showing nothing but hate on the outside.

But I looked right through her and knew exactly how terrified she actually was. Her lips trembled and her hands shook, but her eyes narrowed at me accusingly.

She got on her feet and pointed her shaky finger towards me. "You. YOU DID THIS TO ME." She yelled, referring to the minor injuries she had from when William kidnapped them.

I laughed - a maniac kind of laugh- and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Nope. No I didn't. I really wish I had though." I spoke calmly after regaining myself, showing everyone that I meant every word.

"You think you're so high and mighty. Well, time to get off the throne and rip the crown off. News flash, you're not. I'm sure my family can easily bring doom on you and that little sloppy group of yours. They don't do that just because they pity you as you're just a weak little girl who grew up without a family." She screeched, as if threatening me.

I'm pretty sure she expected me to get mad but I did the exact opposite. I know better than to listen to the spoilt brats who were created only to waste the oxygen on this planet.

Besides, not reacting the way one expected tends to piss them off.

"Please. I've been dying to see them try" I scoffed and smiled while taking a small, but intimidating step towards her.

She took a step back and gulped, tears starting to form in her eyes again but she tried to blink them away, trying to act strong that is something she can never be.

"Dad? You can, right?" She asked Alexander with her eyebrows raised and a confident look on her face, as if she wasn't just crying because she was afraid of his profession.

He looked down, not daring to meet his daughter's eyes, as if he was too embarrassed to.

When he didn't reply, she asked the same thing to her grandpa but he didn't do much either.

She turned around towards only to see me grinning like the psycho I am and clenched her fists tightly, so much hate visible in her that if she could, she'd burn me to the ground with her eyes.

Damn whatever did I do to her.

But then ofcourse, she just looked like a bitchy kid whose daddy won't buy her a Barbie doll.

Now no, I wasn't saying that girls only like dolls or something like that, but you should've seen her room when we were younger.

"Something you wanna say?" I asked calmly, looking her up and down as if challenging her.

"You don't exactly strike me as a professional killer or whatever. Seems like you can just talk." She crossed her arms in front of her arms and copied my actions, looking me up and down the same way I did.

"Oh honey, that's what makes me so good at it" I laughed and walked out of the room before she could think of something else.

Yes, I love leaving people starstruck in the middle of conversations.

Today, I walked down the stairs and found everyone in the living room, standing in a tense environment. Carlos wasn't around so I hoped that he'd gone back to whatever hole he had crawled out of.

My demon-possessed twin also stood in the middle while clutching her left arm, mascara running down her cheeks as she sobbed into Jeremy's shoulder who had his arms wrapped her. He glared at me along with the others.

Is crying the only thing this girl knows? Well, I won't exactly be surprised if it was.

Ofcourse their glaring had no effect on me. These people just do not know when to give up.

I sighed and rolled my eyes at their stupid behaviour and continued to make my way to the kitchen to make myself some - yeah you already guessed it- coffee.

Besides, what the hell are they even giving me that look for? It's not like I'm the reason this bitch is crying.

That's what I thought atleast. But I was proved very wrong by the next sentence that was spoken.

"How DARE YOU?" Jeremy yelled, making me squint my eyes in annoyance.

Then he proceeded to give me the silent treatment but looked at me as if I had just commited the biggest crime of all.

Oh I'm sorry, did he think I had the whole day to try and figure out what he wanted?

Ofcourse not.

So I continue walking out when he didn't say anything, but I could feel his eyes boring into my back with each step I took.

"Ashlynn." This time Alexander was the one to speak up. His eyes fas filled with authority and seriousness.

"I'm not deaf you know. I'm just not a mind reader and neither do I have the time to figure out what the hell you want if you won't speak up" I replied, annoyed with the fact that the precious time I could be spending with my coffee, I was spending with them.

"Why did you hurt your sister." Lucian spoke up calmly, but it was obvious that he was losing his patience and was having a really hard time to keep himself cool.

This actually caught my attention and made me turn around and look at him.

Alfie was sitting on one of the couches and looked so done with this. He had the 'I-can't-believe-this-is-happening' look on his face. He scoffed at Lucian's words and shook his head in disapproval while glancing at the dramatic little fucker people know as my twin.

