I pause. "Are you being serious right now?"
"Emma"
"Give me a reason why I should and don't tell me it's because they are full of themselves or family whatever…"
She bit her lips. "It's complicated"
I moved away from her. "You're the one who told me to have friends Vanessa, I'm sure my mom will be very happy that I do, but why can't you?"
"The Devereaux's not a family you should mix up with, trust me" her tone was stern.
"You're not my mom" I rushed upstairs before she could say more. I was already angry and frustrated because it felt like she was keeping something from me and it was centered around the Devereaux family.
I sat on my bed throwing my bag to the floor. I hated it when I didn't understand anything and was kept in the dark, I mean Dace seemed nice although I can't understand his actions sometimes, which was normal for any guy right? And his mom was nice, nice enough to volunteer as a school nurse, what did she see about them that I didn't?
The look she had when she spoke of the Devereaux was kind of identical to the one Owen had when he stared at Dace. 'Dislike'
I fell to my bed, my body bounces slightly when I did, I blew some of my strawberry blond curly hair that fell to my face, with my mouth.
I had it in me more, the curious adrenaline was kicking in, the urge to figure out what the fuck is going on.
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I opened my laptop, searching for what first went through my mind, what was I hoping for? That the answer would just magically pop up? Yes, I was counting on it, there was no other way. I first searched for the Devereaux family, Alaska.
Multiple news reports came up, my eyes skimmed through them, they were mostly donations, buildings of some companies, and some schools, yeah our school was one of them.
I bit my nails, I wasn't so surprised, Owen did say they were filthy rich but the news was only centered on public events, I mean they were popular right they should have paparazzi following them around to gain info about their personal life but it didn't seem so, now I completely understand why the Devereaux family lived secluded in this town, they didn't want their personal life to be on the net, that seems like a smart choice, I couldn't even see anything at all so I went to photos, I saw no pictures of them. Wow! They were really good at doing this, a well-known family that even the internet knew about but not their faces?
What I saw under their name that showed mostly on the photos was a white tree logo with crooked branches, spread out with no leaves, it was just like the one I saw on Dace's wristband, it was the exact same one, I wonder what it meant, must be their signature for their family or something. I couldn't help but admire how the branch had links spreading all the way up, well detailed even the roots down below showed. A round circle around the whole white tree makes it look like a medallion.
I finally darted my eyes away, skimming through the news profile and then I saw a picture, this must be taken years ago no doubt, Dace, he looked 5, and fuck me when I say he was breathtaking! I'm seriously drooling over a 5-year-old right now, that's so sick Emma!
I saw his sister, she was just as beautiful, dressed corporately as well as Dace in a suit that fitted his frame perfectly, my eyes darted to the rest of his family, his mom looked just as young as she is right now, does she even age? Money! Does crazy things, I know that for sure now.
My eyes darted to his father and I stilled, he looked like a mature version of Dace.
"Wow" I muttered, he was extremely handsome, his raven hair gelled backward, I could tell if they fell forward they would be just like Dace. His features were amazing just like Dace, this looked like a perfect family, a family of anyone's dreams, they all looked like models.
His dad was seated on a golden chair, was that real gold? Maybe a designer or something, he leaned on the chair giving out that look of power and also something I couldn't quite place, something primal? Just like the look Dace gave me in the car, and also domination and power, his eyes were dark hazel, Emilia took that from him, it was amazing they all had the same eye color, you could tell they were related that easily.
His wife Camille was standing beside the chair, her red gown quite breathtaking, slender, her breathtaking shape on display, lace sleeves, her fair skin exposed and shiny, maybe it was the camera but I knew all too well that it wasn't because I have seen her, her skin was definitely shiny as it was here. Dace is beside his dad on the left-hand side, in a black suit just like his dad and a red tie. Emilia beside her mom dressed in a red gown making her look like a princess, well she IS a princess.
"Picture taken of the Devereaux family," I read the headline. This was the only picture on the internet and it said it all! Influential, powerful, and rich. This explained why a big shot family stayed in this town, it's to avoid the headlines, which seemed pretty normal to me.
My mind drifted back to the eyes of Dace, I licked my lips while closing my eyes.
"You probably hallucinated it.'' I opened my eyes. "Again" I sighed, what if I didn't? I took another look at the picture, I saw the flags, I understood perfectly how off-limits this was, my eyes darted to Dace, he is too.
I duck my head running my finger in my heavy curly hair which I let down.
"Emma?"