Novel & Cerita I'm Burnt Out Brother

Father dearest is writhing in a pool of his own blood… and fighting to cut off the cords that bind his hands behind his back at the same damn time. “Zakari, I need the hospital,” he groans, barely hanging on by a thread. “I’m going to die out here.” I lower myself to my haunches and run a finger across his bloodied cheek, waiting for the pity to kick in. It doesn’t. “Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Take your mind back, father, three days ago.” My fingers move lower until I’m sinking it into one of the fresh injuries in his shoulder. His pain-filled groan gives me immense satisfaction.

“Geneva? But your recovery… the doctors…” “Is going better here than anyone expected. I can continue there. I need… space. Air that doesn’t smell like boardrooms and old secrets.” He looked at her, his eyes full of a sad, profound understanding. “I can’t be the good brother in the gilded cage anymore. Watching you two build your empire. It’s a special kind of torture.” “Liam, I’m so sorry” The apology tore from her, raw and useless.

“If you are so tired of me, just throw me out of the house instead of trying to sell me off like property!” Karen recoiled slightly. “Don’t be dramatic. Your sister got married...” Holly didn’t wait to hear the rest because she knew it so well. It was the same story, the same excuse for the past years. She stormed inside, her heels striking the marble steps hard. Betty folded her arms and sneered. “No wonder no one wants her. Looks like Ray doesn’t want her either,” she mocked. Ray’s grip on the car key in his palm tightened.

My brother had been searching ever since he turned sixteen and still had no luck. I still forced a smile onto my face as I said, "You're more than welcome to visit the other two towns and search if you'd like. I'm in no condition to go anywhere according to Quade." "You see, even that knobhead has other priorities. I'm getting bored." "So that means you're going to torment me just because you're bored?" Heather gasped in horror. Enzo was about to reply, mouth open and ready to speak when my brother's voice filled my head. I held up my hand to stop Enzo and focused on my brother's frantic voice coming through the link.

He was trying to get under my skin. I clenched my jaw. "I am your superior," I reminded him with a hard slap on the desk. "And trust me when I say, you are going to do the damn job." He leaned forward slightly, his lips curved in that annoying way. "You know, it's really ironic. A little nobody like you... thinking he can boss me around." His tone was that of a smug professor making up a lecture as he went. "Trust me, bro... Is it okay if I call you that? Because technically, you are my brother." Trey’s voice was full of sarcasm.

Something darker — something that had been growing for years. He leaned closer to his brother. "I don't want your money, brother." His voice dropped. "I want to watch you lose everything." Adrian's face hardened. Liam smiled. "The way you've always taken everything from me. And I want you to stay away from her. None of your business — her and the pregnancy. Get lost, brother." Liam walked away. I was in the office that moment, listening to all of it. But Adrian had already told me not to get involved.

CHAPTER 5 ____________ PSYCHE'S POV. In my anger, I could not control myself. The only thing on my mind right now is how my brother crushed our bond. Screams of those suffering from pain and many who have died because of me, my brother's staff are here in the burning factory. "Boss! We only have guns, how can we knock him down!" One of his men shouted as he was being chased. I controlled the fire with just my mind before my brother could get out, I blocked him with it.

I knew he was old school and sent messages as if cellphones didn’t exist but even then, I didn’t hear from him, though I spoke with my older brother on occasion. Leaving the pack, especially right now was not ideal and I was trying to decide if Julissa should come with me, after all she hadn’t met my family. “Alright, you’re dismissed.” I told Beta Tommy. He quickly left and I pulled out my phone to call my brother. “Hey fucker.” He greeted when he picked up. “Hey asshole, how’s things going over on your end?” I asked. There was a moment of silence before he spoke, “dad reached out, didn’t he?”

Not because I suddenly realized how much I loved her. I simply didn't want someone else to have what had been mine. I pulled out my phone and stared at her name. Blocked. I scoffed. Matilda thought walking away from me would make everything over. She was wrong. I wasn't used to losing. And I wasn't about to start now. MATILDA’S POV By the time I got home, I was exhausted. Not because of school. Because of Luke. His apology kept replaying in my head, but I tried my best not to think about it.

Suddenly he hiccups, it’s a painful sound, and my entire body jolts in painful realization; they probably stood each other close. “You need to burn him!” The man standing next to the depressed one says and places a hand on the sad one’s shoulder. “Or else your brother will turn into one of them.” “I know.” The one with slumped shoulders replies and digs into his pocket. He takes out a matchstick while sobbing. “Forgive me for not being able to protect you, little brother.” A flame ignites, and I watch the man bend down to set his brother’s clothes on fire. My heart squirms inside my chest, and I force myself to look away from the sad scene. I need to find Ryan and make sure that he is safe.