The Ties that doesn't bind...

Chapter 2

2 days later

The first thing Danil registered was that he was in the house , tucked tightly in bed... dazed and tired... he cracked his eyes open despite feeling like they are glued shut, his brother's haggard appearance met his tired gaze, he was hovering over him ... and Kamol - ever the loyal dog - was sitting far in the corner near his books and his violin...

both were looking like they had been through the wringer... and both were looking at him with worry...

"How are you feeling, little brother ?"

he felt as if he got stamped on repeatedly, every muscle in his body felt heavy... even talking felt hard... keeping his eyes open to look at his brother was harder than he imagined... and the more he tried to come up with a reason why it was like this, the harder his head bounded

"tired..."

Ivan's hand carded through his hair... the softest his brother had been in so long... he craved the touch and the softness so badly... he felt his eyes drift shut out of their own accord... and heard his brother's voice one final time before he surrendered to his tiredness

"Rest my child... you are safe..."

hours later, He came to again - more awareness flooding his brain this time - his brother was sitting by his side except that he was busy inspecting his violin...

"It has been a while since you last played for me... I am not sure what are you into these days but I remember you loved Vivaldi"

He looked at his brother in puzzlement as he sat up in bed... he was still tired, his body still ached... and his limbs felt heavier... Perhaps he came down with something... his lack of awareness about what had happened was starting to irk him .... and there was the million-dollar question, why was his brother playing nurse with him...

"aren't you busy brother ?"

Ivan looked at him for a second before he tucked the violin back into its case and set it back on the desk...

"I don't see your leashed dog... Is he probably peeing outside ??"

He was bitter... angry... he had no idea what was going on around him... and his brother was acting weird...

"He is running an errand for me... "

"an errand you say ?? what kind ??"

Ivan huffed... he too seemed to be tired... at the end of his patience...

"What's the last thing you remember, brother ?"

he thought hard before answering that question... his mind failing to provide him with anything useful.

"I was going out of the club... and then nothing..."

Ivan's hand tightened into a fist but he kept quiet... he seemed to be struggling to get his anger under control... whatever had happened must have been awful enough to enrage his brother, who was known for his cold exterior...

"You were kidnapped, little brother..."

His eyes widened... that couldn't be true now... could it be? he remembered the prickly sensation in his neck...

"What ?! How?!!"

"They drugged you... heavily... it almost killed you... One of the men managed to warn Kamol and me of what happened, they took you after you fell unconscious, and when they tried to revive you, you were unresponsive... it scared them... they couldn't try to talk to me with you dead... so they left you in an abandoned warehouse, hoping that it would appear as an accident of some sort... the fuckers.... we found you but you were almost gone, the dose they gave you was too much... the doctor barely managed to pull you through... "