Chapter 19: 19

Aaron POV

I kept looking at her from the moment she entered the entrance. I do not know why she is here so took my step forward to go to her but the moment I reached her I saw James running toward her with sweat all over his body.

"Why is he coming?"

"Is Ayla here for him?" There was an ache inside me.

I didn’t budge an inch but kept hiding behind a tree and waiting for everything to come to an age, but it took a long time. I couldn’t hear their conversation, but at last when I was happy she held him. Even though I clenched my fist in anger, nothing could have suppressed my emotions. From inside, I was burning. My insides were in so much pain as if I could die.

I still hide without letting out any voice. But the moment she left, I followed James inside.

"What the hell are you doing?" I was loud. I was holding his collar with all my strength but still, he didn’t budge.

"What are you doing? Leave my shirt", I can’t believe his voice is still calm as if nothing happened while I’m dying.

I’m dying in pain as if I could die. As if I could utter fire gathering all my anger at once but he is asking me what am I doing? Is he crazy?

"You are asking me what I am doing. Don’t you aware yourself what I’m doing?"

"Don’t you aware yourself how you made me stand here where I couldn’t even bear my freaking feelings? And you are asking me what am I doing? Have you lost it?" I screamed everyone gathering.

I know we were never in a good relationship but now I don’t think it is only not good but it is worse. He made it worse.

"I’m fully aware of what you are doing, but I think you are the one who is overreacting."

Huh! I’m overreacting? Does he want me to snap?

"You fully aware of the part that she confessed to me saying she like me? You were there too. Aren’t you? Now, what’s the point of bursting on me when I didn’t make any freaking move? Why are you always after putting all the blame on me when you are too aware of the answer?" he shouted.

"No, I’m not aware. What will you do? Huh! Will you slap me? Will you hit me? Will you beat me? Or what? Tell me I’m waiting. Tell me you bastard", I pushed him to anger.

He was hit with a vase, making his lip bleed.

he smiled.

I can’t believe he smiled.

"What did you say? Bastard? Right?"

I know what he is going to say but I don’t want to hear it.

"Brother, are you forgetting that both of us share the same father?" No, I don’t want to hear it. I don’t freaking want to hear any of his words.

"Or do you want me to file a DNA test which could prove we are brothers even though our mothers are different?"

His every word is pinching me like needles.

"Each time you call me bastard, I will tell you the same. If I’m a bastard, then you are too. If I’m a scoundrel, then you are too. We are brothers even though step still the same blood is running through our veins. Don’t you dare forget that?" he said, making me down in front of everyone.

"That is why I hate you", my voice was low.

"What?" He asked.

"Yeah, I hate you. I hate you to the core of my heart. I not only hate you but despise you."

"My entire life I live with a smile on my face, but when I turned ten, dad brought you to announce you are my brother. We were the same age, so he didn’t leave a single chance to make us compare in every way."

"Not only comparison, but you also snatch everything away from me. You took the nanny who cared for me the most to your side. Everyone in this freaking place, like you, adores you, but what about me? Huh! What about me? You roam around everyone as if you have sweet in your mouth, but in reality, you are just snatching everything."

"The first school we joined I thought everything will be good but no you too wanted to be good there and I became a loser in front of you. Everyone kept telling me how good you are when we are only a few marks apart. Tell me what sin have I done to deserve this shit?"

"Tell me what the fuck do you even want when I almost sacrificed everything?"

"I even forged a certificate to study in lower grades than you so that there won’t be any comparison but that’s too you snatched."

"Aaron, it is not-

"What? I have been living in a corner every time I face myself in front of you, but even the girl I fell for ended up choosing you when I was dying with my guilt because I couldn’t save her. Tell me what more do you want me to do? Should I give up on her too? Huh! Tell me... tell me you fucking shit...." I screamed till my throat hurt.

But before I could say something again a slap landed on my cheek.

Everything became calm again as if someone died there. I felt the fear that long ago someone made me feel again running down my skin.

"I think I gave you enough freedom to say things like that don’t you?" That voice was scary and it was none other than my father Morris King.

I’m standing there still even though my cheek almost turned red as if someone pressed a hot iron on my face.

"How dare you call your brother a shit? Did I give you that teaching?"

"I think I left you all alone here for a long time which made you change your behaviour. Don’t you think so?"

I was standing still when James came forward and said, "Dad, you are misunderstanding all this.

There is nothing wrong here, it was a little misunderstanding between us. It’s not even that serious", he started clinging all over, him making me fall behind again.

No one bothered me. No one even comes to me. No one even asked me what I felt but I only felt James’ gaze while they were going far from me. Like how could you all do this to me? Aren’t I in your blood? Why so much partiality?

"Would you have treated me this way if mom were alive?" I asked, looking at the floor.

"What?" Dad asked, turning toward me.

"Would you have treated me this way if mom were alive?" I repeated.

"You think I’m not treating you well?"

"Ha, you treat me well? Are you sure? Are you treating me well? I don’t think so. Just look at the difference between the space we are standing in." I said.

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" I take a pause.

"You are sure aware that you came home after an almost-six months and the moment you entered home you slapped me across my face, but now you are holding your second son so close to your heart. Can’t you see the situation we are in? Or you want to ignore how you treat me?" I said.

"Aaron", I know this time his voice was not cold, but why is it even matter?

"I know my name is Aaron but you forget I took your son, but in your eyes, only James Lee is important because he refused to take your surname. Because he was not living with you for the last ten years after his birth and because he is the one who gave birth to your special person while I’m born with an arranged marriage, that is why I’m not that precious like him. Isn’t it the reason?"

My eyes were already filled with tears.

"When he came, you give everything to him but you didn’t even once bother to explain who it was so my mom explained but soon she too died while I left in a room where I don’t know if anyone even came let alone you ever visiting me."

It hurts. It hurts a lot. Just how messed my life could be any more than this.

"I remember this slap, dad. But I know you won’t remember this ever and I’m stating to you the reason for calling him shit too. He took the girl I love, and I called him shit. I don’t know why he agreed to her when I see no emotions in his eyes toward her, but this time I broke out from all the ties. I’m leaving this place. And thank you for however you all treated me." I said and walked to my room to make my things.

"She was my first love which you didn’t hesitate to snatch, my dear brother", that was the last word I have spoken to him.

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