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Devils can hide in nice clothes...

And pretty faces, but their eyes always betray them.

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-Chapter 6 part 2--Gentle voice-

"Where is she?" A clear, deep, gentle voice says, with a hint of curiosity evident in his tone.

Where have I heard that voice before?

"She's up here in Kevin's bedroom, honey!"

Ms.Nancy looks back at her son and mouth quietly "You better behave, boy."

"Why is she in there instead of in her bedroom?" The man questions her, with a confused tone.

"I don't know, honey. Perhaps Kevin forgot that she has her own bedroom and he brought her here instead, "she explains without skipping a beat.

Wait a minute... Leo took me to my bedroom. Why am I... in Kevin's bedroom? I look back at Kevin.

He was staring at me with a little smirk on his face, as he trailed his dark, greedy eyes down my body, while his little smirk widened even more.

I looked down to see what he was looking at so amusingly. That was making him do that little stupid smirk.

I blushed so hard that I wanted to go hide in a corner.

I wasn't wearing the dark shirt that Leo picked out for me earlier when I took a shower.

Instead, I had a white long-sleeve t-shirt on. You could see my nipples because of how translucent the shirt was. How long was I unconscious in front of him? I pull up the dark covers, too, to cover myself up from him.

Did he really change my clothes? That bastard. I don't even have the basketball shorts on. At least I have panties on even though I don't remember putting any on. This perverted bastard.

I use my long hair to cover my chest area.

His little stupid smirk disappeared and was replaced with a hard-scrutinizing gaze. His teeth were clenched tightly together, as his dark eyes were telling me to put down the damn covers and push back my hair.

He looks so hot-like that. But everything that is hot burns.

As fast as that hard gaze appeared, it disappeared when a gentle voice called out my name.

I cut my worried gaze from him and looked at the door. A man in his mid-thirties comes into the bedroom with a warm welcoming smile on his face.

He doesn't even give anyone in the room a single glance but me.

He walks up to me and engulfs me in a warm, gentle hug and says, "I am so sorry for leaving you with that monster.

I didn't know you were going through such a hard time, my little princess. " Those words made me realize who this older man was. It was my father. I didn't hesitate to return the warm hug.

He looked so different, even his voice was different, too.

For the first time in a long time, I feel safe, protected, and loved. Tears ran down my face, not holding back all the pain and suffering that I had gone through living with my mother.

I place my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent. He smelled like freshly heated coffee on a Monday morning. I looked up to see the strangers in the room and... There are two things happening at this very moment.

One was that Kevin was glaring at me and at my father. You can see the fire burning in his eyes... Like a hint of jealousy hidden behind his anger.

His jaws were clenched so hard that it looked like it could snap at any moment.

His fists were turning pale white because of how hard he was clenching them.

Why is he looking at me like that? Like if he doesn't approve of my affectionate behavior towards my own father.

Who does he think he is?

The second thing that caught my attention from the corner of my eyes was Ms. Nancy.

I can spot Ms. Nancy looking at me with such jealousy and a hint of hate. It made me a little bit confused that she was looking at me in that way.

My father broke the warm hug, kissing my cheeks and saying, "I won't let anyone ever hurt you again."" I promise," His dark brown eyes showed such determination to keep that promise that he had just made to me.

All I could do was nod. We both hold our gaze with each other. How long haven't I seen these soft, loving eyes of a parent? One that shows me unconditional love.

Yet, deep down in my subconscious, something was mocking me, telling me "" and "" Over and over again.

Probably in three months, he'll probably get tired of me quickly... just like my mother.

My mother's eyes only held complete hatred towards me. For the first two months, she treated me with so much care and love. Until she found someone else that she loved more than me.

From a young age, I knew that love never lasts forever. I am always replaceable to them.

I will try not to fail this time. I would behave like a good girl, so he would never get tired of me and never have to ever replace me with someone else.

Our special moment was short-lived when Ms. Nancy called out to my father, "Honey, someone is knocking at the front door. It must be the psychiatrist's. " My father gave me another kiss on my right cheek as he stood up from the bed.

"Stay here, I will be right back. Okay "He looked at Kevin, and Kevin again had a calm, neutral expression.

How does he do that so freaking fast?

"If she needs anything, please help her out. Okay, son. " Kevin quickly nods. But I knew deep down that he was going to do the complete opposite.

My father was making his way to the door when I shouted, "Dad, don't leave me here with him."

I pointed at Kevin as I continued, "I want you to be here with me... instead. Please don't leave me here... with a complete stranger, Dad." My father stops mid-way and looks at me.

"He's not a stranger, Emma. He's your new stepbrother. Don't worry, he has been looking out for you for the past two weeks. When you were in the hospital, he was there to take care of you. I know it's hard, but... please.

Just try talking to him, sweetheart. He's a nice kid. " He turned on his heels and walked out the door, not giving me time to convince him otherwise.

Ms. Nancy followed my father and shut the bedroom door, leaving me alone again with Kevin in this dark room.

... Just freaking .

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