The moment Caspian entered the kitchen, the air around us shifted. He moved with his usual confidence and cockiness, his footsteps were measured and deliberate, the kind that made it impossible to ignore his presence. He looked at us, not trying to hide that he knew about us. I could see it in his eyes that he was waiting for me to say something but I kept my mouth shut. If he wasn't going to address it, I wasn't got to either. I knew it was a big risk, sleeping with Dev, but I didn't regret that. “I hope I am not disturbing anything,” he teased carrying the mischievous glint in his eyes. “Don't mind me, I'll be out in a minute. You guys could carry on with whatever you were doing.” “Caspian,” Dev started but was at a loss of words. I felt sad seeing him like that but I didn't know what to say to make him feel better. On the other hand, I didn't want to complicate things between me and Caspian either. I knew I was getting punished for what happened, and I didn't want to extend it
It had been three days since Caspian found out about me and Dev and he was keeping his distance from me. I tried talking to him, several times, but he was in no mood to talk. He kept turning me down and I started to feel like before. He promises me he would do it, but did it once again. At one point I got tired of it too, both him and Lucas had a lot to say and promise, but neither of them could hold onto their words. I felt trapped in my head once again. I talked to Dev about it, burdened him with my problems, but he didn't see them as a burden. He asked me to give Caspian some time and talk to him after the party because he was already stressed out because of Derek. He also gave me another perspective, the one that seemed more true or maybe it was my heart telling me that it was true.He told me that maybe Caspian wasn't talking to me because he was afraid that he might let out all the stress and frustration he had over the party on her. It made me feel a little good, but the impo
The world outside my window seemed so far away, like a memory I could no longer touch. The forest stretched endlessly beyond the house, its leaves shimmering under the sun's harsh light. Normally, it might have calmed me, but today, it felt more like an accusation.I felt trapped in a jail cell, waiting for my name to be called for execution. I was trapped in my father's world of perfection, and being broken, toys had no place in his heart. But that's what I was, broken. Beyond repair. I sat in the corner of my room, knees pulled tightly to my chest, my back against the wall. The air was still, heavy with the weight of expectation. Everyone was busy with the preparations—decorations, laughter, whispers of excitement. But none of it was for me.Not really.It wasn’t about me or Harry. Dad had turned it into his event, his spectacle, just like he always did. He’d invited his business associates, his polished friends, people who’d spend the night pretending they cared about us while sip
The walk back to the house felt like dragging my feet through wet cement. The forest that was usually my refuge, had grown darker, despite it not being the evening and the trees seemed to close in around me as if urging me to turn back. Each step felt heavier than the last, but I knew I couldn’t stay out there forever.They must have noticed I was gone by now. I couldn't let them blame themselves for me. I was the broken one. Everything in me wanted to disappear completely, to melt into the shadows of the forest where no one could find me. But my heart told me that I wasn’t a ghost—I was their brother, and tonight, I was someone’s burden.The thought churned in my stomach as the lights of the house came into view, glowing warm and inviting against the deep blue of the evening.It didn’t feel like home. It never had.As I approached the edge of the forest, I spotted some people. My heart sank when I saw Kat and Dev with a torch light, their heads close together as they called my name.
“What do you mean you can't find him?” I questioned, trying to wrap my head around what he had just said. “He is not a child, he must be somewhere around the house or the stable. Have you checked everywhere?” I tried to tell myself that there wasn't anything to worry about, that Ian was just hiding away in his room so that he won't have to interact with anyone. I wanted to believe the same, because I was afraid of the other scenario, and I had no idea how to handle it. “Kat, I looked everywhere in the house but couldn't find him,” Leo said, trying to hide his own fears. “I don't know where he is or what he's doing. I tried calling Caspian and Dev, but couldn't reach either of them. I don't know what to do.” “Take a breath and calm down first.” I followed my own instructions and tried to think with a steady mind. “Dev is with me, I'll tell him. You let Caspian know and do as he says. I'll look for Ian with Dev.” “Okay, call me if you find him,” He said and I could hear him opening
I was heartbroken to hear that Ian thought he doesn't deserve to be celebrated. I wanted to show him how amazing he is and how he deserve everything in the world, but I didn't know if my words would be enough. I couldn't even imagine how alone he must have felt at times. I wanted to hug him, but I knew it would be inappropriate at the moment. I tried listening to everything he had to say, to show him that he mattered to me. Dev's condition was worse than me. He had tears in his eyes when we started walking back to house. He was hiding them from us, but I could hear it in his voice. “We should take the back door,” Dev suggested, pulling me away from the window that looked inside. “Yeah,” I agreed and started the signal to let the other monkeys also know the same. The house was quiet when we came back, the party preparations and excitement almost died into the background as the weight of Ian's well-being knocked down my brain. I knew I needed to make sure he doesn't feel uncom
