Khaos let's out a chuckle. No because seriously what the fuck is this asshole laughing about. I'd gladly put a few rounds into his skull. Maybe if he actually cared for his sister putting a few bullets into her skull would effect him. Okay, if I'm being honest I wouldn't shoot her unless absolutely needed. I'm so thankful she's nothing like her brother. OOO I really wish Khaos would test me.
"Oh c'mon sweetheart you know you wouldn't shoot me in front of pretty boy here."
He speaks in such a playful mannor, he's enjoying every bit of this. Maverick goes to speak but I cut him off.
"I wouldn't underestimate me buddy."
I can feel him smirk. It's one of those moments when you can't necessarily see them do something but you can just picture them doing it based off the vibe.
"Then what are you waiting for sweetheart?"
"I'm waiting for you to get that barrel off my fucking brother."
My demeanor shifts. I'm almost pissed off right now. He brings out my manic side and that's not necessarily a good thing.
"And say I were to pull the trigger right now?"
I trace the barrel of my gun from the back of his head down his spine and right back up.
"Well then I'd have to pull mine now wouldn't I?"
I hear Khaos let out a sigh of pleasure. His whispers something under his breath but there was no possible way I could make out what he said. Maverick has never seen this side of me. I wonder what's going through his mind right now to be honest. Either way my main focus is him walking out of here alive.
"Alright, you win sweetheart. But on one condition."
He's the definition of arrogant. Damn I missed when he was less talkative. Maverick tries to speak but I cut him off again. I don't need him fucking shit up.
"I'm all ears bud."
"Maverick can walk away. I stay alive, well that's if you even had the guts to shoot me anyway. I save you from having to explain to my dear sister Willow why there's two dead bodies in my house. And I'm sure she'll be upset so you'd have to kill her too. So you'd have to deal with three dead bodies. Oh and don't forget you were last seen with me so you would definitely be the main suspect."
He keeps pushing and pushing he's really making me want to pull this trigger right now. Hell it would get rid of most of my current problems.
"Okay, buddy I'm gonna need you to get to the point. I'm not really a patient person. Maverick can vouch for that. Can't you Maverick?"
Maverick goes to speak but gets interrupted by Khaos this time.
"But...you have to remain here with me for the remainder of the time."
"OH HELL NO!"
If Maverick doesn't keep his mouth shut on this one I might shoot them both.
"For how long?"
"Kira don't tell me you're seriously going to listen to this dick!"
Khaos goes to speak and I interrupt him. I'm sure he wasn't to pleased about that but fuck it.
"Maverick shut your fucking mouth for once! I'm not a child anymore, I don't need your protection. If anything you're looking like you need mine at the moment. I can make my own decisions. Khaos, how long?"
Khaos let's out another relieved sigh. He's enjoying this a bit too much for my liking.
"Until I say otherwise of course. It could be days, weeks, months. Maybe even years."
Oh fuck this shit. Kira come on you have to agree. Your brother could die because of you.
"Kira don't do it, don't listen to him, Kira you'll be fine with-"
"MAVERICK SHUT UP FOR ONCE, YOU'RE MAKING THE SITUATION WORSE ALRIGHT!"
I've never yelled at Maverick like that before. I genuinely felt bad but he needs to stay out of this. He's everything I have. I can't afford to lose him completely. The room was silent for a minute.
"Tic Tok goes the clock sweetheart. I'm going to need an answer."
C'mon Kira think.
"We don't have all damn day sweetheart. You forget I'm pretty impatient myself."
You have to save Maverick. You have to keep your brother alive.
"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5"
You have to give up your freedom for Maverick. You can manage without him it'll be okay you can do it.
"4, 3, 2"
"Okay, you have a deal!"
"I'm sorry what was that sweetheart? I don't think Maverick heard you."
"YOU HAVE YOUR FUCKING DEAL! HAPPY NOW ASSHOLE?"
He drops his gun and I lower mine. I back up as he backs up. Me and Maverick make eye contact. His hazel eyes have softened. He almost looks like he's on the verge of tears. I walk him to the door and give him a hug.
"Hey, Mav don't worry I'll be alright okay. Don't do anything stupid okay," I whisper into his ear.
"I love you little sis."
"I love you too dipshit."
I fix his hair and open the door for him. I watch as his walks down the stone path. My eyes fill with tears and I try my hardest not to collapse right now. I made the right decision though. I close the door and make my way to the kitchen.
"And what do you think you're doing sweetheart?"
"I'm getting supplies to clean up the glass my brother broke. If you weren't too busy slapping your sister around maybe you would've known about the glass being broken."
I head over to the glass and begin to sweep it up.
"Oh and your sister is propped up against the wall over there. You knocked her unconscious. She still has a pulse I made sure to check while you were tussling with my brother. I'd say the most she has is a concussion. You're lucky you didn't cause internal bleeding."
I take the dustpan and head over to dump it in the trashcan that's in the kitchen. But before I can make it there im getting slammed against the wall. Yep the same wall that Maverick got slammed against.
"Alright love, listen up."
He pins my hand above me with his right hand. I try to wiggle out of his grip but I have no chance of getting out. He towers above me and he's only leaning against me. We're inches away from our lips touching and that is not comforting. My eye view is at his chest.
"You don't understand me and my sister's relationship. We've been through a lot together. You don't need to be sticking your nose in places it doesn't belong. The point of the matter is I care about her, just in different ways that you care about your brother. Got it?"
I look up at him. His icy blue eyes were filled with electricity.
"Well, what I do know is that your own sister is scared of you. You should've seen her face when even your name was mentioned let alone when you walked through that door tonight."
He became quiet real fast. His eyes begin to ease. He feels guilty I can sense it. His stare deepens into my eyes. It honestly makes me uncomfortable. The more I stare at him the more attractive he becomes. After a few moments I say something to break the well whatever the fuck that was.
"Hey uhm are you gonna let go of me now?"
"Oh shit, yea my bad sweetheart."
He lets go of me and it's the definition of awkward. I sweep up the glass again and throw it away. I put the broom and dustpan back in the corner I found it in.
"Well if you're gonna be living here for a while you might wanna get comfortable."
He motions towards the couch. Anything's better than the basement floor though so I'm not complaining. I head to the couch and get relaxed. Khaos carries Willow into one of the rooms down the long hallway. I hear the wooden door open and shut. Not too long after he comes back out with a pillow and blanket. He hands it to me.
"Thanks I guess.."
God I really hate him. It feels like he's just trying to find excuses to be around me. He locks both the front and back door. He heads towards the light switch.
"Oh yea by the way, nice clothes love."
He gives me a wink before smirking and turning off the light. He heads down the long hallway and into one of the rooms.
I'm wearing Khaos Blackwell's clothes.