Talking

**Daisy**

I wake up alone, walking downstairs I don’t see anyone so I go back up and look in their rooms, but none of them are there. I walk slowly to their office and hear them talking, pushing the door open they all look at me.

Walking to D I smile and cuddle against him. I was hoping one of them would sleep with me but apparently they didn’t. Not that it matters I have been asleep for ages so now I will be awake for a while.

“What happens now?” I need to know.

“Grant will take over Troy’s role. He was close to Troy, so he’s taking time off. We plan to go to the business and deal with those people we have stored there. Then we take a week to plan funerals and recharge.” Calix explains it like it’s easy and simple. I need to know about Troy.

“Did Troy have any family?”

“He had a sister, as for a partner no, he saw women on and off but never committed to anything. Grant is looking after his sister for a bit, and we’re sending her money as Troy paid for her.” Calix looks at me waiting, and I know I need to talk but I don’t want to.

“We found out some things when trying to save you. Things that you should know.” I shake my head, I need to know first.

“Did you kill Evalyn to get information?” I look at D, his eyes widen and he shakes his head.

“Little birdie no, I would never torture a woman for information. Not like that, if she had planned and taken you sure but just randomly, no.” I relax against him.

“I knew you wouldn’t, I had to ask though.” I had to be sure that what they said was lies.

“Look, Evalyn was the reason your parents kept you for so long puddin. Coppola family had money, but your uncle Nathan cut off your mum and dad after an affair. I guess things got so bad they knew the only way to get money was to sell you but apparently Evalyn was against it, so your parents decided to remove her from the situation.” I turn hearing Calix.

“My mum and dad killed her?” I watch as he nods, and guilt fills me. “Because of me.” They killed her because of me.

“No! They killed her so they could do what they wanted without your sister getting Nathan involved. Do not blame yourself little birdie, you were a child. They chose to have you.” D looks at me and I nod, but I feel like I’m to blame.

“How are you feeling Cub? Are your side and leg okay?” Marc looks at me and I nod.

“I feel fine, but I know I made things worse for myself, Richard had never gone that far before.” He hadn’t, they reacted when I spoke up, which I guess was my mistake. “Nathan had me tied to a chair, trying to get me to give over information on you guys and I refused. I refused to let him call me family, I was vocal with him which made him hit me and say I was Dean and Richards. He made them aware not to kill me though.”

“He was clearly hoping the threat alone of giving you to them would work. So what actually happened?” D looks at me and I nod.

“I was telling Nathan I wasn’t family, I told him to do his worst even after he brought in Dean and Richard. Nathan left with my parents and I was about to taunt Dean and Richard when someone hit me and I passed out. I woke up tied to the bed and decided I wouldn’t give them pleasure in seeing me hurt, so I called out to them calling them pussies for being scared of me and having to tie me down.” D laughs and shakes his head.

“I think Richard said I was ready to play and I called him a bitch and said I was ready before he knocked me out and told him to do his worst. They looked at me shocked, clearly thinking I would shy away from them. I taunted them some more and then Richard unfastened my hands from the bed, Dean unfastening my legs. So I swung my hands and hit Richard in the nose and kneed Dean in the nose. I called them weak.”

“You hit them?” Calix looks at me shocked and I nod.

“Yeah, I then headbutted Richard and told myself not to again because it fucking hurt, my head was already sore. That’s when Dean said they weren’t alone, said I enjoyed three men so they would make sure there was enough to get a reaction. I continued fighting against them. Dean had my hands above my head, so I used my legs to wrap around Richard, I swung my head and hit his nose. Which hurt, but was worth it when I heard his nose break. That’s when someone stabbed me in the side. I bit my cheek to stop me screaming.”

“Well, that explains all the bruises and lumps on your head then. I was convinced they had done it all.” Demitri looks at me like he’s proud.

“Anyway I told the guy who stabbed me he was next, so I swung my legs hitting between his and he fell. That’s when they pinned my legs down and held my hair so I couldn’t move. Richard looked smug like he knew I would freak, so instead I screamed at him, spat in his face and when he got a little too close I bit a chunk out of his cheek. He was frustrated with me, and I made it worse by laughing while he was fucking me. I don’t even know what I said, but one of the guys stabbed me in my leg and I said I would remember his face. Dean and Richard had stopped and were just watching, they didn’t like that I fought.”

“You did make it worse, but you did it for a reason little birdie. Had you stayed quiet, tried to distance yourself or hidden away mentally that would have been them winning. So while they hurt you far more than they would have, you won because in the end Richard and Dean hated it and you made them feel weak. I’m surprised they left you.”

“Richard and Dean began running with the first explosion. I laughed at them, and Dean told the guys to stay and keep going if they walked out alive he would find them. I told them they made a wise choice and I would choose D’s torture over Dean's as well, a bald guy hit me, and I laughed calling him baldie and asking if he was taught it’s wrong to hit women. I spat at him. Which made him hit me again and I decided at that moment no more because my head was really hurting. Then as the shots got closer they dropped me and ran.” D pulls me closer and smiles.

“I’m proud of you little birdie. Not many would do that, most would within minutes give up and hide away mentally to protect themselves. So even if what you did caused them to hurt you more, you at least know that’s because you were winning and they hated it.” He grins at me and I nod.

“D is right, cub, Richard enjoyed the fact you were weak to him, that is why he hated you fighting back so much. I didn’t realise the marks on them were from you, but it showed you won and they lost even if they succeeded in raping you.” Marc leans forward and kisses my cheek.

“Right, you two cook if you're hungry, I need Daisy.” I turn and look at Cal, unsure of why he wants me. I watch as D stands and places me in his seat, before following Marc out.