The trip down the staircase felt heavier with each step I took. The air around us started getting thicker with unseen burdens that none of us wanted to admit. I felt like a fight might break between the brothers and Derek with the way things were proceeding. I didn't want that because I feared it would put more attention on Ian. He was walking beside me with precise steps that were almost mechanical. His jaw clenched tightly when we heard laughter from downstairs, and I could only imagine the horrors in his mind. Behind us, Dev and Harry formed a silent buffer, their presence was protective and steadfast. I tightened my grip on Ian's hand, thinking it would be enough to calm him for what he was going to face. I wanted him to be comfortable and feel like he wasn't going into it alone. Each footfall resonated in my mind, a hollow thud that signalled the start of the countdown to face Derek and Alaric. The distant sound of laughter and the clink of glasses grew stronger as we reac
“You figured it out too?”Harry nodded, stealing a peek at me before turning his attention back to his twin. I stared at them both in confusion, trying to figure out what they were talking about. However, I was glad to see Ian smiling brightly. “It was quite obvious. I didn't know the exact thing, but I knew something was going on,” Harry said and it made Ian laugh even more. “When did you figure it out?” “What are you guys talking about?” Leo questioned, pressing himself between the twins. “Tell me too, please.” Harry turned down at Leo with a malicious smirk and started, “It isn't anything concerning you, so stay away from it.” Leo was excited because he assumed Harry was going to tell him the truth, but when he lied, Leo felt betrayed. His eyes turned down and I felt like he was going to break into sobs at any moment. “I hate you, Harry.” Leo walked away from us and went to Caspian. He wrapped an arm around him and glared at Harry playfully to reassure Leo who was narrating th
“She wouldn't play with Dad like that, would she?” His question made me uncomfortable because Mom was doing exactly that. She was with Derek because of his money and she claimed he knew that too and was fine with it, but I didn't know if I could pass that information to Leo or not. Whatever agreement they had was between them, and I believed it wasn't my place to share that with his sons. Thus, I hid the truth but didn't tell him lies about Mom either. “I don't know her enough to comment about that. She hasn't been around much and you know she dated a lot of men between my Dad and yours.” “Still, she's your mother,” Leo tried to pull out any information, it was understandable that he was worried about Derek. “You must know something.” “I know that she's not the most responsible person on the planet, and didn't care about her daughter for years,” I said, remembering how I wanted to leave with her when Dad and her divorced. “Apart from that, she's just a stranger to me. I guarant
“Leo likes Kat's friend, and we just had a little disagreement about it,” Derek explained to Mom while she came to stand behind him. He was still sitting on the stool idly tracing a pattern on the marble top while trying to gather his thoughts. He looked older that morning, weighed down by the events that took place the night before. His brows were furrowed, lips pressed into a thin line, and his eyes were fixed somewhere far beyond the kitchen. “Oh! you didn't tell me about him?” Mom turned to look at Leo with curled lips. “Wait, is he the guy you've been texting recently.” Leo looked away, embarrassed. “And you told me it was someone from the class.”“You knew about it, yet didn't tell me anything?” Derek said suddenly and his voice carried that heavy, parental mix of frustration and concern. Though he didn't sound angry. “You should have told me earlier.”“I wasn't sure about it myself. Besides, I thought he was someone Kat was interested in,” she said, turning to look at me. “I
“Actually, Dad, I like Diego.” “No, you don't!” Derek almost laughed as he said those words. “You are too young to understand love.” “I'm an adult, and I'm talking about liking him and not being in love with him.” Leo walked to give Caspian a side hug and stood by his side instead of looking at Derek while he spoke. “I can do what I want.”“You don't have my permission to date some random guy you picked from the roads.” The kitchen felt like a pressure cooker, the air around us suddenly became too thick for comfort. I could feel it—the tension that hung between everyone, and how each breath sounded heavier than the last.I was standing by the island, pretending to look at the coffee mugs lined up on the shelf, but my mind was a swirl of thoughts. I could feel the shift, the quiet unease. Something was wrong, and it wasn’t just the way Derek responded to Leo, but something else was going on. I didn't know what it was, but I could feel it in my bones. The moment had been creeping u
