THIS IS MY ROOM!!

"SILVER HOTEL"

"He saw us". Olivia stuttered fearfully on the floor.

"King..ston". Davis called waving his hand right in front of Kingston's face and surprisingly Kingston didn't blink his eyelids.

"I must have f**king went crazy! I'm seeing things now". Kingston laughed like the maniac he was as he stood up instantly, ignoring Davis who stood in front of him he made to walk towards Olivia but Davis came right in front of him again and out of anger Kingston punched him hard on the face making him fall to the ground with a busted lip and Olivia panicked.

"F**king @ssh*le!! She never died, you just made a fool out of me and Frankie!!". Kingston yelled in rage as he continued blessing Davis face with hard blows.

After a series of flinching and wailing silently, Olivia's mind began functioning and she instantly stood up, opening the door she ran out.

"F**k!". Kingston spat as he let go of Davis and made to go after her but Davis held his leg and drew him backward ignoring the multiple kicks Kingston directed towards him.

Kingston soon became mad at the situation and brought out a gun from his pocket.

But right when he was shot at Davis, an hotel attendant immediately barged in sensing danger Kingston pocketed back his gun and forced his way out of Davis grip.

"You're f**king dead if I don't find her". Kingston glared before leaving the room hurriedly in search of Olivia.

By the time he got downstairs Olivia had already boarded a taxi and left.

Kingston groaned in anger roughing his hair in the process, then he brought out his phone and dialed Frankie's number.

"THE CLEARN'S MANSION"

"Dad! Mum!!". Olivia called out the moment she entered the living room and both her parents came running down the stairs with widened eyes.

"Olivia!!?". Mrs Clearn called out as ran towards her daughter hugging her tightly as if she might disappear again.

"Where have you been? How could you leave the house for so long without Informing anyone? Do you know what your undisciplined disappearance is called? Your brother was f**king arrested?!!". Mr Clearn yelled in rage and Olivia broke the hug with her mother.

"It's not my fault dad, I was really kidnapped!". Olivia uttered.

"We know that honey but thank God your brother and his no good friends have been finally arrested. They'll pay for what they made you go through''. Mrs Clearn uttered hugging Olivia again, but Olivia quickly broke it with a questionable look on her face.

"What do you mean by arrested?". She gasped out.

"The cops came here a while ago and Took Oliver away in relation to your sudden disappearance and also supposed death. But thank goodness you're back, tell us everything that happened to you". Mr Clearn demanded impatiently.

"Oliver and his friends were not the one who kidnapped me. It was Kingston and his friends! My so-called ex planned and almost executed my rape! Make them pay dad! They almost killed me, I would have f**king died!!". Olivia said and her mom's eyes widened.

"You're mistaken right? Kingston would never do such and what do you mean by he's your ex? Did you two break up without me knowing nothing about it?". Mrs Clearn demanded and Mr Clearn glared at her.

"Do you think that's what matters now?!". He snapped at his wife before facing his daughter.

"Come with me to the police base Olivia, let's go get your brother and his friends released and lock those b@st@rds who ruined your life behind bars' '. Mr Clearn aid walked away and Olivia followed him closely from behind.

"The only thing he ever thinks of in this world is that other lady's son!". Mrs Clearn spat harshly glaring at Mr Clearn's leaving back view.

"THE XAVIER'S MANSION"

FRANKIE'S ROOM…

Frankie stood by his window, as he gazed out of it glaring deeply at nothing. He held a little frame picture of someone in his hand. A female to be precise.

He just received a call from Kingston telling him about the latest happenings.

He felt angry and betrayed at the same time, but what hurts right now was the fact that his revenge plan fell through and worse he even got himself into more trouble, that the police would be here very soon.

He took his gaze to the portrait in his hands and a lone tear trickled down his eyes and fell directly on the face of the girl in the portrait.

"I vowed to make him pay for pushing you to your death, and I'll stop at nothing to achieve that. I don't mind killing anyone that stands in my way just to keep my promise to you Lisa". Frankie muttered as he rubbed his thumb softly on the portrait.

Then the police car zoomed into the mansion with their sirens booming everywhere.

He laughed hysterically when he heard his parents downstairs tackling the officers and then he fell to his huge bed, closing his eyes slowly and from there, he drifted into a nice slumber. With a smile playing at the corner of white cheek.

"THE RUSSELL'S MANSION"

Dylan got released from jail some minutes ago and after much scolding and pampering from his mom, he left the living room for his room upstairs.

He didn't quite happen because of everything that happened but at the same time he was relieved that the real culprits had been caught.

He frowned as he took off his clothes preparing for a cold shower. His mind drifted to what Olivia had said in the station that Frankie and Kingston where the one responsible for her disappearance and they even arranged men to rape her?

"Animals!". He spat rudely as he went under the shower. Then he let out a sign of relief when the cold water streamed down his body.

But then if there was something he didn't get was why Olivia never mentioned Davis as one of the culprits, because there was no way his friends would venture into such without him not getting involved.

Suddenly memories of what happened two years ago started rushing into his brain.

The same memories he tried his best to forget but it still lingered somewhere at the back of his head waiting for when to pop out unexpectedly.

"He should have for me directly and not use Olivia as a bait to get back at me for what happened to her two years ago". Dylan sighed deeply with guilt occupying his face, then he offered the shower, took a towel from where it was hung and tied it around his waist then he came out of the bathroom.

Dylan came out of the restroom dripping wet and hot at the same, his cool abs glistening to the moist of the water and his beautiful hair stuck to his face, Making him look cuter and handsome than he ever looked.

He was so tired that he planned on sleeping like that in just his towel.

He walked towards his bed, with an unusual feeling he jumped on the soft duvet and he freaked out when a yelp that wasn't his screamed out.

Before he knew what was happening, a sharp bite from a sharp tooth bit through his flesh on his naked breast and this time he was the one who yelled in agony.

Then finally the witch under the duvet revealed herself, as she removed the duvet from her face glaring meanly at shocked Dylan.

"F**king pervert!". Lisa snapped getting off the bed and kicking him on his leg and Dylan winced in pain before throwing her a glare.

"What the f**k are you doing in my room in the first place!!?". Dylan requested sharply.

"Your room? This is my room motherf**ker!". Lisa yelled back and Dylan scoffed in frustration then suddenly his eyes widened when he realized something.

"Wait?...Are those not my latest shorts and hoodie you're putting on?". Dylan requested with mouth a gap and eyes widened, then he roughed his hair in annoyance when Lisa gave him the most frustrating reply ever heard.