Living With The Havoc Twins

"What the actual f**k are you saying now, mom?!" I cannot believe what I'm hearing right now. Looking at my mother who is in a rush while packing my bags, putting everything I own in boxes and suitcases, I sit on the side of my bed with tears slowly falling from my eyes because of what she said. "Help-help me pack up, Caroline. This instant." mom said, fumbling over my clothes as she try to make it fit on one of the many suitcases she and daddy brought inside my room. It's almost midnight and they both just got home from who knows where. Dad looks so lost and mom was too fidgety which gave me a hint that something was wrong. They barged into my room and woke me up telling me to change my clothes into something nice. I thought we were going somewhere at first so I excitedly went to my closet and picked the nicest pair of jeans I had and paired it with a plain black shirt. After changing, I told them both that I was ready with a smile on my face. But it immediately faltered when I saw both their faces. Pain, distraught, regret and embarrassment was painted in both their faces as they looked at me. Mom told me to go to my room first as she follows after telling dad to bring every box and suitcase we have in the house. Although perplexed, I said nothing thinking that they're both planning for a vacation, paying no attention on the looks of their faces earlier. Enraged, I clenched my fists as tears continuously falls from my eyes, looking at my mom who's back is facing mine. "Mom, please stop what you're doing and explain to me what's happening." I pleaded, trying hard to keep my voice to a minimum and not bursting out my thoughts in front of her. I heard her sigh as she stopped taking clothes from my closet and faced me. I sucked up a breath meeting her eyes. It was emotionless and cold. It's as if it's not my mother's eyes I'm looking at. It's painful to look at. "We sold you." I felt heavy tears started falling from my eyes when I heard what my mom said. It was straightforward and painful. It's as if I'm a thing that they own but doesn't need anymore. It's as if I'm not a person but a thing which they can sell that easily. It's as if I'm not their child, and money's far more worthy than me. "W-what?" I asked, trying to ease the pain by thinking that I must've heard her wrong. But I know that I didn't, I just don't want to believe it. "Your Father and I are in such a huge debt that we won't be able to pay even if we work hard all our lives, Caroline." she said, looking at me straight into her eyes, starting to get frustrated. "So you, so you sold me off?" I asked, even though I already know the answer. I want it come from her lips, I want her to say it herself. I want clarifications, I need explanations. She turned her back on me once again and resumed packing my things. "We had no choice, Caroline. It's either they kill your Dad or we pay them." she reasoned out as she picked up a suitcase and walked towards my door heading downstairs. I followed behind her out of rage. "And what's that got to do with me being sold? Are you out of your mind?!" I couldn't help but burst out while I'm at the top of the stairs while mom and dad are both at the bottom. She lifted her head and met my eyes. "We had you used as a collateral, Caroline! Are you happy now?!" mom shouted, tears falling from her eyes. "I can't lose your dad, Caroline," mom muttered, letting go of the suitcase she was holding and sobbed. I gritted my teeth as a new set of tears fell from my eyes. "But you're alright with loosing me?" I asked, feeling a lump on my throat, breathless. Dad was about to say something but I already turned my back on them and headed towards my room, packing all my things inside the boxes and suitcases left there and headed out of my room, carrying it one by one downstairs. After putting the last suitcase down, I looked at them both looking at me with so much regret. But I just stared blankly at them. I don't care what happens to me now, as long as I don't live with this people. I know how to do household chores and I know how to take care of myself. I'm already 19 and I can work if I have to. If I end up dying, then so be it. "I am being picked up or what?" I asked, coldness laced in my voice as I diverted both their eyes. "Caroline," dad tried to talk to me but I ignored it. "Carla, am I being picked up or not?" I asked my mother, dropping every ounce of relativity I have with them both. My mom looked surprised, but she answered me anyway. "Yes, the car is already outside waiting for you." I just nodded at her and took two suitcases and headed outside, not even saying goodbye to them both. I mean, why would I? After what they did, there is no way I am forgiving them. No parent should ever do what they did to me. I'm disgusted. I never realized it was freezing outside and yet I'm only wearing a black tee. As I walked out of the porch, two men wearing suits immediately approached me and took my suitcases. I didn't even budge when they did so because I already know that this would happen. I am still in shock, I feel betrayed and I feel disregarded by my own parents. But I have to be practical. I am sold by my own parents because they borrowed somewhat a big amount of money and they're not capable of paying their debt so as a collateral, I was sold to the person they owe. That pretty much sums up my situation now, right? Well, f**k it. At least I won't die, I hope so. "Is this all your belongings, Ms. Cruz?" I was startled when one of the two men suddenly asked me a question. "Sorry, uh, there's still some left inside, I better go get it." I said, as casually and cool as I can even though I feel somewhat awkward with both of them giving me looks. "It's alright, Ms. We'll do it. " said the other and walked past me and inside the house. The other was left with me and suddenly spoke. "I'll go help carry the other things, Go ahead inside the car and keep warm." He said in a cold voice then left me alone in the porch, as he entered the house to help get my things. I immediately obeyed and went inside the car since it really is freezing outside and my ears and nose are getting clogged because of the non-stop crying I did earlier and now the cold. After collecting all of my things from the house, the two men immediately hopped inside the car and started the engine. I absentmindedly looked outside the window, to see both my parents looking at the car, with tears in their eyes. I want to feel pity for them, I want to forgive them and I want to not despise them but I can't. Their choice of selling me was enough for me to cut all ties with them, to make me put up a tall barrier between me and them. And as much as it hurts, I cannot deny that I feel somewhat free from them. Even before all this, mom and dad are almost never home. I have no idea why but it seemed to me that they were too busy with work to even go home. I am always left alone in our house and the only thing keeping me alive is me having an access with their bank account. Weeks before, I had already guessed that something was wrong because the accounts