"You two are so disgusting you can’t work your way out, you dummies." Mr. Charles was so vexatious seeing how poorly they had performed this year. There has been no improvement at all; it’s just like other years. "I’m irritated by your sight," he said.
He threw their report papers on the floor. "If you want to enjoy all the luxury in this life, you must work hard." He gave them a hunting look. They were horrified to see him acting that way towards them. Mr. Charles has been the only one who has bred them till now, since his wife died after giving birth to Bryan. She had severe bleeding. Her loss is a great pain for him. His face is growing wrinkled because of his two sons, who are causing him nothing but pain. His gaze fell on Bryan, who was cowering in a corner and watching at them. He wasn’t looking happy. Mr. Charles reached out to him and hugged him as he patted his back. "I’m proud of you my son you are the cornerstone to your father "he is indeed his happiness the only reason while he could comfort from the grip of his mother death. "Thanks, Daddy," emotions washed over him as he watched his brothers sob. His father recoiled from hugging him. He looks into his roving blue eyes and beams heavily, "You're just a photocopy of your mother." He can remember how he fell in love with his mother and those roving blue eyes of hers. He can tell her that she has beautiful eyes and that her eyes have always had him tripping for her. It’s so sad that he can’t get to see her again, hug her, and tell her how beautiful she has made his life to be. It's been 19 years now. She left him in an empty world. He couldn’t find someone so appealing like her. "Let’s host a party to celebrate these wonderful tidings, son." "You know I haven’t hosted a party before to tell you how much I’m proud to have you." It was so weird to hear that from him; he hadn’t liked anything party-related since their mother passed away. He always has a furious fist whenever he hears music playing around him, but he doesn’t understand the sudden change of mood. "Daddy, you don’t have to." "You never have parties or music played around you, and I don’t want to cause you to gripe because of that." Bryan held him with a glue of concern; he couldn’t lose him to griping in misery. "No, son, I have everything planned out." "I get to like it because you gave me hope to live again." He beams. This caused the two brothers to pace away with anger in their hearts and enter their room. "Daddy never liked us." Duke's voice was full of sadness. He could notice his father's eyes flashing with light each time he is with Bryan and his face being so stormy whenever he sights them. "Are we cursed?" It seems to him that they are cursed "I don’t think we are his biological children," he whimpers. It hints at Henry; it's hard hearing him say that he held his mouth shut . with his hand shut in his "We are the biological children of Mr. Lawson, whose blood is running through our veins, Duke," he said, lowering his head as he stabbed his leg so hard. "I’m already pissed off now that Father is so horrid towards us as if we are witless because of his holier-than-thou son," he squawked. He couldn’t believe they were trying to host a party with something he had that was a crime in their house, all because Bryan, their father, keeps squandering his money, but he hadn't given him any money. He asked him for money to get a new phone. He was raging this time around, and his face dampened like a demon. "What are we going to do about that before it’s too late?" "I'm so bitter.” Duke said Brainy gets all the love and praise; their father taunts them a lot; it’s pissed them for the fact he sees them as simpletons. "I had an idea of what to do, Duke," he said, scratching his head. "What could that be?" It’s got Duke curious, and he hopes it's something that will make their father like them. "The party," he smiled softly, it’s got Duke in suspense. "What about it?" He hopes it will work out. Henry drew closer to him and whispered in his ear, "Let’s kidnap Bryan on the day of the party." That sounds like a shock to him. He held his hand in his mouth. He was not convinced that it sounded like a good idea. He felt lassitude descend upon him. "That isn’t a good idea." Henry thought that there was a way to convince him to harmonize with him; it’s indeed a great plan, and he wishes he understood the point he is driving at. "Don’t tell me you are blind to notice that Bryan is the reason dad could not notice us; I have heard him say that a couple of times that Bryan is the source of his happiness; let’s kidnap him so that Daddy will divert the love he has for him to us." It sounded cool to Duke, but somehow he thinks it's not going to be so easy to carry out the operation. "But, how are we going to do that?" He looks at me somewhat askance. "The party": He is sure something crazy will happen at the party. "Don’t worry, we will get everything planned out." "You are a genius, Henry," Duke whooped as he patted him on the back. They still can’t believe how much love their father has been showering Brayan, they don’t mind killing him. But it’s hurt Duke so much seeing how their father praises Bryan and indeed he is perfect everybody Special he couldn’t control the anger he felt within as he hit his hand hard on the wall but then his rage could not be felt.Henry's mind flew up upon noticing how the violent winds were blowing out of everything in the space through the window. On seeing this, he knew the rain that would fall would be so heavy.He stared at Duke in the empty air."Is nature trying to show us something?" Everywhere is so clouded with darkness, making it look like it’s later in the day". He said Duke, who had been lazy around the bed,"No universe is trying to be unfair," Duke replied as the thunder struck. It’s got him scared as rain started from the dark sky."Of course it is. Brainy, the special one." Duke guesses he doesn’t know where they will get the kidnapper or how they will deal with Brainy."But Henry, where do you actually want us to go?" He asked"We are off to Jack," Henry said, smiling. "Who on earth will think Jack is a kidnapper?""Oh, that's right, but Jack is not an abductor." Going to Jack wasn’t what he wanted; besides, he had seen Jack as a great pirate. How did he end up as a kidnapper?"You have yet
