The Moonlight Lilac Chapter 13: 2 - THE ONE WITH THE INTERVIEW 1.2

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**CHAPTER 2 – THE ONE WITH THE INTERVIEW 1.2**

I was cut off from what I was about to say when someone suddenly called out to Dahlia. ANNOYING!

We both looked at the maid who had assisted me earlier, who was now slowly approaching where we were standing.

"Why, Tanya?"

Tanya's face was filled with nervousness and worry. She was still holding Dahlia's hand when she approached us. It seemed like something had happened inside the house and I saw another maid running into the main door.

"PM! He's being attacked again. He just woke up. No one has come near him. He's holding a broken glass!"

Not only Dahlia, but even I opened my eyes wide at what he said.

What the fuck? PM?? That's one of the twins as far as I remember.

Dahlia immediately ran with the maid. And because I was a gossip, I also ran and followed them. Dahlia ignored me and hurriedly moved inside.

"Who's in the room?" Dahlia asked, full of concern.

"Only maids and other guards. But no one comes near because he's holding the broken piece of glass to his neck. Whenever anyone tries to come near, he pushes it away from himself."

The f*ck?!!

"Have you told the young lady?"

"Someone said something on the intercom, but she's not answering."

Are you serious? Her brother is going to stab her and she won't answer? What kind of trouble does this young lady have?

I suddenly remembered what Dahlia had told me earlier. The biggest challenge in this role was the strange behavior of the siblings. I didn't expect it to reach the point of going amok and breaking glass.

Should I be thankful that I didn't pass?

We arrived at the third floor of the mansion. At the far end was an open door to a room with many maids and guards standing outside.

From afar, you could hear the man's scream, sending the people around him away. But apart from that, you could also hear the scream of a woman mixed with crying.

"Get away from me!!!!!!"

"Stop! Priam, stop this! Wake up! Priam!!"

Those blocking the door immediately gave way when Dahlia and I arrived. I followed her until she entered the room.

There I saw 2 teenagers and a very messy room. It's a massive room with a king size bed in the middle. The amazing color combination of the room immediately catches your attention. It's a combination of black, white, and grey. You can also tell that there are expensive items inside, but they are scattered.

Some of them were obviously stoned and broken. A young man was standing near the bed. I believe he's Priam Midas Arentsvelt. Ms. Dahlia mentioned his name earlier during the interview. The one they're calling PM.

He's wearing blue pajamas. His curly blonde hair is still messy. He's a very good looking young man. It's as if an artist has carved this very bossy face. But behind the gentle face are his eyes full of tears. But there's one thing that made me frown…

His eyes were closed as he held the broken piece of glass that was poking his neck.

Is he still asleep? Is he losing sleep??!

"Stop! Stop! Don't hurt her!! Mom!!" he shouted and pressed harder on the broken glass on her neck, making me nervous. I can see that there is already a wound where the glass pierced her.

"Priam! Wake up! It's just a nightmare. Please, open your eyes!!" the teenage girl tried to wake him up.

Of all of us, she is the closest to Priam. She is slowly getting closer and closer. She looks so scared and she's sobbing. She also has her hands covering her ears.

"AM!" Dahlia called out to him when the PM suddenly waved the glass he was holding.

"Get away!!!!!!!" the PM shouted loudly, echoing throughout the room.

Dahlia quickly approached AM and pulled her away from her twin.

"Dahlia, we should stop him. He's having a nightmare about that night again. It's hurting my heart seeing him like that." he cried to Dahlia and covered his ears even tighter.

When Dahlia hugged him, his eyes landed on me.

She has a beautiful pair of blue eyes. They have the same hair color as her twin. She also has blonde wavy hair. She's wearing her pink pajamas, but if you look at her, she looks like she can go to the mall wearing just that, because it fits her really well, just like her twin brother.

It seems like even worn-out clothes would suit these people. They are so beautiful! They are like Greek gods and goddesses!!

"PM, child, open your eyes. You were dreaming. PM, please." Dahlia pleaded calmly as she hugged AM tightly.

