Risking It

Chapter 8: "When the time is right. You'll know."

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Drew's POV

Watching Chris collapse to the ground triggered something in me to stop my brother, but knowing how angry he can get frightened me. And yes, I am afraid of my brother sometimes.And watching him punch someone and be mean to them was definitely one of those times. I wanted to pull Derek back as soon as he made a move, but somehow I couldn't find myself to do it. Thank goodness he didn't do serious damage. I don't even know we can afford them to get better if something was to happen.

The only guilty feeling I had not stopping Derek was the look in Cassie's eyes as her friend grunted in pain falling into her arms. The feeling of fear and pain twinkled in her eyes. And I would be the right time where my conscious does its job of making me feel bad.

"Are you insane?" I whispered grabbing his arm stopping him in the middle of the hallway.

He turned quickly."What's your problem this time?" Derek asked in annoyance.

I just don't understand why he's doing this. Why he is willing to risk everything for the girl.

How does he even know her?!

"You said you weren't going to hurt them." My tone getting louder as I spoke.

He stepped closer to me, shaking his head with a light chuckle, "You said that." He asserted.

I took a stepped back, "Derek." I sighed. "Please stop this!" I begged. "It's not right!" I justified.

"Drew. How many times do I have to fucking tell you, it'll end once I get what I want." He said angrily. I hardly ever hear my brother cuss.

"What do you want?" I paused, my tone raised as Derek's argument provoked me to defend my statement. "You keep saying that you want something only they can provide. What the fuck is it?" I retorted my expression demanding for an answer.

His eyes were angry, full of hatred glaring right at me."I want them to suffer the way I had to." He demanded quickly pointing to the rooms of the hostages before turning his back on me.

Suffer? When did my brother have to suffer?

I shook my head in denial and knew that I had to do what's right. Before Derek could turn around the corner, I spoke, "I'll go to the cops myself!" My breathing hesitated. "If it's the only way you'll stop, I'll do it!"I threatened horribly.

Derek turned around looked intently at me and then smirked, "you'd go to the cops on me?" He doubted.

"If it'll stop this." I said quietly suddenly scared of him.

"Then go." He smirked moving to the side. "Just know, you'll lose me and everything you've ever known." He blackmailed.

"It'll fix this." I protested.

"Fix?" He laughed. "We're already in too deep." He said nodding his head from side to side. "Just know that without me, you know nothing outside this place. You'll be sent back to live with mom and dad." He whispered in my ear. "You remember them don't you?" He looked at me with devil eyes. "The parents who didn't want you in the first place." He said.

I looked at Derek, he was calm and serious while I was filling up with emotions I didn't know were possible to have. "So if you wanna go to the cops, then go. No one's stopping you." He said one last time before walking away, leaving me baffled with no way of knowing what to say or do next, but to just stare at the wall in front of me.

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I sat at the kitchen table eating some leftover chicken that had been cooked earlier when Derek waltzed right in with a wryly smile on his face.

He leaned on the counter casually. "Hey there." He smirked.

One thing you should know about Derek is that whenever we got into a disagreement, hours later he would talk to me as if nothing ever happened.It was either a good thing or bad thing?

"Hi." I muttered.

He walked over to the kitchen table, "What's wrong little brother?" He laid his hand on my shoulder. "Decided not to tell the cops, huh?" He added, his tone making it seem like he knew I wasn't going to tell. Which he was right.

I sighed.

Ugh, I hate when he's right.

Bragging rights..

"I hate when you're right." I said sourly shrugging his hand off my shoulder.

"It's a gift." He joked. His smile began to fade when he noticed that I wasn't enjoying his joke. "Dude." He pushed my shoulder back lightly. "I was joking." He laughed again. "It's a joke."

Yeah, well not a good one.

"Your jokes don't amuse me." I said taking the last bite of my chicken.

"I know you're upset about this." Derek said after a couple of seconds of silence.

"You don't say." I mumbled sarcastically with a mouthful of food.

Never talk with your mouth open.

It just ruins the moment when you're trying to be all serious.

"I just don't want to drag you down with me." He paused. "If this goes wrong." He sighed hesitantly.

Go wrong?

I knew his plan was risky, but I didn't think it was going to be that bad. Besides the only way this can go wrong is if Cassie and Chris escape. What am I talking about?!

They can't stay here forever. They also couldn't leave without knowing for sure they were going to keep quiet. Which I doubted.

I was quickly finding myself part of a bigger problem I didn't even know was there in the first place.

"Derek we're already in this together. You have to trust me enough to handle whatever the problem is." I said staring at my empty plate soaking in the decision of helping my brother with his hazy plan.

"I appreciate it Drew." He said. "I really do." He added. "But still, I'm trying to protect you. And because of that, I'm still not telling you everything." He finished.

"Derek-" I started, but was immediately cut off.

"Drew." He interrupted. "When the time is right. You'll know." He said. I narrowed my eyes not sure if he meant it. "I promise." He added. Honestly although he's my brother and I should trust him. His promise sounded odd.
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What do you guys think? Should Drew help Derek without knowing everything? Is it fair?

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