Twin Tormentors novel Chapter 1

PROLOGUE

Leigh-Ari

A soft ping from my phone had me looking from the laptop in front of me. It was on a Saturday noon and I was trying to submit the assignment which was due tomorrow. After clicking send, I grabbed my phone and smiled when I saw the name on the notification.

‘Verzi’ it said.

I opened the small message icon and read the text from one of the only two best-friends of mine.

Can you come and help us with the assignment really quick?

I laughed softly and shut my laptop then exited my room. These boys, these twins, they were the best things I could possibly ask for. Ever since my mother left us, for some rich guy, the twins across the street have been my safe fortress. They picked me and mended me and made me whole when I was crumbling. And from that incident that happened when I was just 8, we have grown closer.

I found my dad reading a newspaper on the couch, slowly sipping his whiskey.

“Hey pa, I will be out for a few minutes. I am going to help the boys with the assignment. It is due tomorrow.” I informed walking towards him. He looked up from his newspaper and smiled at me, and then fixed his glasses. They always made him look younger and fresher.

“Okay baby girl. Just don’t be late.” He called out as he focused back at his reading. I perched a soft kiss on his bald head and walked towards the door.

“I won’t. I have already prepared dinner. If I am not back by 7, just heat it up. I am definitely sure I will be back by 8.” I yelled opening the front door and closing it behind me. The soft summer breeze brushed my thighs under the small summer dress I was wearing. The street was bustling with the neighbourhood kids, and my lips tugged up in a small smile.

The trip to the twins’ house took a shorter time and soon, I was standing on the porch of their house ringing the doorbell. I was taken aback when there was no response from the inside, especially when they were the ones who sent me a text message not less than 5 minutes ago.

I attempted to push it open and to my luck, it did open and I made it through. The familiar walls stared back at me; but the room was unusually quiet. Was this one of their silly pranks?

“Verzi? Enzo?” I shouted out, and still, no response.

“If this is one of your silly pranks then I am going to kill you.” The wooden stairs creaked under my weight as I climbed up to the first floor, in attempt to go to their rooms. My senses were on alert as I took delicate steps towards the upper floor of the house. From what I knew, I might get punched in the face or have the water balloon in my face. That’s just how shrewd they were.

With luck, I made it to the first floor without having my ass knocked on the floor. I took delicate steps to the left. Verzi’s bedroom door was slightly open, while Enzo’s was shut closed. Soft music was pouring out the small speakers in his bedroom and I understood that might have been the reason they didn’t hear me while I was calling.

I peeked inside to find the room empty. Where the hell were they?

“Vernero?” I entered his bedroom and looked around, to find that he was really not inside.

I gave a loud sigh and turned to leave, only to run into a big wall of muscles.