"You're hurting her. Why did you hurt her?? She's good! She's nice! Why did you hurt her?!!!" PM shouted again, her crying getting louder. Because of what PM said, AM's crying also got louder.

"Why did you take my mom?! She's good!! She's nice!! Mom!!!! Why?!!" PM's scream got louder as he started picking up things and throwing at them.

I looked at the people around me. They all had the same expression. They all seemed to be crying. I don't know what's happening. I have no clue what PM is referring to, but just looking at his situation, your heart starts to break. It looks like he's in too much pain. You can hear the pain in every word that comes out of his mouth. The same goes for pain caused by AM's crying, insisting on covering his ears whenever his brother screams.

I'm not a psychiatrist or whatever, but I can see and feel it. It's trauma, a very painful one.

"Ms. Dahlia"

I turned to one of the guards who had just entered and approached Dahlia. He's holding a syringe and a small bottle and he reached for it. When Dahlia got it, she let go of AM. She stuck the syringe into the bottle to get the contents.

Are they going to dose him?

"He hates that" AM said while looking at Dahlia.

"It's the only way sweetheart," Dahlia replied.

AM's expression on his face was filled with pity for his brother. Maybe this happened often and that was always their solution to calm PM down.

That's so unfair...

"PM, calm down." Dahlia said, slowly approaching PM while holding the syringe.

But he wasn't listening and seemed to know someone was approaching him because he waved the glass he was holding again.

"I SAID STAY AWAY!!!"

Because of that, Dahlia moved away again.

This is too much! Especially for the twins. The longer he is trapped in his nightmare, the more it will slowly destroy his heart.

I know how it feels. The trauma. The nightmare that haunts you every day because it's not just a dream. It's something that happened in the past that's going to ruin your present if you will keep running away from it. And that's what they're doing right now. Dosing him with drugs isn't the right way to handle his trauma.

One of the guards in a suit and tie approached Dahlia "Ms. Dahlia, I think we should tackle him. When he falls to the bed, then inject him with the poison---"

Wait what?!

"No." I emphatically interrupted what he was saying, causing everyone's attention to turn from PM, who was still wandering, to me.

"Ms. Parker?" Dahlia called out to me in shock and astonishment. Don't tell me she didn't know I followed them.

Anyway! I'll handle him!

I ignored them and slowly approached PM, who was now swinging the glass he was holding even louder, along with a loud shout.

What the fuck are you doing yourself? You didn't even pass the job, you're still going to get hurt.

"Ms. Parker, he might hurt y---"

"Priam..." I called his name using my calmest voice.

"STAY AWAY!!!"

"Sssshh, it's fine. It's fine. I-it's me..." I softly said even though he didn't know me. I still slowly walked closer to him.

"Stay away or I'll stab you!!!"

"Priam. You're safe with me. I won't hurt you. I'll help you, okay? Listen to my voice. If they're hurting you, I'll protect you from them. It's fine, follow my voice, Priam. Allow me to protect you, child."

Priam stopped what he was doing, waving the glasses he was holding. He's listening to my voice. It's like he's searching for it. His eyes may be closed, but his spirit is awake.

"M-mom?" was the first word that came out of her mouth without shouting.

Behind me, I can feel everyone's staring.

Did he think I was his mother?

"W-why did they hurt you? Why did they kill you?" he asked, crying. 

That line broke my heart. I don't really know what happened but you can feel the mix of emotions. Pain, anger, sadness. This kid is broken, as well as her sister crying at the back.

"I'm so sorry."

"W-why did you leave us?" he asked again. Now he's shaking. Shaking while crying. It's like he's having trouble breathing from crying.

God! What did I get into? I'm scared of his breathing. It's like he's suffocating.

Without thinking, I grabbed the opportunity and I immediately closed our gap to comfort him. I thought somehow he wouldn't hurt anymore, but I was wrong.

The moment I got close to him, he suddenly swung the glass again. I heard people screaming behind me, but I didn't look at them.

My arm was hit by the way he swung the broken glass. 

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