Keep Our Little Secret.
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How could I explain all that to Bane and the rest of my stepbrothers? I’m such a fool to have listened to an alpha during his rut. I’m such an i***t.
How could I be so stupid?
He denied ever touching me and wants me to pretend like nothing happened between us. How could he say something like that to my face and insult me in front of Slade?
He didn’t even get terrified at the fact that Slade found out about us.
Instead, he seemed thrilled.
I’m truly so stupid. How could I have ever thought he would be nice and considerate of me? I cried heavily on Bane’s shoulders and hugged him tightly to his waist. Bane didn’t say a word and kept listening to me.
“Braila.”
I stopped crying and pulled away from Bane, who looked behind him when my second step brother called me. I cleaned off the tears from my face and my running nose.
“I would love to speak with you privately. Would you mind coming with me?” Ren politely asked with a little smile. My heart skipped a little because for Ren to come ask me to speak privately with him, shows he knows what has happened.
He heard everything.
Did Slade tell him or something? If my mom and my father found out about Gifford and me, my life wouldn’t be the same.
I sweated buckets as I followed Ren to his room. He motioned me to sit on his bed. Slade sat at the edge of his window, smoking his cigarette. Ren sat down on the couch opposite me and crossed his left leg on his other leg. He lit up his cigarette too, using his lighter, and fixed his gaze on me.
I sweated profusely on my hands and couldn’t focus on anything. The tension in the room between us made me so uncomfortable. I just wanted to get up and leave here right now. What does Ren want to talk with me about? He doesn’t get involved with my issues. He usually just minds his business and acts like nothing happens around him. Why does he want to speak with me, anyway?
I don’t want to talk to anyone. I just want them to leave me alone.
Everyone should leave me alone. Sitting in the middle of them feels like I am interrogated by some detective. Why isn’t Gifford here, anyway? Why did they call only me here, instead of the two of us?
I thought it only takes two to tango. Isn’t Gifford supposed to be here too, with me?
“Did Gifford sleep with you?” Ren popped out the question without taking his eyes off me. I squeezed my hands on my laps and stared at space. What sort of question is this?
Did Gifford sleep with me??
Will I lie about something that never occurred? Why didn’t he ask Gifford before asking me?
“Calm down a little.” Ren said. “Your pheromones are rising.” He pointed out. “I’m not trying to scare you.” He said nonchalantly. “Calm down and tell me everything.”
“Everything??” I muttered and felt my head in a daze.
“She’s about to panic, man.” Slade came to my defense. “I don’t think it’s alright to ask such a question.”
“If I don’t ask the questions, how am I gonna help her and know the hell that’s wrong with her?” He made a point, but I don’t need his help. “Braila.” He called.
I still didn’t want to look at him. This is so wrong on many levels.
“Listen.” He began. “I’m not trying to frighten you. It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. You are only a teenager. I get it if you don’t speak about it, but this is Gifford we are talking about. Whatever we say right here stays between us, okay?”
I stayed still.
“Are you hearing me?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
“I heard everything from Slade.” He paused.
If he knew about it, why did he ask?
“He got into a fight with Gifford because of you. I’m not gonna judge you, but what I’m gonna say is, whatever happened, you gotta forget about it.”
I looked up from my hands.
“I know you are shocked, but it is the damn truth. If our father and mother hear about what happened, all hell will break loose.”
“But—”
“I know what you are getting at,” He cut in. “Get your point. I understand. I’m not saying this should stay a secret and forgotten.”
That’s what it sounded like to me.
To keep it a secret because Gifford is his blood brother and I’m just a sister with no ties. So, because I’m an Omega, I’m just supposed to keep it in and do nothing about it because he’s an alpha.
“What I’m saying is, let’s deal with this, ourselves.” His cigarette stayed between his lips as he suggested.
“How?” I asked. “If I may ask?”
“Don’t tell Mom or dad about it.” He revealed. “Leave it to Slade and I, and then you will get the justice you want.”
Justice?
“Let’s be real, Braila.” He began. “If you go tell your mom and our father about it, it will break our family apart. No one would be happy about what Gifford did to you. No one. Your mom would seek a divorce. Remember, she’s heavily pregnant and doesn’t want to hear such a thing happening to her daughter. My father, this is the first time he has smiled in years since my mother died. Since he met your mother, he has been so happy with himself. Things changed. If he knew what happened, he would punish Gifford and our family will never remain the same. It will kill him and that would affect us all.” He shifted himself forward, both elbows resting on his knees, focusing his attention on me. “Braila.” He softly called out to me and got up from his couch. “I love you so much.”
My eyes broadened at his last statement.
He sat down beside me and his left hand slid to my shoulders and rested his forehead on my shoulder. “It wasn’t supposed to happen to anyone. You didn’t deserve what Gifford did to you, Braila.” He reasoned. “Bear with me and let me clean up your mess.”
Two years have passed since Ren advised me to conceal my taboo with Gifford. I never received the justice he promised. The matter grew as quiet as a cemetery. Gifford and I barely saw one other and behaved as though we were strangers. But I never forgot what Gifford had done to me, and an idea about what Slade and Ren had done to him. Gifford avoided me like the plague and was rarely home. I barely noticed him, but no matter how much I detested him, there was one thing I couldn’t get rid of. It hurts every time I think about it. The worst thing? He left me with the fragments of something that never truly was and went away as if it were nothing.
Though, the rest of my brothers grew suspicious about what might have happened for Gifford and I, to have stayed apart from each other. None of us told them anything. Days ran by, my time stopped.
I shouldn't have fallen in love. He is supposed to be my family. Not my lover.
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