Today is the day we can finally breathe; our special brainy will be far away from us. Duke grins at Henry."Of course, our Mr. Perfect, "Henry said as they chuckled.*****It’s 6:00 p.m. everywhere, filled with crowd-hot music. People sat in one place, nodding their heads to shrilly-shaped music.Bryan sat in the corner with his brothers as they made merry together.Duke opens a bottle of whiskey that is at the top of their table and pours a little into a cup of glass. "Here, Brayan, that’s for you, he said while filling another glass with two glasses to the brim."Cheers to us brothers ever," Brayan sighed, his face away without raising his glass."What’s the matter, Brainy?" Duke asked him after seeing the expression in his face."I don't drink alcohol, Duke, "he said softly."Give it a try, Brainy. You will thank me after gulping one glass." Henry handled the glass to him; he collected it, and they flashed each other with smiles.Brainy smiles were all over the place. He was so hap
"Holy sh*t, what could this mean?" Mr. Charles woke up sweating like someone who was drenched in heavy rain while his gaze fell on the clock hanging on the wall. It’s strokes at 3:00 a.m. He relieves the horror of losing Bryan in his dreams. It's a terrible nightmare. He stood up from the bed so that he could not go back to sleep. He was perturbed. He guesses something fishy is going on because Bryan is not anywhere in the house. He waddled around the room until the weather became refulgent. He shoved his room open. He went out of his room and went directly to Bryan's room; he couldn’t find him. He felt a sharp heat circling around the corner of his neck. Nervously, he yelled in protest, "Bryan, are you there?" He yelled, ransacking Bryan everywhere around his room. "Where could Bryan be?" He asked no one but himself. He grew weary, and tears circled around his eyes. He stood and went away from his room with so many tears streaming from his eyes. His heart has been fragile si
It's hurting Mr. Charles so much after realising that Bryan won't be returning home. It's been three days now, and there is currently no word from him. and seeing how his brothers were untouched by his absence made him suspect that they knew what happened to Bryan. All they ever wanted was to squander their father's money and prove to the world that they were the sons of billionaires. Mr. Charles could see them fairly suspiciously acting extraordinarily after Bryan was absent. He reported the missing case to the police. It took the police two days to demand the authority request concerning the missing Bryan; they couldn't track him down. Mr. Charles couldn't stand it any longer. His child is his beginning, and it ends without him close by. The world is unfilled. He was having distress in the focal point of his chest, which truly does proceed to return. Yet, in the wake of hearing that Bryan can't be tracked down anywhere, it's harmed him so gravely that he drooped stunningly on
It was a three-hour drive to his house, and the weather became more refulgent, showing it was a day off.The driver stopped his car as he got closer to his side."I guess if I drop you here, you can find a way to your house." He said to him softly.Bryan smiled. The joy he felt from sensing home again was all over the place, and he couldn't believe he could feel the airy breeze from outside—something he hadn't felt since he was locked in that Rubbies building—and that finally he was back home. He couldn't stop beaming. He couldn't wait to see his father, have him, and tell him how much he had missed him. Finally, his nightmare is all over."It’s all because of you; I’m back home after a long time of being away. Please come with me to my house. Let me introduce you to my father." He sounds so frail, and he was so grateful to the driver. "No, don’t worry. I offer to help. Take care of yourself, and don't go out that late. Do you know it's dangerous out there?" the driver said, making B
It had been unbearable for Bryan since he knew that his father was no more. He views the weather in different aspects; it looks inclement to him. He couldn't imagine life without his father by his side. He held his father's picture frame in his hand. Tears welled in his eyes. It evoked an enjoyable moment he had with him. He began to weep bitterly.“Oh no, why would you have to die?" He mumbled to the picture in his hand. It’s horrifying to him that no matter how much he waits for him to come back to him, he won't come back to him. It’s perplexing for him to accept the fact that he is gone forever. No amount of tears will make him come back to them.He always makes an awful din, making his two brothers restless at night. His world is empty; he can’t live without his father; he wants to commit suicide and die; he believes that's the only way he can get to see him.He went to the top of the building. He stood there and saw how high it was. He cried bitterly."Dad, wait for me; I will j
Gazing at her beautiful face, it was a pleasure to see her flowing, moon-shadowed black hair and her enticing constellation. Brownish eyes gazed at him; she has a bouncy personality and a sugary voice, which he so much adores that he thinks she is the one for him.The moon's delicate light had just turned the world into a flame of silver.She looks at him incredulously; she becomes absolutely awkward seeing how shabby her dress was.Coming to the beach to fish was what she used to do to survive; she had no parents, and I have lived at the side of the beach alone.“You can’t imagine how excited I’m to stumble upon you here, “she smiled softly, but her smile faded almost immediately upon seeing the looks on his face. Those face of his were looking limp. She couldn't help it but felt careworn toward him“What’s bothering you, Brainy? , You look so limp.“ Her eyes were held with a lot of concern; it’s hurting her so much to see that he is in a somber mood.“I’m okay, Eva; I just need to
Bryan closed his eyes, and he could feel Eva's lips on his own. He could feel the softness of her skin and the warmth of her embrace.He could smell her perfume, a sweet and delicate scent. She is indeed the most beautiful woman he has ever seen; she is the greatest thing that ever happened to him. Those kisses they both had been amazing, and they made him alive again.He sat down on the couch, his smile circling around his cheeks as he watched the clouds drift by, slowly shifting and changing with the breeze. They were light and fluffy. He could see Eva's beautiful face circled around the cloud; she was so radiant and flashing light in his eyes; he was looking unexceptionally unlike before, when he was still grieving for his father's death. The total change was all because of Eva, the woman in his world.He sprawled his legs as he sipped his drinks, listened attentively to the blues song playing on his phone, and nodded his head. His eyes locked on the door as it cracked open. Duke a