Chapter 13: Italian

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☾︎ Maeve ☽︎

"Oh hell no, did he do something?" Cayden shouts across the room. "Aaron, get me my guns please," Griffin asked calmly waiting for a response back.

I'm sitting on the couch looking at the 3 men shouting in front of me. Aaron told them that I broke up with Ethan. They have been asking me all sorts of questions for hours now, and I didn't even answer one of them.

I stand up stopping their yelling instantly. "No one is getting killed today. We just broke up, it's nothing." I reassure them, "You sure?" Griffin raises his eyebrows and I slowly nod.

"But still, get me my guns." He completely ignores me and keeps telling Aaron to get his guns. If I'm being honest Griffin is the scariest brother out of three.

When he's angry he doesn't fight or anything - He just stays calm. Cayden on the other hand - He's dramatic and always throws the first punch. Then you have Aaron - He's the snitch.

Literally.

But he's also very serious and gets angered easily. That's why I don't tell them anything. It would be a blood bad if I did.

I sigh, massaging my temples, "I'm tired of the three of you."

"I'm leaving for a bit." I was about to flee until Aaron stops me. "Little sister who I dearly love. Bring this to Silas' house please, thank you." He places some documents in my hands.

"What? Why do I have to do-" Aaron leaves before I could finish my sentence.

Asshole.

"Did I forget to mention that he probably doesn't want to see me right now?" I yell at him, expecting him to stop walking but he doesn't.

Jerk.

"Cayden, can't you do it?" I frown but he gives me a disappointed look, "Sorry, I have to train." Then he walks away too. I stroll towards Griffin, "Griffin, can't you do it then? Please." I beg him while he gives me a calm face - That's a good sign right-

"No, I'm still looking for my guns." God, this man can't forget about it. I sigh in defeat and walk to my room changing into some white pants and a Corset- Waist Lantern Sleeve Blouse.

I think you call them that.

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