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Chapter 5

Author: Nee_mo2
last update Last Updated: 2020-11-21 10:37:49

"Two weeks? Did it have to take you so long, Axwell?" I asked with a smirk as I sat up on my bed and I was met with my brother Axwell, leaning against the door and he smiled back at me. 

"I'm here right now, am I not?" He asked me, his British accent was thick and I could barely hear the words that came out of his mouth. 

I stood up from the bed, unable to stop myself as I walked to him and he embraced me in a long hug. He was my father, he was my mother, my brother and my best friend, all in one person.

"Here is your suit," my brother said to me when I finally pulled back from the hug between us and I took the bag he handed me in my hands as I walked back to my bed and placed it on there as I began to strip. 

He had brought everything I needed; underwear, a shirt, my suit, socks and my shoes. 

"You have scars," he said, "why is your body so beaten?" He asked me. I flexed my arms as I looked down at my torso, where indeed there were markings from the baton lashings I got frequently. 

I could only imagine what my back looked like because I took most of the hits there. I chose to not reply to Axwell's questions. It would only anger him more. 

"How did you get captured?" He asked me and I looked at Mason who was passed out, not snoring like he always does which means my brother's drugged the entire prison.

"I don't know," I admitted as I buttoned up my shirt, "but I was captured by Carter. He put me in here, and I don't even know where I am. I don't know if I was drugged by someone, or what happened. It's all really a blur," I said to my brother as I fixed the leather belt in my pants and then sighed at the feel of the rich material against my skin. 

It had been too long without comfort, I thought. 

"I'll get to the bottom of it, Zale," he said to me as he walked up to me and began to fix my tie for me, "Carter will regret ever putting you in this place." 

I nodded as we both straightened up. Axwell was taller than I was, just by two inches, if he was any taller he would constantly trouble me about it. He was taller but I was more built than he was. 

Axwell, because of being older had features that were more pronounced. His face had aged a bit, but the wrinkles were covered by his dark beard. He looked just like our father, with the military haircut, dark blue eyes and constant scowl on his face.

He turned on his heels and walked to the door, opening it and I was right behind him as we walked through the prison. It was entirely silent, the guards were all passed out and lying on the ground, the prisoners were also lying on the floor, and it seemed like everyone was dead which I wouldn't put pass my brother. He was just that sadistic. 

"Did you kill them all?" I asked him as we walked through the silent hallways, our shoes echoing against the tiled floors. 

"Just the guards," I smiled in satisfaction, the very ones I wanted to die. 

"There is something I must say," I said to Axwell, I know he wasn't going to be pleased with what I was about to say. 

"Speak, Zale." 

"I don't want to leave," I said to him, after I fixed the cuff on my sleeve. He stopped in his tracks and I stopped with him, not facing him but looking ahead as I felt his eyes on me. 

"What the fuck do you mean you don't want to leave, Zale?" He snapped as he stepped in front of me and blocked my vision and I bit the inside of my cheek as I nodded. 

"I don't want to leave because I have found something," I said to him, calmly. I was always the calm one, and he had a short temper. Small things pissed him off and would cause him to go on a killing spree. It was why I became the American Don and he just became the person I would call when I needed something to be done. He was great, he was better than I when it came to killing people, but leading, leading wasn't for him and he knew that which was why he worked behind the scenes and privately for me. I took care of him financially and he protected me from anything that came my way. I can handle myself, but there's something about having an older sibling who will protect you from anything that makes me relaxed and calm to do whatever I pleased because at the end of the day Axwell was there for me. 

"And what did you find?" He asked me, his voice tightened and I looked down to see that he had clenched his hands into tight fists. Something he always did when he was angry. 

"My wife," I replied simply. 

He raised an eyebrow, confusion all over his features, "your wife...?" He paused, "in a male only prison...? Zale...?"

I threw my head back and laughed, "Axwell, I'm not into men," I said to him as I shook my head, unable to stop my chuckles or hide the smile on my face, "a woman." 

"Uh..." He stopped, "a woman?" 

I nodded, "her name's Kitty, she's the prison's... psychologist. She's working for Carter." 

"And are you sure she's a woman?" He asked me and I frowned. 

"I think I would know the quite obvious difference between a man and a woman. I know she's a woman, Axwell, don't worry," I said as he stepped aside and we began to walk again, "they call her Kitty but that's not her real name. I don't know what her name is or anything about her, except that she's really beautiful." 

Axwell was silent as we walked and he led the way, and I spoke as I informed him about the woman of my dreams. 

"She's...she's the one, Axwell," I said to him, "I can feel it inside me that she's the one. I want to be with her for the rest of my life. She's everything I want in a wife...I don't even know how to describe her, that's how beyond description she is. You have to see her to know what I'm talking about," I spoke animatedly as I told my brother about the girl I was in love with, much like when we were younger and I would go on about my crushes and Axwell would just chuckle and listen to me drone on. 

"So, you want to stay here?" He asked me and tilted his head as we finally stopped before a door in the corner, covered in the darkness and I nodded. 

He opened the door and I could see the moon as soon as he opened the door. I didn't hear what he said to me as I stepped outside and welcomed the fresh air. 

It has been so long since I've breathed the fresh air, since I've been outside and felt the wind blowing at my face and going through my hair. 

I loved night time because it was the time when the best and worst things happened. I done my drug trade at night and I had sex at night. Night time was when I was most busy and it was the perfect time to do anything. 

"I want you to find out anything and everything about her," I said to him, as my back faced him and I kept looking up at the night sky, there were just a few stars out tonight but it was beautiful. I was tired of the silver walls and plain white ceilings of this damned place, "can you do that for me, Axwell?" I asked. I knew he could, I just needed to hear him say it. 

"Of course, Zale," he said and then I heard a loud sound and I looked up to see a helicopter and a ladder extending down towards us as Axwell watched me with concerned eyes, "will you be careful brother? I will be back to fetch you whenever you want," he said as he handed me my phone and I took it as I nodded, "I will bring you the information with the new guards." 

I nodded again as I watched him grab on to the ladder and salute me as he was lifted up and I stood there watching him as he went up into the sky and flew away. It felt a lot like the time when he had went away to college and my parents and I had watched him board his plane and then watched the plane take off as we stood at the airport with sad faces, watching him soar. 

I looked down at the phone in my hand before I placed it in my pocket and then put my hands in my pockets. My fingers brushed against something in my pocket and I gripped it as I pulled it out, it was a joint and I smiled as I took it out and found a lighter in my other pocket. 

Darn, Axwell knew me too well, weed and I were best friends. 

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