"Why is there blood on you shirt, Lilith?" Jon asked me, when I arrived at home.
After Peter and I talked, I felt better about our friendship, even though the fact that he thinks he likes me confuses me.
I decided to just ignore it and concentrate on our concert at the Halloween Party. We don't have much time left, so we need to practice a lot.
After I drove home with Xander, because he had detention, we were greeted in the living room.
Jon and Caleb were playing video games, while I could hear Elijah do something in the kitchen.
"It's not my blood." I told him truthfully.
"What-" Jon's eyes widened. "Did something happen in school?"
"Peter's nose was bleeding, so I used my shirt." I explained to him, sitting down on the other couch.
"Evan's had a nosebleed?" Elijah laughed, as he came into the living room with a sandwich in his hand.
"I made lasagna! Why are you eating a sandwich?" Jon stated, glaring at Elijah.
He just rolled his eyes and ignored him. "So Lilith, how was band?"
"Good. I forgot to tell you, but we will have our first performance on the schools halloween party." I smiled at them.
"We will come cheer for you." Caleb looked at me, giving me a small smile back.
"It is still hilarious. How this pussy Evan's got a nosebleed, while having band practice." Xander snorted, grabbing Elijah's sandwich and taking a bite.
"He's a whimp." Elijah grinned and then flicked his fingers against Xander's forehead.
"Actually he was hit." I mumbled, feeling bad about how the twins badmouthed him.
"Hit?" Jon's voice sounded alarmed.
"Uhm yes. You know the boxing club you told me about Elijah." I started. "They were talking about me, so Peter told them not to, so they hit him."
It isn't the whole truth, but it was enough.
Elijah's eyes darkened. "The boxing club?! Did they say something to you?" He sounded serious.
I looked around and saw that the others were glancing at me strange. Their faces were turning scary.
"W-well, something about that the whole industry will k-know about me, because I'm your sister." I stuttered, I already regret telling them.
Jon got up from his spot, walking out of the living room, to go up the stairs.
"He's going to talk to Victor." Caleb said, he seemed calm, but his fists were clenched.
"These bastards. Tell me the details? Did they touch you?" Xander growled.
"One grabbed my face, but Peter hit him, so it's fine." I bit my lip, this conversation is having a really bad turn.
"Motherfuckers!" Xander cussed, he was walking circles, trying to figure out what to do.
"Are you okay? Did it hurt?" Elijah leaned down to me, brushing my cheek with his hand.
"A little, we run away afterwards, so it's fine."
"Tomorrow we will kill those bastards." Caleb's voice sounded evil, a dark aura was around him.
"Killing?" I gasped, a shiver run down my spine.
"We are ripping their heads off." Xander sounded happy, he smirked at Caleb.
Both of them looked ready to kill.
"I said it's fine. People have disagreements in school all the time, don't make a big deal out of it!" I said a little louder than I expected.
Leaning back into the couch, I pulled my knees against my belly. I thought it was okay to talk to family members about things that happened in school.
Why do they need to make everything so complicated.
"Lilith, these guys are bad news." Xander looked angry.
"You said Peter was bad news, too." I whispered more to myself, but he heard it apparantly.
"Listen up, I know more than you know. So if I say they are bad news. They are bad news. Stop talking back." He turned around, making his way out of the living room.
Only Caleb, Elijah and I sat there now. It was a heavy atmosphere. I really wanted to get up and just walk away, but I knew they would want to talk about this.
Especially Victor.
I closed my eyes, thinking about the last time, when Peter was a conversation point in this household.
I could still feel Victor's tight grip around my arm.
"Lilith! Upstairs!" Jon's voice sounded different. It wasn't sweet and raspy. He sounded like an actual adult.
Slowly I got up, when I arrived, Jon's gaze was fixed on the floor.
"We are going upstairs." He explained, he wanted to take my hand, but I flinched back.
"I am not allowed upstairs." I simply stated. Staring at him in fear.
Jon acted not like Jon. He acted like Victor, cold, distant and bad.
"Victor said you can go up today." He tried again, I took some steps back.
"I am not going." I blurted out, my eyes were wide open, my legs were shacking.
He sighed. "You know, he doesn't like such an attitude."
"Dont go further up, there is a no go area for you, understand?" I repeated the first rule I ever got here. The first rule Jon gave me.
I memorized it.
Jon finally looked up to me, his eyes with no emotion.
