Brotherly - Larry

Chapter 23 - The Palm of His Hand

double update

- Third Person -

Edward was really being pushed to the brim by the other two, Louis continued to bite his head off and now that Harry could talk and move more. Well he as well, was becoming quite irritating. Edward needed to let off some steam. 

"Zayn." He hummed to the man he was counting a stack of money he had just collected. 

"I need you to get me, two people, and bring them down into the basement for me. Chris and Lisa Davenport." Edward instructed and that's all Zayn really needed to hear to leave the room and do the job he was asked of. Zayn was accustomed to kidnapping people, he had done it many times by now. It gave him his own thrill.

Edward grinned and moved over to his liquor stand, pouring himself a glass and easily sculling it down before pouring another one. He let out a breath of relief at the burn inside his throat, feeling as if it was spreading throughout his body. 

"So the Davenports, huh?" Harry questioned as he made himself known in the room, let's say he had been lurking outside Edward's office. Eavesdropping. He couldn't get into Louis's room, so he found himself finding his entertainment from getting to understand what Edward really did with his life. 

Louis was curious definitely, but Harry knew better than to ask Edward questions like that. He knew answers would never come. Collecting his own intel and prying it out of Edward's mind was a much more efficient way to get what he needed to know. 

"Yes. The Davenports. I'm sure you remember them, you stole from them." Edward huffed and poured himself a third glass after taking the other one down when Harry had interrupted his own thinking. 

"Yeah, I know. You even tried to return what I stole, heard Lisa pretty much slammed the door in your face." Harry chuckled and invited himself to sit down on the couch in front of the money stack Zayn had previously been occupied with. He ignored the few blood spatters on some of the notes as he glanced over the pile. 

"She thought I was you, so of course she did." Edward squeezed his eyes shut before opening them again, willing himself to ignore that memory. It was no good to him now, only a reminder of a simpler time. He turned around to face Harry now. 

Harry was the one that had gotten him into trouble that day. 

"Unfortunate that is. She really was rude..." Harry trailed off, giving an opportunity for Edward to continue talking. He leant back on the couch as he looked in Edward's direction, seeing him slowly sipping on his liquor now. 

"I know. That's why she's going to pay for it, they both will. " Edward huffed and finished off the glass and set it down, moving to sign off from his computer and head near the exit of the room. "You aren't going to talk me out of it Harry and get out, you can't be in here without me."

"I wasn't going to." He shrugged and stood up, following Edward out of the room as his brother locked the door. Harry knew that was pointless, he also knew if this hunger inside Edward was building there right now, he could end up alongside them. In that death sentence of a room, he barely managed to get out of. 

"You weren't?" Edward furrowed his eyebrows in confusion from his brother's confession. Harry was going to let him dismember the couple, one that had spent multiple nights at their house and vice versa. They had shared many conversations with their family and forgave Harry and even gifted him some nice clothes for it. 

"No. But, you're going to have to let me into Louis's room." Harry hummed, after all, he had been the one Edward had learned manipulation from. Harry's was not as vile, but he did use it to get his way and right now it was working on his little brother. Edward didn't even know it.