What did he just say ? I'm not sure I heard him well.

I stand behind the bar, my mouth hanging wide open and I am sure I look like a psychopath with my huge green eyes that just stared at my supposedly "brother", like he called himself. This can't be. He is messing with me, because I don't have a brother. The only family I had is dead and he somehow knows it. But how ?

He is messing with me. Probably one of Nick's friend who was send to hurt me once again. Just then... I start laughing hysterically. I am going mad. My whole body is aching as I try to stop myself from laughing, clutching hardly onto my stomach to the point where tears start to form in my eyes.

I feel his cold stare on me and suddenly, I remember where I am which makes the laugher die down quickly. He is messing with me...

I stare at the guy in front of me, a glimpse of hope passing through his green eyes. I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but not a word comes out, so I close it again.

I can't believe it. This man is telling me he is my brother. Yet I don't have any. Right ? But why do I have this strange feeling of familiarity around his presence ?

My feelings are just all over the place right now, I feel so overwhelmed that I might actually pass out. First the traumatic event from yesterday and now this ?

I stared intensely at him, digging my eyes in him to try and find any proof of lie, but I am left empty handed. Just then, suddenly a picture of him comes in the back of my mind. My younger self playing outside a big garden with someone that looks like him, but in younger too. We are screaming and laughing without a single worry in the world, as we throw balls at each other.

I wander off, as I let myself being dragged into the unknown memory, I have yet to explore.

"Ethan." I mumble this single name without thinking, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. It takes me and him completely off guard. I watch as his intense stare immediately soften and a small smile forms on his stern face.

"You remember" He states and I shrug, because I don't really remember anything else than this short memory. So I am not wrong, his name really is Ethan. How is that possible ? It feels like deep down I know him, but something keeps it locked away for me to reach it, like a barrier was built around his identity and maybe something even bigger.

We look at each other for a few seconds, both trying to figure out what we should say. I am scared to be honest, what if this guy isn't my brother and he made this whole story up just to get to me and hurt me. I can't trust him.

"Fucking hell Magnolia...we thought you were dead" he finally breaths out, breaking the silence between us as he walks around the bar I was hiding behind to bring me into a hug. Well he tried to take me in his arms, but I flinched and backed away as far away from him as possible. It was just pure instinct, but the broken look that washed over his face for just a second, left me guilty.

"You don't believe me do you ?" he exclaims with a harsh tone, which makes me gulp the lump that formed in my throat a few seconds earlier. I stare once again at the man in front of me, not knowing what to say. He seems so sincere, so hopeful.

He makes a sudden movement, grabbing a necklace from under his shirt to show it to me. I hesitantly approached him to look at it and see something that shocks me completely. It's the exact same necklace I am wearing right now. The only difference is the initials graved on the silver plate, E.K.

Ethan Knight.

Maybe he wasn't lying.

"Please Magnolia come home with me, I swear I am not going to hurt you. It's the truth I am telling you." He utters in a gentle voice, and once again I look at him to see if I can find any trace of a lie in his features. Nothing. " I will bring you home with me Magnolia. But I would prefer that you come willingly." His words are stern, not leaving any space for a discussion and I realise that I don't have a choice. I have to go with him otherwise he, and his men in the blacks suits behind, will take me by force if I want it or not.

I can't mess with them that's for sure. I have been observing them since they both came in and they are powerful, they are not just normal people. I know it because I already messed with people like that and I for sure don't want to do that again. If they want something they will get it. Just like Ethan. If that is even his name.

As soon as I slowly nod my head yes, Ethan smiles widely at me. A sincere smile which almost shocks me. He carefully stretches his arm in my direction, so I could take it, but I don't. I look at it for a few seconds, not making a move to grab it, before he drops it at his side again.

"Where are we going ?" I ask him quietly, fear consuming me, because I am not sure if I am actually aloud to talk to him or not. This was a rule I had to learn and engrave in my mind at the house of the Cambells. Don't talk before you are asked to !

The Cambells.

Maybe I was finally able to escape this rotten place and start a new life. But who knows, maybe the new home I am going to was even worse then this one. I have to try at least, follow Ethan and let him control what happens next with me.

"Florida. The same place where you were born sixteen years ago." he proudly replies and heads outside the coffee shop, waiting for me to follow. Goodness. I was really doing this now. I was leaving. I quickly go up to Emma, tell her that I am leaving this place, before exiting through the door. She doesn't even get to say a word as I leave her shocked in the middle of the shop I worked in for the past 3 years.

"Are you ready lo leave ?" Ethan asks me, once I get outside and see him leaning against a black Aston Martin db11. No I am not ! I don't have a choice for Christ sake !

The only thing that can probably calm me down right now is the car. It's his beautiful car. So I nod my head weakly and step inside the car to which Ethan had already opened the door for me. My legs are shaking from fear and pain, but stop when I am finally able to sit down in the comfortable seat of the car.

I am completely drained out of all my energy and all I wanted was to sleep right now, but I couldn't allow myself something like that, who knows where Ethan could bring me after all. I have to make sure to stay conscious and find an escape if things turn the wrong side.

I am so lost in my thoughts that I don't even realise that Ethan stepped in the car and asked me a question, until his hand touched my arm, which made me jump against the window of the car. He gives me a confused, but worried look at my sudden outburst, but he decides to leave it. He asks his original question again when he sees the confusion lingering on my facial features.

" Where do you want me to get all your stuff ? Give me an address, so I can send someone." he blankly asks me, with an emotionless expression.

"I don't have anything." I mumble, keeping my gaze on my fidgeting hands.

"What do you mean..." he trails off, waiting for me to answer, but once he notices I won't give him the answer that he wants, he starts the car and heads on the busy road.

Why am I doing this ? Magnolia what the fuck ?

Hello hello ! It's a quick chapter and things definitely move on pretty fast here, but bare with me !

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