Justin's pov

"Justin" he smiled .

I didn't know if I should let him in or close the door in his face.

He told me whenever he shows up I should reject him.

No matter how broken he looked.

But this was a pain. He needed me. I could see it in his eyes.

I moved away form my door leaving it open.

I turned my back to him a crossed my arms to make him think I was mad even tho I needed him desperately.

I could hear him walking inside.

My heart was pounding so loud I could hear it.

" I'm sorry . I just wanted to see you" his voice came of soft then harden.

" well u shouldn't have" I responded coldly with my back still turned to him.

His foot steps were getting closer to me. I wanted to walk away from him but my feet didn't want to move.

This wasn't right.

I could ruin him if people found out

His head fell on my shoulders and his hands rapped around me.

I could feel his hot breath blowing down on my neck. But I still felt chill run down my spine

" I missed you" he whispered

I wanted to turn around and hug him so badly but I held it together.

It was killing me to not melt into him like we use to, but I had to be the man I am. I loved him and I dont want to ruin his reputation because of my stupid love for him.

" alex" I sighed pulling his hands from around me.

His face lifted off my shoulders and I wanted it back there as soon as I felt it gone.

I turned to face him. He was looking me in the eye and I looked down

" u know we can't do this anymore " I said in a low voice.

Usually he would be the one saying this to me when I go to his house sobbing and wanting his touch.

But now the tables have turned.

" I know" he repiled

He exhaled. It sounded like disappointment.

" I should go"

His voice wasn't loving anymore. It was back to Alexander my boss.

" are your sure. You can stay if u want" I walked up to him trying to reach for his hand but he pulled away and took a step back from me.

" no, it's for the best if we don't sleep in the same house" he repiled walking towards the door

I didn't stop him. He was right. It was for the best.

Massimo's pov

"Where have you been" I snapped at him.

It was 6 in the morning, I was worried sick about him.

" what are you doing in my house ?"

" seriously Alex?. Is that the only thing you can say to me?" I scoffed " didn't u see my miss calls?"

" yes" he replied coldly walking up the stairs.

I didn't know what his problem was but I walked behind him.

" you were with him weren't you"

He paused for a second then looked back at me.

"What did you just say?"

"You were with him. Justin. Thats who you were with. Thats why u didn't answer my calls. because you were with him"

" why do you care? " he scoffed then continued up the stairs

He's been such an asshole lately. One minute he's fine the next he's giving me the cold shoulder.

" I have him" I bluntly bursted out when he entered his room.

He looked back at me in confusion. Of course he would.

His mind is Clearly stuck between if he's gay or straight.

" what?"

" the man. Who said he has the tape of you and Justin. I have him. In the basement. " I repiled " I tied him up. But I was saving him for you"

He looked at me for a while before his hands came to a fist.

" show me"

I carried him down to the basement and showed him the old man tied up. He was unconscious.

I could see the darkness in Alexander's eyes when he saw the man.

He was at his mercy and there was nothing he could do about it.

I was finally seeing the old Alexander I use to know.

" well done brother " he praised me. " now wake him up"

I poured water on the man's head.

He jumped up gasping for air.

" chill old man. There is enough oxygen for all of us" Alexander's voice let off the most pleasing sound.

" you fucking bastard" he laughed. " u didn't actually kill them did you. You piece of shit"

He coughed up spit form his mouth and spat it towards Alex.

I had no clue what the man was talking about, was he going crazy?

" I don't kill the innocent's Mr Francisco, u should know that by now" Alexander smirked.

" so what now?. Are you going to kill me"

"Yes" I repiled for Alexander

His head turned towards me and he scoffed.

Not this old man acting like a Don when he's tied up awaiting death

" well if it isn't your lil bitch brother Massimo" he smiled ".. let me guess. You have daddy issues too huh?"

I took my gun out and pointed it at his head. I was so ready to shoot his brains out.

" do you think this is Alexander you're dealing with? I will shoot u and wipe out your entire generations to come u old cow"

He laughed at me, how crazy could this idiot be.

" are you laughing at my brother ?" Alexander came off cold walking up to the man

Before the man could answer he punched him in the face continuously. Blood flying out of the man's mouth each punch he got.

Alexander seemed like he didn't want to stop.

His eyes grew darker each punch he got.

Like he was taking out some sort of anger on the poor old man.

He knocked the man unconscious. When he finally realized he wasn't moving he stopped and took a breath flashing off his hand.

" wake him up" he said to me

Without another thought I poured more water on him.

Without seconds he was gasping for more air.

Alexander then greeted him with another punch to the face. He growned and yelled for him to stop.

Blood kept gushing form his mouth.

More like saliva mixed with a pool of blood.

" stop" he coughed.

He could barely hold his head up.

It was dangling like a babies head freshly out of the womb.

How pathetic.

I chuckled "aww. Where's your happy face old man"

"Fuck you" he fired out without hesitation.

" where's the tape? Where is it kept?" I asked folding my arm

By this time Alexander was wahing the blood off his hand.

" right up my fucking asshole"

" don't be so blunt Mr Francisco I might just reach up in there to get it"

He moved his wobbly head to my direction, his face was much more worse from the front than form the side. He didn't say anything he just kept looking at me until alex walked out of the bathroom

" don't bother , he's bluffing " he scoffed. " he doest have the video. If he did he would of told us"

" how are you so sure? "

" I'm not. But if he does then I'll know in due time" he replied drying his wet hand on my shirt.

How fucking disrespectful. 

" u should clean up. U look like shit" he smirked at the man before heading up the steps back to the main house.

I rolled my eyes and kneeled down to the old man.

" he may not want to kill your family but if I even hear that you have that video of him I will kill you and you entire family "

" why do you care about what happens to him. He fucked you over " he smiled

" what?"

" be honest. You can't stand the thought of him getting back with her can you"

" I don't know what or whom  you're talking " I stood up about to walk off

" sure you do.. Elizabeth Clark, doesn't her name ring a bell?"

******

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