The only good thing about that is that thankfully, we look nothing alike.

Probably one of the only things I'm actually thankful for.

"I did?" I raised my eyebrows amusingly at Lucian while glancing at Charlotte.

"Did you?" Alexander asked, not losing his calm but I could see the curiousity behind his eyes.

I looked at all of them, my eyebrows raised and and a big amused smile on my face.

Y'all ever heard of the term "History repeating itself"?

Well, this was exactly that.

This was 11 years ago all over again.

That attention seeking whore staging me and crying her eyes out so it'd look believable.

But you wanna know what the difference was?

11 years ago, I was a child. I was dumb, naive and I cared.

I actually cared for this family and I actually cared for my twin.

I cared about what they'll think of me even after everything they'd put me through.

But now, I'm not the same person at all. Not even close. It's like, I'm a whole new being.

Given that I'm still young, but I've experienced way too much shit to actually give a single fuck about this.

I just don't care anymore.

I walked over to Charlotte, the heel of my boot clicking onto the floorboard of the deathly silent room.

I stood right in front of her, giving her no personal space at all. My arms were Crossed in front of my chest confidently with my back straight and jaw clenched.

I started right into her eyes and made her see exactly what she'd gotten herself into by pulling this little show.

She gulped and tears started to flow from her eyes at an ever greater speed.

Jeremy went in to push me aside but I caught his wrist before he could touch me and squeezed it hard enough at a certain point to make him Yelp in pain.

He immediately stepped back and clutched his wrist, hissing in pain.

All the while, I never broke eye contact with my dear sister and she looked like she was gonna have a panick attack.

Good.

She wasn't clutching her arm anymore and her palms were getting sweaty.

Her whole body was shaking and her crying never stopped.

She started to step back, but before she could, I grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back at a very uncomfortable angle.

After hearing a satisfying pop, I let go of her arm, causing her to scream and fall after losing her balance.

Can't say that didn't feel good.

I turned back around and saw Lucian and Alexander staring at me in utter shock, like they couldn't believe their eyes.

Alfie was sitting and watching the whole thing in amusement. He looked at me proudly and held a thumbs up.

I turned back around to Alexander and answered his question from earlier, "Yes. Yes I hurt your daughter."

And with that, I went ahead to get into the kitchen but was again stopped.

"Apologize to her right now" Lucian growled, his arms shaking with anger.

"Oh c'mon. Are you really gonna make me apologize for something that felt so good?" I pretend- pouted.

"I said apologize. RIGHT THE FUCK NOW" he yelled, making me cringe at his high pitched baby-like voice.

"Geez fine. You don't have to shout. It doesn't suit you" I raised my hands up in surrender and rolled my eyes.

I again walked over to where Charlotte was and stood with my head high, but this time giving her a little space.

I don't want her passing out on me if something get's too tense for her.

She looked at me with so much anger, but you could almost see the evil smirk she had and the pleasure she was gonna get from this.

"I'm sorry I broke your arm. I should've broken your neck instead" I said sincerely, my head tilting towards the side but never breaking eye contact with her.

She scrunched up her nose and her face reddened up with anger.

"You BITCH" she yelled, but it only made me chuckle.

Did she really think I was gonna actually apologize to her? Yeah, that's funny.

That is not even gonna happen in her dreams.

With that, I walked out of the room and finally got some much needed coffee.

Like I said, I love leaving people stunned in the middle of situations.

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(A/N)

Sooooo how'd you like this chapter??

I know it's been a really long time since I updated, but in my defence, school has been crazyyy and to top it all off, I got sick.

So yeah, that's great.

Anyways, I hope y'all liked the chapter and I haven't edited it yet because I'm too lazy and want to go to sleep. Lol.

Please Pardon the mistakes,I'll edit it tomorrow.

Also, this is probably the first chapter that I've focused on Charlotte so much. I wanted to make this chapter in her pov but I had no clue what I'd write as her thoughts, so yeah. Also, what are your thoughts on her??

I'm open for any suggestions and would love to have your feedbacks!

Tysm for reading!

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~Angel.