Psychotic

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Lauren's POV:

"What do you mean he kidnapped you?" I asked letting go of my brother and looking at my Girlfriend.

"Exactly what I said. He tried to drug me and took me to this abandoned. We're these two white people. One grown man and another teenager. Tried to kill me. But me, being the skilled and amazing killer I am. Got out of the situation, killing both of the people in the process. If you're mad now you're lucky as hell I realized that he was your brother or else I would've brought his dead body." Y/N explained, plopping down on the couch and snatching the bowl of popcorn from Willow.

"¡¿Secuestrar y drogar personas ?! ¡Mamá y yo no te criamos así, Chris! ¡PUEDES IR A LA PRISIÓN POR AÑOS POR ESO! ¿Cuál es el puto punto Chris? Si ha hecho esto más de una vez, claramente está lastimando a la gente. Y sé que eres mucho mejor que eso." I yelled at my little brother in Spanish cause I was so infuriated. (Kidnapping and Drugging people?! Mommy and I didn't raise you that way Chris! YOU CAN GO TO PRISON FOR YEARS FOR THAT! What's the fucking point Chris?! If you've done this more than once you're clearly hurting people. And I know you're so much better than that.)

"Lauren, sé que solo necesitaba dinero para algunas cosas. Ya sé lo duro que estás trabajando y no quería parecer ingrato al pedirte dinero. Además, mamá claramente ha estado luchando con sus propios demonios. Ella parecía tan deprimida. Quería hacerla feliz haciéndola sentir orgullosa de mí, trayendo a casa algo de dinero extra y pudiendo llevarla a cabo." Chris explained while looking down in shame. (Lauren I know I just needed money for some things. I already know how hard you're working and I didn't want to seem ungrateful by asking you for money. Plus mommy has clearly been struggling with her own demons. She just seemed so depressed. I wanted to make her happy by making her proud of me by bringing home some extra money and being able to take her out.)

"God Chris now I feel like shit for not visiting or calling to check up on you guys. But that doesn't make it right for drugging and kidnapping innocent people. That's not fucking OK Chris. Do you know how that could affect people? If you wanted to make money so bad do honest work. Don't be lazy and get a honest job." I scolded, standing up from the floor.

"Cmon now Lauren don't be a hypocrite. You're a literal Queenpin, Mafia Lord, Drug Queen. Killing, selling drugs, and gambling on a daily basis. Don't talk to me about honest work." Chris said to me while eyeing me up and down.

I was going to say something but Y/N cut me off.

"Apologies. I know I'm not apart of this conversation but I would love to say something. I kill people daily. As you know I'm The Laughing Reaper. The Serial killer who has the highest kill count in all of America with about 645. But guess what smart Alec, neither me or your sister kill innocent people. YOU, make innocent people suffer. We may not be doing "honest work" but we make terrible people suffer. Please, tell me, who was your most recent target? Before me." Y/N said cutting in.

"I don't have to answer to you. I don't even know you." He said before stepping up to Y/N.

"Woah there big guy. Fine, you don't have to answer but wasn't I the one who knocked you out in less than 5 seconds? True or false?" She asked while looking down and Chris because she was very much taller than him.

"Yeah because of a gadget. I don't give a damn about your kill count you don't got nothin on me, I can fold your ass." He said trying to sound intimidating. But I know my brother, he's scared out of his mind right now but his pride is more important.