My eyes fluttered open slowly, and I saw the sunlight streaming through the balcony in my bedroom. I groaned tiredly, my whole body was heavy with exhaustion from the previous night. For a brief, disoriented moment, I wondered if it had all been a dream—the party, the argument, the fight, the tension hanging so thick in the air it almost made me feel suffocation. My heart lurched as a thought shot through my mind. Caspian. ‘Is he still here?’ I questioned myself and turned my head quickly, scanning the room for any sign of him. The bed beside me was empty. No lingering warmth, no trace of his presence anywhere. I once again melted under the covers as a wave of relief washed over me. Though it mingled with a strange, inexplicable disappointment. I wasn’t sure which emotion was stronger; the relief of not being caught with him or the disappointment of not waking up in his arms. I touched my lips, remembering the way he kissed me in the tree house. His hands tenderly played with my
Caspian’s hand was warm as he took mine in his own and led me through the creeping shadows of the forest. The branches of the trees above us whispered secrets to each other. And our only companion in that dark night was the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the branches that swayed under the spell of the wind. The sounds of the birthday party faded behind us; the hum of voices and the music became a distant murmur that we couldn't hear anymore. I felt a strange sense of anticipation, like we were sneaking away to a place that existed just for the two of us. He stopped in front of a large oak that stood tall near their house. Its branches stretched in all directions, and the trunk was so wide that it would require at least seven people standing hand in hand to fully encircle it. The bark of the tree was rough and weathered, telling stories of countless seasons that had passed. A ladder was nailed into it, and it disappeared into the darkness above. Caspian’s lips curled
The music from the sound system thumped gently in the background, blending with the laughter and chatter that floated through the cool, soothing air of Lake Willow.The fairy lights strung along the trees cast a warm, golden glow across the boathouse and the surrounding clearing. Everything was perfect, in a way I hadn’t expected it to be. But then again, it wasn’t the beautiful decorations or the tasty cake that made the night special. It was the people—my brothers, my family—finally feeling like they had a place to just be.I watched Harry moving through the dance floor, surrounded by his friends, with joy in his eyes. He was laughing; his arms were flailing in a carefree rhythm that made me smile despite the fear of what Dad might do tomorrow, eating away my brain cells. If he decided to throw us out, I had to take care of my brothers and provide them with necessities. To most of their cards, Dad still had access, and he could freeze their account whenever he wanted; thankfully,
I already knew about the surprise party; Harry did too. The way Kat, Dev and others had tried to be subtle, sneaking around and exchanging knowing glances, was almost comical. Leo couldn't be sneaky, even if it cost him his life. I heard him speaking about the surprise on the phone more than once, while Harry guessed it seeing the way others interacted with each other. Both me and Harry figured it out days ago, but neither of us said a word to anyone. Pretending not to know felt easier than watching their faces fall, realizing all their hard work would go to waste. They wanted the day to be special—for us. Despite everything—the strained dinner conversations and the silences that cut sharper than words—we didn’t want to ruin it for them. We didn’t want to ruin their mood and take away the one thing they thought would make our day special. They were already going against Dad by planning the surprise. As we walked toward the boathouse, the air was still dense due to the argument
“A surprise?” I nodded my head, forcing a small smile. “Yeah, a surprise for you and Harry. Come with us and I promise you, it will be better than this.” He laughed, “Anything in this world is going to be better than this.” Dev looked down to lock eyes with Ian and, in a soft, love-filled voice, said, “I am sorry for not doing anything and letting you go through all of this; let me and the others show how much we love you.” “Y-you don't have to show me anything, I know,” Ian took a shaky breath and nodded before wrapping his arms around Dev. Just then, Caspian and Lucas appeared with Harry in tow. They were laughing about something, but when they noticed Dev and Ian, they stopped. A veil of confusion covered their faces as they tried to figure out what happened. “What’s going on?” Harry’s brow furrowed, and his eyes flickered between us. “Are you okay?” “Yeah, it was Alaric, forget about him,” Ian said, pulling away from Dev and then turned towards the others. “Did they
I saw Diego standing near the entrance with a small bag in his hand as I tried not to look at the people checking me out. He had a tense smile on his lips and looked lost, I almost laughed seeing him looking for me. He pulled his phone out and stepped to the side, hiding away from the stolen glances he received from ladies near him. He looked sharp in the blue suit he was wearing and had his hair slicked back. My phone started to ring and I realised he was calling me. I was about to pick up the call when he looked in my direction, and our eyes met, I waved my hand, and with a faint smile, he walked towards me. He had a little jump in his steps that he was trying to hide, but when he looked at me completely, his jaw was on the grass. All the nervousness due to being in an event like that and the unease from before was gone. His eyes sparkled and I felt Caspian turning towards him. “Wow,” he said, mesmerized as he looked up and down. Weirdly, with Diego, I didn't feel creeped out li