Playing The Game - Book Four in The WSU Series

- Chapter Thirty-Three -

Last Summer

"How could you?"

"Well if it isn't my son," my father's voice rings out from behind me, turning he closes his office door slowly. "He's seventeen!" As always I wouldn't expect my father to know any better but this, this is crossing a line. I won't allow my father to do this— I'd rather die than allow my brother to be forced into this because I can guarantee Kai doesn't know.

"This doesn't concern you, Kian," he says as he passes me to stand in front of the fireplace. "It does concern me when it comes to my brother." I may not like my brothers half of the time, but they are still my blood— they are still my family. They don't deserve it, especially my younger brother. Kai is a free spirit, he won't listen to my father. He'd rather die than be forced to do this— especially now with the way he's acting. Kai is being reckless, almost like he knows about what my father plans. Kai's drinking every night, he's doing every sort of drug our business controls, he doesn't care. He's risking his own life because he'd rather die than end up as one of my fathers pawns in his game.

"He's my son!" My father yells and as always, all his morals are gone— he doesn't understand what's right from wrong. "He's my brother! He's my problem, not yours!" I stare at my father who I wished was dead. I've wished him dead since the start. And I will kill him, whether I get someone else to do it, or me. He will end up in the ocean, and he will sink so far down, that no one will find the body.

"Your brother is being reckless," he says with a steady voice, I've learned with my father over the years, that he can switch up how he feels, easily. One moment, he's calm, the next he's pissed. "And who's fault is that?" I ask with a hint of sarcasm, we all know whose fault that is. My brother acts out against my father by fucking up the business. And now that Blake's preoccupied with watching Sofia Lewis, he isn't watching Kai. Fuck Alex, he couldn't even watch his own blood. But Blake's, Blake— he'll do anything for a favor. Fuck knows what it entails. Only Alex will know when the time is right.

"Mine," the words leave his mouth as a mutter, everyone knows why my brother acting like this is his last chance to live. Because he knows it is, my fathers, fucked in many ways. I did exactly the same, this summer I lived like it was my last. I never fucked any of the girls who I've been seen with by the media. Truth be told, I couldn't. It's pretty ironic because I'm still caught up in the spell cast by Elizabeth Young. And she hates me for it. "Exactly," I say, "it is your fault— no one else's, yours."

I watch as my father begins to lose his patience, he doesn't like it when anyone questions him— nevertheless his own son. It's pretty sad, and everyone in the Famille knows I'll be a better leader than my father ever was.

"It won't happen for a while, but it will— especially if shit goes down with Chicago again. Shit caused because of you," my father states and we both know he isn't lying. I did fuck up when it comes to Chicago, he also knows why too. If Chicago doesn't ally with us, they'll find someone else to ally with. It won't be the West— especially with the plan my father has with them, that includes Kai. But I wouldn't put it past Chicago, especially now that I want my father to wait. "Your brother knows what he has to do."

"And that's how we both know, he's better than me," I say as I cross his office, "he's the better man— don't forget that," I warn as my father locks eyes with mine. "January," the month is a curse that leaves his mouth. Five months away, "I haven't forgotten." I reply, January is when me and Lizzie tie the knot, she'll hate me until her last breath, but at least I'll be there with her. And hopefully, I'll die before her because as much as I hate the truth, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if Lizzie died because of me.

"Now, if you don't mind— I need to draw up the plans. You know where the door is," my father states as he turns to return to his desk. "Don't fight this, Kian. You will lose." I hold back my laugh as I watch my father shuffle a stack of paper. "If you make Kai do this, at least wait," I suggest and my father looks up at me. "Wait?" He questions as I stay stood in front of the fireplace. "Six years, he'll be twenty-four, which means he'll know how our world works— he would have moved past his rebellious stay. He'll understand, Chicago isn't going to make a move, because they need support," I state with confidence.

Chicago isn't stupid, they'll be outnumbered. "Six years, I'll talk to Kai— he'll understand," my father stares me dead in my eyes before replying, "six years, Kian. And if he doesn't, we won't just have Chicago on our back, but also the West."

"I know," I respond before leaving my father's office and wondering how on earth I am going to break the news to Kai.

Gilmore Girls really messed up by allowing Chad Micheal Murray to leave the show after season one. Tristan and Rory would have hit different, we both know it.

"Reality Has No Place In Our World."

"People Can Live For A Hundred Years Without Living A Minute."

"Think How Dull Your Life Would Be Without Me."

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Kian being protective over Kai is everything I needed. If you remember this scene from, Playing The Girl — but with added information, you now know what on earth was going on.

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