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I was expecting Alec to do something crazy, but he just pulled out a nearby chair and sat on it, looking at me.

What the fuck is this guy doing...a minute ago he was like he's going to rape me but he's just...sitting here. It's weird.

"You know you look cute when you're confused." He mused.

If he could just tell me why he's sitting there I think that would be better than telling me I look cute.

"You have so many questions, dont you? Your origin has been countered now that you know you have two fathers. So who to believe? You dont know. That's just one of the funny things." He said giggling to himself

Of course I have no idea who to believe. The father I grew up with never beared Troy. His name is Ronald. So who exactly is this mystery man who claims to be my father? It all just doesn't make sense.

"So now it probably means you have a completely different family combined. Hm, this is just part of the game dear Kim, we haven't done anything yet."

"Although" he continues

"I was actually surprised that you bore 'West' as a surname, because Troy had the same surname. So, I did a little research to find out who you were, but that was when you were admitted in New City Hospital so I had a little information about you from your files. I know everything from your likes to your dislikes to your age, where you live and where you go to school. But that wasn't what what I was looking for."

"I decided to pay your "parents" a visit. When I reached your house, they warmly welcomed me and asked me to come in. When I was seated with a hot cup of coffee in my front, we went down to business. I showed them a picture of you and asked if you were their daughter. When they looked at it, their expressions changed from happiness to disgust. They had an even uglier look when I handed them the photo! They held it like it was trash! Fuck!" He paused as he couldn't hold his laughter.

This guy is insane, but the way he laughs...hmm.... I still hate him anyways.

"Sorry I trailed off. Anyways, they asked me why I wanted to know and I told them that you were in the hospital. They were like "No wonder my room's so dirty!" He paused again to laugh.

I blush because I'm quite embarrassed.

As he caught his breath, he finally continued.

"Although, they didn't really show any look of sympathy or empathy at all. They took the coffee mug away and offered some freshly baked cookies while I spoke to your "siblings". "

Why does he always make air quotes when he says something about my family? Does this mean that Troy guy is my actual father?

"They didn't look very eager to talk about you. I asked them what their surname is and I was shocked at their reply. "Monroe" they said. Woah! So how come you're bearing something different? It means they've completely rejected you that they can't even bear the same surname with you, that's sad. But it could be that and something else. But if you wanna find that out, you'll have a lot of challenges to go through." He paused to look at the expression on my face.

I'm beyond shocked. That's-that's not my surname. Monroe was never in the picture. No wonder when I received mails or packages the name would always be different and they'd always rush to collect them before I find out anything. It's...starting to make sense.. I think. I'm not sure about anything anymore.

"Hmmm...anyways, I left your house and headed back to the hospital. When I was ready to tell Troy that you've been found, I also decided it was time to move you out of that hospital. So, I sent Leah to take you. Then, when I was sure you were secure, I called him. And as I predicted, he came looking for you. But he was shocked to see an empty room and I'm sure he knew it was my own doing. "

"But really, I was shocked when one of my men said he saw the maid- oh I mean the caretaker- Dianne, on the floor when he came to check on you. Then he saw Leo and chased after him, then I think you know the rest."

"Why did you keep this from me?" I croaked.

He threw me a puzzled look, then he a vicious smile.

"BECAUSE IT'S PART OF THE GAME MY DEAR!!!" He boomed.

I twitch a little because of how loud his voice is. It's scary.

"Right from the start, Troy and I have been arch enemies. He hates me just as much as I hate him. But the crazy part's that we've known each other since we were young. We went to the same school. We had graduation parties at the same time, we share birthdays, you know, crazy stuff like that. When other people started noticing this, they called us 'plus and minus'. He was plus and I was minus. Although, we were both signs of something in a group, we were still different. It was creepy that they compared me with a stuck up bastard like him." He said, the last part laced with venom.

I'm very curious to know something though.

"You have a question dont you?" He said looking at me like he could read my thoughts.

"Uh yes." I replied feeling a little pain in my heart because he called someone that was probably my father a stuck up bastard when he pretty much was already is one.

"Go ahead. Ask."

"What exactly did you or rather do you have against Troy?"

"First things first, he hates me, so why should I like someone that hates me so much? Also, he's..."

"He's what?"

"He's my rival okay? When we were younger, he was always a step ahead of me. And I was always a step behind him....and it hurt to be the one lagging behind him. I just couldn't take that kind of crap."

"Then why didn't you just ask for his help then use your own abilities and learnt abilities against him. I mean the student beats the master right?"

"Kim, I'm a proud and jealous person, there's no way I would go to humble myself in front if that snobby rich boy."

"But did he...um...rub it in your face that he was better than you?"

"Damn it Kim! Must you be so curious? So what if he didn't? What if he did?"

"I'm sorry if you're not the one who was suffering and got kidnapped without an explanation!"

He raised his hand to slap me but stopped when we heard a loud thud from outside.

"Stay here." he said as he walked to door.

Where the hell will I go to?!?

As he opened the door, I watched him take a step back.

"What the hell are you doing here?" His statement seemed like something other than a question.

"I've come here to take what's mine."

What the? Who is this guy?

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