The Mafia King's Twin Bride

CHAPTER 1 KATHLEEN~ "He's back!!" My friend Danielle whispered yell at us inside the quiet and peaceful library inside our campus that earned a shush and a nasty look at us from the middle aged woman librarian. I looked around kind of embarassed that attention that we are getting at the moment. "What? Who?" I asked curiously at to who is back that got my friend Danielle excited and tensed at the same time. Danielle sat down and tried to calm herself down while chugging my bottled water without even asking me if she can have it. She seems nervous. "Bishop--" she whispers. Like what she said is a sacred secret. I can feel Lillian and Farrah tensed beside me too. "Bishop, who?" I didn't even know the name nor familiar with it. Danielle rolled her eyes at me, "Bishop King! The Bishop King." King. By the last name that Danielle said, I just remembered that there was once a boy here in Sewickley Heights, Pennsylvania. A small boy for that matter that holds so much power that even my father couldn't have. Bishop King- the name that shouldn't be named. The Sewickley Heights sacred secret. Sewickley Heights is composed of only 276 Households. Which most of them are rich, some were richer and those are the richest. The mediocres are in the Sewickley's urban area, Montgomery County, while the rich is in the Metro Area of Chester County in Pittsburg. Separating the two tiers of people all in one place. And the Kings. We all know who are the Kings in Pennsylvania. It is not unknown to everyone here that the Kings scream old money and eternal golds. If they really want to live forever, they can do that because of the money their family has. You know the saying that; "Whoever has the money got the power." And that's true here in Pennsylvania. Not one of their family is involved in politics, not in hotels and resorts businesses or even malls and restaurants. But they hold so much power not only in Pennsylvania but in other parts of the world, or that's what I heard, you know, people always talks. They hold the police by the balls and the government in the neck. Untouchable. Unbreakable. Untamable. The Kings were obviously living in the Chester county along with the Town's Government officials and businessmans. But us? The commoner like us, we are living in the Bucks County. We are farmers and peace seeker residents. The life of the Kings is the opposite of our life. By the word "we" means me and my sister Maureen Marie Armittage. My twin sister, not literally a twin sister, just ny younger sister. Only a year younger than me, that is why our parents and us refer to us both as twins. But we are far from being a twins. I have dark raven hair matching my eyes. While Maureen has an ice cold white hair and deep blue eyes. We grew up on a large and quiet strawberry farm and Jam production in Bucks County. Off course with my Mom, Camilla and my Father, Patrick Armittage. We are not poor, nor are we rich. But our parents make sure that they are not lacking in our needs. That is why, I can afford to continue my passion as a Ballerina. We know that it is not cheap to learn and study ballet. But my parents made sure that I can do what I want to do. They are the same with my sister Maureen who is a pianist. In short, we are loved, contented and we are happy. Maybe that's why I grew up cheerful and not worried about the trials that life throws at me because of the positivity that I grew up with from my parents. Because I know no matter what happen, I will always have them, Mom, Dad and Maureen. That is all that matters to me. So getting back with the Kings- the real source of their money is by doing illegals. Not just illegals. They are the f*****g Mafia Kings known all over the world. And by illegal means, whatever you can think of as illegal, The Kings have it. Simply they are Ruthless, Savages and Vile. I don't even know why, considering the size of the USA or the whole world, they decided to live here in Sewickley Heights, Pennsylvania. From what I heard is that this is where the oldest King today, Gustavo King, actually grew up. A Pennyslvanian by blood. I once thought that if they didn't reside here, maybe Sewickley Heights would be a good place and not corrupted by the Kings. The people are not afraid and not walking in an eggshells because of the Kings. But maybe there's nothing I can do there, right? I just have to live simple and away from the plain sight. Survive and finish my senior year. Graduate and went to New York to pursue a Ballet career. That is the goal. And no one else can stop me from what I want to do. In fact, it is not difficult to hide from the sight of the Kings, especially since there are many rich and sophisticated girls around my age who also study here at Penn Hills High School. "Hey-- Are you okay?" Farrah snaps her fingers at me, breaking my trance and continued to fake focusing on my book. But how can I focus when Bishop King is back? "Yeah-- Why wouldn't I be?" I shrug. Lillian laughs "Oh s**t, Kathleen. I know what you did to him last summer ten years ago before he went away from England." Lillian teased as Danielle and Farrah laughs with her. "I didn't do anything to him." I denied. "Rumor has it that the reason why Bishop King was transferred to study in England when he's only eight years old is because you bullied him." Farrah continues. Yeah, I know that rumor very well. Some people even teachers kept asking me that time ten years ago if I was the one responsible for why Bishop transferred to England. But bullying him? That's not true. "That was only a rumor--" I flipped the book page even though I couldn't understand bor read the words in the previous page. Kindergarten, that's where it all started. Bishop was my classmate at that time and he loved to be by my side wherever I sat or went. But I remember that Bishop didn't talk often back then and his only friends were Zeus and Walter. Of course as a child I was afraid of Bishop's mean demeanor. I mean, the old Bishop is always silent and alone and he always so mean to the others. Stabbing them in their hands with pencils, punching anyone, loved to torment other kids by getting all their toys and foods. And so on and so forth. But that kid always sticking beside me for some unknown reasons. And I am so scared because what if he hurt me too back then? So when I was scared of him, I bit him to stay away from me, pinched him or tweaked him. But not once did Bishop's parents complain to my parents about me hurting their son. Which is odd now that I think about it. But I didn't bully him. It was simply a defense mechanism because I am scared as hell of that person who did nothing but stick with me like a gum. "That's enough, we have to review. Finals are coming up." Lillian stopped them and I am glad they already stopped because the palm of my hand kept on sweating. Just thinking about him making me so nervous. "But seriouy, I tried to stalk him in his ** account. All I could see is the St. Mary Chilles Church, you know, the one where Bishop's fighting club is." Danielle adds. "--Oh, and I also see that he is tattoed now, full sleeves along his neck. Oh, God so f*****g hot!" "OMG, Dee. I can't believe you are drooling to your boyfriend's bestfriend--" Lillian scolds. But it is true, I was once did tried to look up him in social medias. Because girls were drooling over him even if he wasn't here for ten years. Girls are crazy over him. But all I could find is the edited photo of the St. Mary Chilles Church an abandoned church here in Penn and was now covered in ruins and tall trees. Sittung in the middle of the forest. I heard that Bishop bought that property to be his illegal fight club, an open creepy bar and whatever it might be. Some says that there is more to St. Mary Chilles Church than the naked eye can see. And also, I see a snap of him, wearing a black suit with nothing inside, he is sitting on an executive chair his other hand was holding a lot cigarette, from my perspective he is showcasing his sleeves tattoo and his chest tattoo. No face and all. And a chess piece also in black and white edits. Obviously the king piece is in the front but the photo is edited making the King chess piece blury and the photo auto-focused on the Queen chess piece behind the King chess piece. Which was odd. But what do I expect about Bishop King? He is odd since kindergarten and never even tried to hide it. My phone chimed to see that it is a message from Maureen; "Where are you?" My little sister. She is quiet and more reserved than me. Sometimes I have to make sure that no one is bullying her. She a bit different than me. But she's undeniably beautiful with her frozen white hair and wide blue eyes unlike mine. My hair is raven black matching my eyes. She takes after Dad and I takes after Mom. I type back; "Meet me at the parking lot." I stood up and I put my things away "I have to go. Maureen is waiting for me." They all nodded. I was about to leave the library door when Danielle called me and I looked back, "Be careful. You might meet Bishop King on the way out here." Danielle giggled, she's really enjoying teasing me and I give her a dirty finger and left.