That Pretty Fake Smile

|39| Zack

Zayn made a plan to find out what Thomas did to Zack. Zayn had few guesses but he didn't want to believe them. One day while coming home from school on their bicycles, Zayn asked Zack to go and buy some strawberries so he can make cake for them. Zack agreed and went to buy some and Zayn went back house. Zack was kinda suspicion because Zayn had never told him to go alone but went nevertheless.
Zayn went inside the house with his head bow down and scared expression on his face. He was pretending to be Zack. He drop the vase intentionally. Zayn pretends to be scared when Thomas comes in the living room hearing the loud sound. He start shaking his hands slightly and bite his lips that Zack often do when he is scared.

"Ohh so you are finally alone. Which means we can continue without anyone else poking their nose in" Thomas smiled

"I-i-i-" Zayn fake shuttered

"In my room, now" Thomas said sternly

"B-b-but i-"

"Have you forgotten about the videos? I am sure you remember. So come inside now" Thomas said with disgust in his tone

Zayn quietly followed Thomas to his room. Zayn was so confused about which videos was Thomas talking about? Was Thomas blackmailing Zack? Many thoughts were running inside his head.

They entered Thomas's room and he closed the door behind them. Zayn stands near bed, still carrying that fake scared look on his face.

"What are you waiting for? Get undress"

He stands there frozen hearing those words. He was shocked but covered his expression as quickly as they come.

"Huh? Tsk, do I have to blackmail you everytime before I fuck you?" Thomas said with a playful smile on his face like what he just said was a common thing to do

Chills ran down his spine. He never thought what his grandfather was doing to his brother could be this horrible. That was the first time he felt a strange burning feeling in his heart for someone. That feeling was burning his capability of thinking and blinding his eyes with hatred. The acts he was carrying around stopped. His eyes turn cold and all they hold was utter disgust and hatred.

"How could you?" his throat felt closed off, it came out as whisper barely audible

"What?"

"How dare you?" Zayn roared

The intensity and anger his eyes hold made Thomas realize that he is not Zack but Zayn. Thomas frowned in annoyance and glared at him.

"You little piece of shit" Thomas sighed

"He is your grandchild!! How could you?!" he yelled with tears welled up in his eyes

"It's not that bad. You can try it yourself if you want" Thomas said taking a step forward

"He is just 14 for god's sake! Why?" he roared, clenching his chest

Pity, guilt, hatred, anger, sadness all the emotions welled up, making him feel overwhelmed. He can't even imagine how painful it would have been for his brother, physically, emotionally and mentally.

"He enjoy that too. When I fuck him" Thomas crossed his arms across his chest

"Don't say shit you fucking asshole! How could you rape you own 14 years old grandson!!" Zayn's throat started hurting from shouting so damn loudly

"Just stay out of it and mind your own business. If you tell anyone, your brother will have to pay the price" Thomas threatened

"His business is my business. And you will have to pay for what you did" he yelled with tears streaming down from his eyes