Tia will be turning 18 in three days. Her gift is something very unpredictable as she has been hoping for this gift for four years. That gift is her best friend's dad, Michael Fassbender. She and Becky have been best friend since the beginning of ju...
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I pushed him away. "Carlisle, what?!"
"Mhm," he smiled. "It feels so good to finally let that out to someone. To you especially."
"You," I pointed at him. "You killed Scarlett, Ryan, Your wife!"
"And many many more, darling. They matter too, you know." He took my hand and pulled me close to him. "And you," he caressed my cheekbones and my burgundy matted lips. "Are not going to tell anybody."
"The hell I'm not! You're the reason why Michael is dead, Carlisle!"
He shook his head and laughed, putting his hands in his pockets. "Honestly, I'm surprised you hadn't figured it out sooner."
"Carlisle! How could you do that to him? How could you do that to your own blood?" I shouted at him, stepping back.
He frowned in disbelief that I even asked such a thing. "How could I?" He stepped closer. "How could I?" He repeated with a chuckle. "How couldn't I, baby doll? He ruined my life. Ever since the fucking accident, everything has been hell for me. Everything. He took away my tenth birthday party because he had to go to the fucking hospital after having a concussion from a crash that was his fault!"
I shook my head. "He was a child, Car-"
"Fourteen years old- he was damn near in high school. He knew what he was doing." He continued to get close to me. "Everything was about Michael growing up. Everything. Which really sucked because I was the baby between the two of us. Don't you think I would've been spoiled too?"
I shrugged. "I- I mean yeah. My sister gets a lot."
"Yeah well I got nothing. It was so important for Michael to get into college. So important for Michael to get married. My parents handled every damn expense that Michael had until he built up his own empire. I had to pay for everything myself! My college fees, my wedding, my wife's hospital bill after her miscarriage, every single penny came out of my pocket! And I was lucky if my parents were even present for any of that bullshit!"
I was speechless. All this because he had issues with his parents? That couldn't be it.
His face lit up. "Oh! And let's not forget the real issue at hand! Scarlett was mine before Michael got his long ass fingers on her. As soon as he met her at his graduation party, she fell in love all over again not for me, but for him!" He shrugged. "I got over it soon enough because I didn't expect it to go as far as it did. Hell even after they had Becky, I wasn't mad. I found my own wife by then so that bitch didn't matter."
"So then why did you kill your wife?" I asked, trying to match events with other events. Just trying to make sense of it all.
"I was getting there! Calm the fuck down, lil bit." He rolled his eyes. "After Michael found out that Scarlett had been cheating on him, he came to my apartment to tell me about it. I wasn't home and Hope, my wife, was. And from what I understood, the big ol' poor baby cried his heart out to my Queen and she granted him a night's happiness in my own bed."