keep acting up saying it has zero balance. I thought it was just a system glitch so I paid no attention to it. But seeing what is happening now, I guess my parents are doing things that are not right with their money. And them having a 'big debt' means that they're doing something which is worth a lot of money. And because of the result of me being sold, I guess things didn't go well with whatever it is that they did. I didn't know how long the drive was but I fell asleep. I was only awaken by one of the guards saying that 'we are near'. I looked outside the window and it's already nearing sunrise. I guess we really went on a long drive considering we left my house at midnight. "Where are we?" I couldn't help but ask. I was hoping for a response from any of them but no one answered. I sighed. I guess I got too comfortable with them both for talking to me earlier. As the sun rose from the east, I could finally see my surroundings. A long road with only trees on both sides are seen. It seems as though we are not on a city after all. Oh my God, is this where I'm going to die? I thought to myself as I started a panic inside me. I prayed and prayed that I am wrong and that I'm not going to die. I started confessing all of my sins to God, even the times when I stole a classmate's pencil case and drank my seatmate's cola when everyone was all at the gym for class. I h/told him all of my mischievous acts and confessed all the wrongdoings I did all my life, asking for forgiveness and putting up deals like 'I promise to do better to whoever bought me just please I don't want to die' and 'I won't say that much curse words now just please don't let me get killed' and stuff. I feel stupid doing it but I'm desperate not wanting to die. "We're here." one of the guys said and I squeaked involuntarily. I opened my eyes slowly, preparing myself to see a place rounded up with tall trees and no one to call for help but as soon as I fully opened my eyes, I felt like my jaw literally dropped. We are now in front of a huge silver gate which opened and revealed a very long road towards a huge mansion. I felt like I was dreaming as I took every single thing that I see in my mind. Bermuda grass covered the both sides of the rode and small bushes made it look extra elegant. A pavilion is seen from a distance in the middle of the bermuda grass, a pond, a garden, and oh my God there is a huge fountain in front of the gigantic mansion where we stopped. Both the men wearing suits immediately went out of the car after turning the car's engine off. I was startled when the car's door on my side was opened. I immediately went out, scared that I might offend or madden anyone here. I am just a nobody here, I was sold and the person who owns all of this bought me. I am lower than any of the people here, lower even than the servants. "I'll escort you inside, Ms. Cruz. Please, come this way." the man said and started walking ahead of me, and me absentmindedly following him suit. As we reached the huge doors of the Mansion, the man knocked on the door and waited for someone to open it. I was once again startled when both two doors of the mansion opened. The man immediately walked inside, leaving me at the entrance, in awe, looking at the interior of the mansion from the outside. The floor was covered in black and gold marble tiles, the wall frame is in white and all the furniture are comprised of black, white and gold color. All in all, everything looks f*****g luxurious and expensive. "Ms. Cruz?" I came back to my senses when the guy suddenly called out for my name. I looked at him and he instructed me to get inside. Embarrassed with my actions, I bowed my head as I head towards where he is and followed him who know where. "Sir Dark, we have arrived. " said the man so I impulsively lifted my head up to see who he's talking to and my eyes met an old man, wearing a white tux. "I can see that. You may now leave." the old man coldly said and instructed the man to leave. I was left alone with him and I couldn't feel more awkward than ever. "You must be Caroline," the old man suddenly spoke and smiled at me. I gave out a small smile and nodded my head. He then nodded his head as well and brought both his hands inside his pockets and turned his back on me. "Come here. follow me towards the living room." He said. I did what I was told and followed him towards the living room and when we got there, he instructed me to sit on any of the sofas and I did. He himself sat on the couch in front of me and smiled. "I know you're probably perplexed as to what's happening right now but do not worry, I am here to explain everything to you and answer your questions." he said, warmly. I stared at him as he stared at me. He doesn't seem like a bad person and he doesn't seem unapproachable. "How did everything come up to this?" I asked, finally managed to utter a word and get a little bit relaxed with the surroundings. "I'll answer all your questions, but first, I want you to know that you can call me Dad." he said and smiled. Dad explained everything to me and answered all the questions I asked. He was a very warm man and he didn't want things to get to this. He told me parents that he would give them all the time they need to pay for their debt but my parents refused saying they are too drowned in gambling to even hold themselves back on money and save up on paying their debt. It turns out that my parents had been gambling for yeas and had a lot of debts from different people. And Dad was their largest creditor and the only person they cannot pay back. They were the ones who proposed selling me, they initiated on having me sold rather than working their asses off to pay for their debts. I was crying by the time Dad finished explaining. "I'm sorry for this, Caroline. But I want you to know that you are not here to serve me because your parents sold you to me. " I lifted my head when I heard what Dad said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I want you to be my daughter. no, I am making you my daughter." he said. "I know you are mad at your parents for doing what they did to you and trust me, so am I. I value family more than anything which was the reason why I accepted what your parents want and took you from them." he then added. "You are going to be a Chaos, Caroline. You will have my family name and you will become my daughter from this day forth. Is that alright?" Dad asked me. I am in awe looking at him smiling. Tears sated falling from my eyes once again, but this time ,it's not because I'm hurting, but it's because I'm happy. I nodded my head at him and smiled despite the tears falling from my eyes. "Well then, I'll have everything ready for your documents. We'll talk later at lunch. For now, I'll have one of the maids assist you on everything you need." Dad stood from the couch and started walking out of the living room. But before completely leaving the room I herd him say something on the phone, "Ready every document of Caroline. Make sure that before school starts, her name in every document of hers existing is not Caroline Cruz but Caroline Chaos."