Sydney was huffing and pouting. The boy was in a very bad mood. When he's in a bad mood, he'd feel numb. Inside and out. Darkness would surround him until he couldn't even control his own body. It hurts in a way that it isn't. It just feels cold and all of the negative energy swirls inside of his chest until it turns into slime that drowns him alive. Or burns him alive.

Whatever comes first.

Now, for the pressing matters at hand, he always gets what he wants and if he can't, he kills. Not that that's a big deal or something, right? He just wants to blow off some steam and blood and torture sounds perfect to him.

Their bloody screams were practically melodies in his ears.

Well, not Luca's though.

Hell, Luca was throwing a bigger tantrum than him and it's driving him insane. Sydney is already insane and her screams were making him edgy and just wants to throw a knife at something.

Or someone.

But nah, that'd only make Enzo throw a bigger tantrum than that kid's and it'll make Sydney want to throw a tantrum as well. Or throw a knife or a bullet. Still, it didn't ease the boy's nerves. Her cries were practically shaking the house with its intensity.

"Ah, fuck!" Sydney shouted as he threw another dagger on his wall. The boy then whined while checking out on his darts. "Why do that brat have to cry so loud and ugly? Why can't she cry more quietly? Why can't she just be quiet forever? Such a pest. I hate it!"

What the hell are those maids even doing?

Where's that sex slave? He should be by that kid's side all the time. He rarely leaves her side. Pierre's been Luca this—Luca that. That's all he's been able to talk about!

A twinge of pain went through his chest and he threw a dart at his wall. Sydney growled in irritation. Why aren't they paying attention to him? Wasn't he the youngest? Even Enzo's being a selfish prick!

Prick! Annoying!

Their attentions were mine!

That Luca stole it!

He stole them!

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Why is it always, always, always her? What's so great about her? What's so amazing about a fucking crybaby? Damn it! Fuck! Bastards! They'll die, die, die! They won't pay attention to me! I'm the youngest and fuck—

Before he knew it, he was in Luca's nursery. It was cute. Lovely for a baby like her. It would've been perfect as well if he had the toys that Luca has. If he had the luxury of controlling everyone like Luca, because Luca is the best, then he'd want that. So bad. Luca is perfect. Luca is a baby. Fortunately for him, nobody was there to make poor Luca stop crying.

Sydney was mad. He was raging. He doesn't deserve this. Why was he the one suffering? Stupid.

Luca. Luca. Luca. Luca. Luca. Luca. Luca!

He was so stupid for defending her against Gabriele. He thought that it was the right thing to do but no. He was so wrong. Luca is also a brat. She was pampered. She never held a gun in her life! She never killed somebody. She was innocent and lovely.

Luca'a tears, Luca'a puffy eyes, eyes filled with tears, her red cheeks and her mouth as wide as it could be as she tossed, turned and cried. She was trying to reach him and it's so disgusting.

Damn it!

Why?

Why?

Why?  

Fuck her!

She's the reason why that woman died. She is reason why everything is so gloomy now. She is the reason why everyone doesn't care about him anymore!

What's so special about her? She's so fat and  ugly! She's like a pig. A big fat ugly pig. Nothing but an animal who oinks her way into people's heart! Or maybe a snake? Like snaking her way into people's feelings?

What is so spe—

"Sydney!" Pierre shouted and tackled Sydney to the ground. The boy squirmed against the man he was breathing heavily, his eyes were twitching and wide and filled with nothing but anger and confusion.

"What the hell!?" Pierre shouted as he tries his best to remove the dagger from Sydney's hands. "Boy, snap out of it!"

Sydney didn't even notice the dagger in his hands. He was about to hurt Luca, right? He didnt even notice himself holding it above Luca while she makes a sad whine, tired from all of her own loud cries. Huh. Sydney laughed loudly as the knife was finally out of his hold. He laughed and laughed and laughed. Loudly as the bells of Big Ben. Pierre watched him in horror while he stepped away from him and got Luca out of her crib, holding her protectively in his arms. Yeah. Protectively.

Stupid!

"You're insane!" Pierre shouted as he glared at Sydney. The boy snorted and smirked at him.

"You've got that right. Luca might've... What? Triggered it?"

Yeah. Doesn't make any sense though. Why weren't the maids by her side? Why weren't Pierre by his side? If Pierre was even a little bit late, Sydney could've...

There were times where this side of him makes a scene but he could control it. He could control this darkness that comes inside him because he hates people seeing him like this.

He hates being seen as a monster. He hates being seen as some dangerous being. Maybe he was but he won't hurt anyone on purpose. Not Luca or Pierre or any of the people in this house. Luca's cries just caught him in a bad mood. There were days were he could snap anyone in two if he were caught in a bad day. He just can't stop it if it goes out of control. He wants to be in control but sometimes he feels like he isn't.

He should've known better. He was better off locked up in his room. He should've expected it. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

"I-I'm sorry... " He shakily whispered as he avoids eye contact with Pierre.

The boy heard shuffling and whispering before Luca's cries grew softer and more distant. It made Sydney instantly relax. His mind giving him a time to catch up and feel something other than numbness. 

Suddenly, Pierre was kneeling in front of him, forcing Sydney to look at him. The boy was surprised at Pierre's stern look. He expected him to be angry or something but not stern.

"Gabriele called for us... That's why we weren't able to reach Luca." Pierre explained slowly, eyeing him like he's a bomb.

And maybe he was. He feels like one. He feels like he'll explode and he'd turn back to that dark, dark place and he'd have to watch himself kill a baby—

"I'm sorry."

Sydney looks at Pierre in surprise. Why was he the one apologizing? Wasn't he the one who was holding a fucking dagger at Luca? Wasn't he the one who charged into her room like the maniac that he was?

Damn it! Fuck!

"Why...?"

Pierre huffed and sat back, running a hand through his tousled hair and Sydney was just in awe. Pierre was... Well, calm about this?  Maybe he's raging on the inside but wow, he's having a lot of self-control.

"I was warned about this. About you. And I knew that your room is so much closer to Luca's and I still left her defenseless." Pierre clenched his fist in anger. He's blaming himself for this. Why the hell would he leave her alone? She even threw a tantrum and caught Sydney in a bad mood. If he just stayed like he was supposed to then everything would've been fine.

Ah, but Pierre's stupid.

And look at what happened.

"No!"

Pierre looked at the kid and was surprised at his sudden outburst. He could see Sydney's eyes sparkling with determination and admiration and it made Pierre shiver.

"It was my fault! I couldn't control it! Luca must've been so scared... You—I can't imagine the fear you must be feeling." He said honestly. Sydney remembered Luca's expression while she cried and it honestly breaks his heart. She looked scared and tired from all her crying and he didn't even comfort her. Stupid!

"I'm sorry. If you want to punish yourself then please punish me instead."

Pierre sighed tiredly and slumped his head on Sydney's shoulder and chuckled. "Yeah, you better be ready. I'd have to kill you for it.."

Sydney clenched his jaw and nodded.

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I feel so bad for skipping. I erased the draft and jeezzz!

I want to make this chapter as an apology! :)

So here you go!

What do you think of Sydney?

Should Pierre also give him a chance?

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