I tried to imagine what could possibly be going on in Stanley’s head if he was in fact the one behind what happened. So why was this happening? Why is my sister under attack? Why would someone hate her enough to try to blow her to pieces? How fucked is this shit? Our parents went out of their way to make sure of it, but there was no denying that moving here had changed everything for the better. Our lives have always been good, my sisters’ and mine. Meeting someone like Belle, falling in love with her, everything happened too fast but seemed so perfect. Our lives were like an afterschool special. It hadn’t taken any time to make new friends and find my place here.Įven Sian and Jace’s relationship added to the almost high school drama feeling being here invoked. Things had seemed so perfect in the beginning. Moving from a small town to one of the liveliest places in the world, not to mention being able to play ball for an amazing team is like every teenage boy’s wet dream. When we first moved here I thought for sure we were going to be happy, what’s not to be happy about in a place like this? I have fucking knots in my stomach that shouldn’t be there. I can still hear the explosion see the look of fear on her face. The attack may not have been aimed at Belle, but she was there nonetheless.
Having someone you love in danger is a whole other level of hell. For the first time tonight I experienced that shit first hand. I can understand why Jace goes nuts whenever something happens to my sister. I counted to ten in hopes of bringing myself down from the murderous rage I was feeling. I took a deep breath and released the tight fists I’d made to prevent myself from punching a hole in the wall. You’ll be no help to your family if you go up for murder. This was too fucking close…Rein it in Jared. If he really was responsible Jace won’t get the chance to go after him, not before I did.
What the fuck reason could Stanley have for doing something like this to my family? Or anyone for that matter? It seems like since we moved here some shit has been going wrong on a daily basis. My mother was in there, and so was my little sister not to mention fucking Red.” “I don’t give a fu…I don’t care about my house. Sorry dude, I don’t know what I was thinking. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s what I saw. “Are you sure about this Alec? You saw him with explosives?”
As much as I’d like to go find Stanley in whatever hole he was hiding in and beat the living shit out of him, I could do no less than I’d asked of Jace. I understood their reasoning though, this involved my sister too, not just Jace. What should we do?” Both Alec and Shayne looked to me for an answer, as if they weren’t the ones who’d known him the longest.
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