"Pretend this part of the house doesn't exist." I repeated another sentence he told me. I shook my head a little. "I am not allowed up dare. If Victor wants to talk to me, he needs to come down."
Jon's face softened, a small smile appeared on his lips. "I will tell him, wait in the dining room."
I didn't know I would be so happy to be send into the dining room. I almost sprinted down there, sitting down on my usual spot.
Fidgeting around with my feet, waiting for somebody to come.
Thinking about everything, I didn't do anything wrong, so Victor couldn't be mad at me. He wouldn't scream at me for something that wasn't even my fault.
Heavy footsteps entered the dining room. It was suprising, Victor alone came in. No hint of the other ones.
He seated himself infront of me, like always he wore his suit.
"Is it true that-" he paused. "The boxing club told you the whole industry will know about you?" His voice sounded weird.
His lips were twitching, he wasn't amused, his eyes were not the one of a brother. He looked at me like I was some furniture.
"Yes." Maybe I was imagining.
His face stiffened, he breathed in very heavy. He closed his eyes for a second. "Explain to me, what he said to you, every little detail."
"W-well, they knew I were your sister and they said my name is going around in the I-industry, so everyone will know me soon." I stuttered. "They said I will become a target."
"Anything else?" He asked through clenched teeth.
I shook my head fast. "Nothing, no."
"Did they touch you or bothered you in any way?" His serious eyes followed every movement I made.
I felt like a prey.
"One of them grabbed my face, but Peter hit him, so you don't need to worry." I assured him, so he won't get himself or the boys in trouble.
"Lilith." He raised his chin. "If anybody threatens you or touches you in any way, I will deal with them. Nobody messes with the Clovers."
I gasped. "What? How?"
"Did you ever think about my work, Lilith?" He didn't answer me.
"You have a lot of business stuff in your home office to do." I muttered, looking at my fingers. "You are away at night sometimes."
"What kind of business?"
My shoulders went up and down, showing him that I had no idea.
He snickered. "Let's say it like this, if I wanted to kill somebody, nobody would stop me or even find out. That kind of business."
I didn't say anything. I just felt goosebumps all over my body. My arms and legs were shacking.
"You're kidding." I laughed in panic.
"Do I look like I make jokes?" His expression was blank. He was dead serious.
"I tell you this for your own good, Lilith. I belong to the top dogs in the industry I work in. So don't talk to people you don't know. Dont go somewhere without asking us or taking one of the boys with you." His hand went through his hair. "I didn't expect them to figure it out so soon, but know that they know, they will be people after you."
My bottom lip started trembling, I blinked perplex. "W-why would anyone want me? I am not even a part of whatever you are doing?"
My voice sounded hysterical.
"When you want to crush somebody you don't kill the boss. You make them suffer." He licked his lips. He got up, walking to the door. "And the best way to make somebody suffer is to take something they treasure. Something weak and irreplaceable. Family. Woman. Girls."
His expression got dark, he looked hurt. "Mothers and sisters." He opened the door and walked out.
Without even looking back to me, without explaining anything else to me. Not answering any of the questions that circle around in my head.
He just left.
I was still sitting. I felt like I was in shock. Not able to get up.
I remembered the boy grabbing my face, I felt his strong grip. That was only the beginning.
If not Simon, not my brothers. There are other people who will hurt me.
There was no way I would ever live a peaceful life.
How foolish of me to think, I could become a normal teenager.
My trembling hands went up to my mouth. I need to calm down, maybe Victor was just overreacting. Maybe it wasn't that serious.
It can't be. It can't be. My brothers aren't bad people, Victor wouldn't kill anybody. He wouldn't.
Jon wouldn't, Caleb wouldn't, Xander wouldn't and Elijah wouldn't.
My head started spinning, I was overthinking, everything's okay.
"Lilith." Jon's calm voice startled me. I looked up, he stood there, leaning against the door frame. He wasn't creepy looking. His features were soft.
It was my Jonathan.
I wanted to get up, but my body was too heavy. My lips weren't.
"What business?" I could only whisper. "Tell me what kind of industry?"
He sighed, giving me a chuckle. "If we tell you, you would only be in more danger."
I didn't understand. My eyes still fixed on him, trying to get any answer that would ease my nerves.
"If you know nothing, they can't make you say anything."
"Who's them?"
"Bad people." He sounded like someone who was a one of these bad people. "Don't worry, we will never let them hurt you."
"But-" I wanted to start. Trying to get any helpful information from him.
He turned around and just left me.
These brothers are all the same.
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