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If she was going to join him? Why wouldn't she? "I am--," but she was cut off as Seth went on.
So his father had a name. Jesuit, was it? Of course she knew he had a name. She was just used to her brother calling him names. Foul names. Peyton listened, studying Seth more than his words. It was evident that whatever he was saying was more than bothering. Almost as if it hurt.
She gulped. Peyton wasn't good at these things. Seriousness was bad and she usually fled from those types of situations. She wanted to flee right now.
Her eyes narrowed when Seth mentioned her precious Walkers. Granted, they weren't related by blood. Heck, even John wasn't her blood brother, but might as well be. He was more sibling than any of her real sisters. Pestering blondes they were. "You wanted to hurt MY Walkers?" she said in a slow, yet contained voice.
What did that have to do with her and their friendship? "But I'm a Baltazar," she said. She was calm, serious. It was giving her a headache. "If you wanted to hurt them why didn't you go directly after John?" He was the sun of the family. The funniest, most caring and best brother in the world. If they wanted to hurt the Walkers then it'd be him to target. Not her. She was loud and terrible at homework.
What? Seriously Peyton?
Seth looked down and rolled his eyes, he took a deep breath out of frustration.
"That's the point, Peyton! he stood up.
"In order to hurt John, I had to target the person he loves the most! Considering that his wife nor son were at my reach during the time this terms started, you were MY target!" Seth was trying to make her understand.
"do you understand what I'm saying?" If it wasn't for the fact that his deceased mother's diary made the young lion realize that he
did have a heart, Seth would have Peyton major damage both mental and physical.
"I was going to turn you in, to Jesuit. So HE could threaten Johnathan...in order to cause him unimaginable pain! Pain that would knock the lights out of your brother forever! A hit like that would not only hurt uncle Walker but his so called 'blood-traitor' sister, aunt Marisca...And his revenge would be final...and mine..." He would have turned her in, to his father and let Jesuit take care of the rest. But Alana Dos Santos, had foreseen this before she passed away and knew her youngest son was the most noble one from her other seven sons. She knew Seth was the only Gryffindor of the bunch...like her and like her nephew, John.
"My mom was a seer and before she died she left a diary, the diary I told you I burned during Christmas break. I burned it before reading ahead of what the future held for me, but I also read about this moment. However the outcome of this situation between you and I right this moment wasn't in the diary, but she wrote that I had to tell the young Baltazar the truth...and that's exactly what I'm doing." Seth's eyes were turning red once again, at first he couldn't comprehend what his mother meant by "the young Baltazar" let alone did he expect it to be the one person, he really enjoyed being with.
"The young Baltazar, being you..."