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Chapter 103

July 31st

Atlas's POV

"Hello, you twat" I spit out to the tired molester in front of me. "Asshat" he sneers back. I quickly turn ready to pull open the cell door and beat the shit out of this man. It doesn't happen as hands grab my shoulders pulling me back.

"Atlas" my father warns, glaring at me. "One minute" I plead and he lowers his head. "He needs to go home, I'm about out of all my herbs because of this fucker" he grumbles looking over to Thomas who had a smile plastered on his face.

"And why are we doing this?" I ask emphasizing the word we. I needed to be with Ash right now, I was constantly the one pulled down to help heal this arse. "I've told you this already, your uncles are uncontrollable, if he says anything at all, I have to peel them off of his limp body" Da groans remembering the moment so well.

I huff I'm not that controllable- he cuts off my thinking walking towards the big cell. "The only reason you're controllable is because I'm your Dad and you listen to me" he smirks walking straight to the boy.

"Story?" the only words he utters getting a glare in return. "I was thankfully given the chance to further my education, it was very hard but I enjoyed it, I've missed you though!" Thomas repeats the story in a lifeless manner.

"I'm so sick of you..." my dad trails off tapping his chin. "Here we will make a deal- I'm taking you home, today. If you screw this up in any way for my family or for anyone I kill you, possibly your family" he chuckles sadistically. Thomas's eyes widen as he hurries back against the bars.

I watch completely shocked by how calm my dad was. "You're insane! I did nothing to you!" The idiot protests, standing with his back hugging the cell wall. My dad crosses his arms and watches. "You messed with my family, hurt my baby nephew to be precise... be lucky I'm letting you live" he chuckles tapping his chin as if he was rethinking his options.

"Okay! Okay- I'll do it well! Let me go home!" He gives in and my father drops his hands, nodding his head towards Thomas. "Grab him and follow me, we are using the tunnels" he instructs me. I do as he says clinging tightly to Thomas's arm.

He struggles for a bit but I only tighten my grip. Making him ultimately give up with a few colorful words. I followed my father who had this place pretty much mapped out, unlike me who got confused going to my room.

As the tunnel came to an end my father does some sort of weird thing with the wall and it opens to the back of the manor. Pushing Thomas through he squints at the brightness of the sun. A Hogwarts carriage was present and ready to take the arse home.

I pull him close enough so that I can whisper in his ear. "Stay the fuck away from what's mine, or I'll be the one doing the killing" I warn him, my blood was boiling. He had been egging me on all day because he knew I couldn't strike. "Atlas" my dad's voice clear, yet stern.

Throwing him forward he falls onto his hands and knees with a cry. "Well, what do I tell my parents now" he scowls standing and wiping himself off while examining his wrist. "That you tripped! you crybaby" I roll my eyes watching and making sure he got into the carriage.

As soon as it was off I headed for the front of the house, finding it faster than going through the tunnels. I'm met by Herb who stares at me in complete confusion. "Friend... was outside... how!?" He jumps up and down wanting to know my secret. I chuckle patting his head. "Thomas, and the tunnels, he's gone now," I tell the elf getting a few claps in return. "Hurray bad man is gone!" He cheers and I put a finger to my lips.

"Hurray bad man is gone..." Herb repeats this time quieter. I laugh quietly, making my way down to my room. Papa comes down the hall with Grayson propped on his hip. "Did he finally cooperate?" He asks his face serious. I nod kissing his head. "Yes, now smile," I chuckle, getting a small one in return. Gray reaches for me and I take his hand shaking it a few times.

"I'll play later" I gush, kissing his head as well. He takes his hand back and brings it to his mouth gurgling to himself. "Eh," he points at me with his other hand looking to our Papa. "That's big brother, isn't it?" Papa coos to him, shaking his head.

I give my baby brother a small wave before continuing my trek to my room. Closing the door behind me, I find Ash sprawled out across my bed. Going to the closet, I quickly strip my sweatshirt pulling some shorts on instead of these blasted sweats. It was too fucking hot.

Walking back over to my bed, I run my hand across Asher's bare back, kissing his shoulder blade. "No hello?" I murmur. He turns onto his back finding me over top of him. "Sorry I thought you would just leave again" he answers timidly looking towards the wall.

"I'm done helping dad with our little thing... I'll try not to let it happen again... it was just kind of a life or death sort of ordeal" I chuckle awkwardly. Literally, I swear between the twins and me, we about killed Thomas many times.

"Don't worry, I understand you're busy" he tells me running a hand through my wild hair. "Have you ate?" I ask going down to kiss his jaw. "Mhmm" he hums proudly. "Good" I replied rubbing my hand over his shoulder.

He pulls the blanket up more to cover his stomach and I knew he thought I didn't notice but I of course did. "And how are you feeling?" I continue, kissing down his neck. His breath hitches, but I continue anyway. "I'm- I'm okay" he answers and I pull away before leaving any real marks.

"Just okay?" I ask looking into his eyes. "Well... now that I have you back I'm a lot better!" He cheers. "Have you done anything exciting lately, while I've been busy?" I continue with my questions staring hungrily at the boy.

You could tell he was getting excited and happy just by me talking to him. How alone does he feel? I don't question it at the moment, instead I go back to leaving kisses on his neck. "Nothing" he gasps not expecting me to do this.

"And Kiara, how is she?" I chuckle immediately going back to his neck starting to suck on his collarbone. His hands grip onto my back while he tries to think of words, making me smile so hard I forget what I was doing for a second.

"Her- she's getting better, she'll wake up this year- Atlas!" He whines as I bite down on the sensitive spot. "I see I found your favorite spot" I tease while he lays his head back letting his mouth hang open. I pull away with a loud pop, kissing his parted lips. Making it so easy to slide my tongue in.

He gives in immediately bringing his hands to my hair. Our tongues danced together and I groaned into his mouth as he accidentally tugged a little too hard. I ran my hand up and down his side, my other arm keeping me propped up by the elbow.

I pulled away noticing how fast his breathing had gotten, and realized I hadn't taken any breaks for him. "That's good about Kiara" I reply to him before kissing his jaw again, letting him catch his breath.

He wraps his arms around my back and hugs me causing me to lower myself down onto him a bit. I shifted so I didn't put all my weight onto him. "You okay?" I ask again. He nods before looking away sheepishly.

"Lately... I just randomly feel like someone's watching me" this catches me off guard and I sit up rubbing my hand over his curls. "Well is it me? I'm constantly staring at you?" I laugh and he shakes his head.

"You're gone most of the time" he replies his face serious. I could tell this was actually bothering him. Looking around my room I tried to think of things I could say to reassure him. "Don't go off on your own, and I'll talk to my parents, we'll make sure no one is there, my Angel has gone through enough" I tell him before laying down beside him.

"No- it's okay, don't tell your parents... I don't want to bother them with my nonsense" he mumbles nervously. I pull the boy into my chest and cradle him close to me. "Cuddle time" I change the subject which he immediately buys into.

I'm telling them anyways.