Monsters aren't hiding inside us anymore, they are walking among us having names just like us.

I never had been a good or mature person but I never hurt anyone intentionally or that's what I think. I sighed remembering all the past incidents. Kidnapping, abuse, torture, and suffering alone with no help in reach. Sure my bratty behavior and getting in trouble did a good job of hiding my traumas but it never left me. They are still behind me, he still wants to get me. But I will never let them succeed. I will never let them trap me again.

I almost died last time when they kidnapped me but thanks to my siblings and my friend I got out safe. I did destroy their hiding space but it won't just stop there. I need to do something else. Maybe, I need to find the truth and get rid of them. This is the only way for my safety.

But how? All I know about them is that tattoo.

"Bel." My twin brother called me making me snap out of my thoughts. I smiled at him indifferently. He looked at me in concern.

"Hey Ace, who do you think is trying to get rid of me?" I ask him as my thoughts wander once more in the past. Ace got lost in his thoughts.

My older brother Xavier agreed to let me live with my aunt Lexi until I got better. He out of all people was more worried about me, yet he let me go easily. He didn't even want me to go away yet he agreed.

What if...

"Hey, Ace I will see you later." I kissed his cheek and quickly rushed to my brother's room.

I knocked on the door and entered his room. Xavier is sitting on the sofa working on their laptop. Noticing me he placed the laptop away. His face is emotionless yet I can see the warmth for me in his gaze. I smile.

"Are you busy brother?" I asked softly.

"I am not. Come sit with me." Xavier said gently. Looks like he is still worried about me. With a nod, I sit beside him. His attention was on me. I breathe. How do I ask him?

"Go on Bella, I won't scold you," Xavier said seeing my hesitation. I smile softly.

"Remember how you let me go to aunt easily? I think you already know it's someone from the family." I told him. Xavier looks a little bit taken aback by my assessment but then he nods.

Looks like I am still smart.

"I suspected," Xavier replied calmly.

"But how come anyone hadn't found out the person who is behind it?" I ask upset. There is no way that it will take this many years.

"I know how hard it is for you. But the person is someone from the family so there might be lots of people who act as a double agent for the person, that's why it's not that easy." Xavier explained to me gently. I nod understanding his words but I secretly wish it was easy for him to find the person who was trying to hurt me.

"How long it will take?" I ask frustrated with myself.

"Bella, you are safe with us here. No one can touch you so do not worry."

I know but how long it will take for him to gain control over the whole family? If he can hurt little child then god knows what he will do to my whole family to just get rid of me. I don't have much deep connection to my family members yet I love my siblings and last time all of us almost died because of me. What should I do?

A warm hug made me glance up at my brother. He patted my back comforting me. Surprisingly he didn't even ask anything and let me feel better. Xavier can be nice too. A giggle escaped from my mouth. Xavier just held me with no scolding.

Our moment was interrupted by a maid.

"Sir, miss, both of you had been called down by your grandfather." She informed us.

We nodded and made our way down to the living room. Once we reached there I found all of my family members and an unknown face who had many guards with him. His face is stoic as his gaze lands directly on me then he focuses back on Dad. Dad smiled at me but I could sense his sadness. I focus back on the man who just smirks a little seeing Dad's reaction.

"Bella he is your Uncle Daniel knight. Greet him." Dad said softly. I nod and approach David who just shook his hand with me causing my gaze to land on the tattoo on the back of his palm. A serpent hanging in a skull with tiny leaves. A flashback entered the back of my mind. Cage, a man with a mask. A tattoo on the back of his palm. The one that I might never be able to forget.

"So you don't remember anything or anyone." He asked me with a business-like tone. His voice made me snap back to reality. At this point, I couldn't even speak but luckily Grandfather saved me time.

"Yes, son. And I think it's good for her." Grandpa said rather concerned.

I step back to Xavier. My thoughts swirl around on the negative side. That tattoo and this man. The one who is trying to harm me. No, I am certain it's him.

But anyone can have that tattoo? Am I being paranoid?

While they were distracted talking with each other I managed to get a pic of the back of his palm. I sent the pic to my best friend Axel.

Is this the tattoo of that man who hurt us back then? I texted him.

While my family is busy talking I walk back to the familiar hallway towards my room. Instead of walking back to my room I entered Dad's room and lay on his bed while staring blankly at the ceiling. My body is still in panic mode. I noticed my heart beating rather unusual. I took deep breaths.

Getting a notification of text I quickly opened it reading Axel's message: Yes, Bella. That's the tattoo of that guy.

I stared at the message blankly. I was not wrong. I need to tell Dad or my brother. Another message came from Axel.

Are you safe? Who has that tattoo?

Don't worry I am with my family. The guy who has this tattoo is Daniel Knight. I replied to him before he rushed to find me.

Alright, at Bella, stay safe and you need to tell your family before it's too late. I read Axel's text and nod.

I explained his situation over the phone and once he was satisfied we ended our conversation. I lay back and didn't realize when I dozed off. When I woke up again I felt my head being stoked by a hand. Glancing up I find Dad who smiles at me seeing me awake.

"Are you feeling alright my little girl? You seemed uneasy meeting your uncle." Dad mentioned. I was surprised by his observation but not more than I found a bandage wrapped around his torso.

I sat up panicked causing Dad to gently grab my shoulders patting my head.

"Don't worry about it. I need to make sure you are okay." He said softly. I nod calming down.

Now I need to tell him about David. As I opened my mouth I coughed. Dad quickly stood up to grab a glass of water for me. Those seconds became the worst reality of my life. I saw a similar tattoo on Dad's back. Skull wrapped around serpent on tiny leaves.

I gulp down water quickly before I do something else. He rubbed my back causing me to stiffen up. Dad noticed it and pulled his hand back. His gaze is full of concern.

Or fake concern.

"What's wrong Bella?" He asked softly.

"Nothing I am just feeling a little sad," I said smoothly.

I won't be scared anymore.

"By the way Dad, you have a unique tattoo," I added with a fake smile.

"Do you like it?" Dad smiled at me.

"Yeah, it's good."

"You can get one when you get older."

"Huh?"

That tattoo symbolizes those evil people. Seeing my confused face he chuckled.

"Well since you don't know let me explain. This tattoo is basically for all family members. Me, your uncles, and your grandfather have one since we are in charge later it will be passed to your brother." Dad explains.

Then it can be any of those people. Any of them.

Even dad?

No, he won't do it. I glance up at Dad with hope. He sat silently observing me.

Two things are clear first, now I am perfectly sure it's someone from my family members, and second: I don't know that person so I won't be safe here anymore.

It's not over yet. I can still fight but...not here.

The place I call home and the people I call family felt suffocating. This place turned to hell at last. I am not even surprised yet I wished it didn't turn out this way. I felt like I would pass out but would come to find me telling me I needed to take pills. Glancing at Dad I left with Will. Yet I couldn't help but ask.

Is my sweet older brother an enemy too?

No, he isn't. He was always nice to me.

Maybe it was just an act.

For three more days, I couldn't sleep or see any of the family. Every time I met any of them I felt doubt in me rise. At this point, I was so done.

I need to get away before I lose myself or go crazy.