Controlled

Chapter Three

Luke and Beau hadn't mentioned my encounter with Harry to me; they knew I was forced against my will. Didn't change the fact that they were pissed off, and when my brothers get angry; they all get angry. We arrived home in a matter of minutes, Luke was speeding all the way home ignoring my pleas for him to slow down. My brothers become blind with rage; they would never intentionally hurt me though. Luke pulled up to our large house; expensive cars were littered outside and in the drive way. He opened his door and then opened mine; at this point I was scared.

"Em, get out!" He yelled at me. I wanted to get out but my legs wouldn't move.

"Luke, bro. You're scaring her. Do you really think she'd speak to 'em in her own freewill?" Beau spoke, gently picking me up from the back seat. He pulled me out of the car, slinging my backpack across his shoulder and grasping my hand. Luke sighed, seeing how scared I was. He gave me a big warm hug.

"I'm sorry for yelling, Em. He just made me really angry" Luke explained. I wrapped my arms around his slim torso, tightening my grip.

"I know Luke. It's okay" He sighed and let go, taking my other hand in his. The twins walked me up to the front door, though they stopped before opening the door.

"Kye and Dylan are going to be pissed, Em. Just a warning." Beau told me. I nodded in response; I was expecting them to be angry. A member of another gang had practically threatened me. I just hope they wouldn't tell Dad; he would kill Harry. As much as he angered me, there was something about him. Something more... mysterious even. Something inside me wanted to know Harry on a personal level, though every bone in my body was screaming at me to run from him. After a few deep breaths Luke opened the door, walking in after me. We found Kye and Dylan in the lounge room watching T.V. Their tattoos on their arms stood out against the white leather couches. Kye was sprawled out comfortably on the couch on the right hand side as Dylan was sitting up with is left ankle placed on top of his right knee on the couch placed against the north wall. They both turned their heads to look at us at the same time. Luke and Beau still looked angry, and I obviously still looked scared as my two older brothers were by my side in an instant.

"What happened?" Kye growled to Luke as he captivated me in his large arms.

"Harry fucking Styles happened, mate." Luke replied, speaking Harry's name as though it were trash. Kye and Dylan tensed at the mention of his name. Kye released me to look into my eyes.

"Em, if he laid one fucking finger on you, I will kill him." Kye threatened. I vigorously shook my head watching Kye's reaction.

"No, no, no, Kye. He didn't touch me." I lied smoothly. Why was I protecting Harry? He meant nothing to me. His stupid gang are the reason my mother's not here with us. "He just spoke to me." I continued. Kye didn't look pleased at the mention of Harry speaking to me.

"What did the bastard say to you, Princess?" Dylan questioned.

"He just asked me what my name was, so I lied and said it was Katie. But then he said my full name and told me not to lie." I took a deep breath in, trying to be brave. "And then he said something about Mum." I left out the details of what he had said, but I had given them the basics and that was all they really needed. My brothers just watched me intently, trying to see if I was hurt or if there was something I wasn't telling them. I played it cool, breathing slowly and trying not to play with my fingers too much. Kye was the first to break the silence.

"You're moving schools." He decided. I looked at him in shock. I loved the school I went to. I liked the school, the classes and the teachers. I didn't like the students but there wasn't really much to like.

"Wh-what? Why?" I stuttered looking for the right words.

"Because if members of The Devils go to your school they'll never leave you alone. You need to move schools; somewhere nobody knows you." Kye explained. There was no point in arguing; once Kye makes his mind up there's no changing it. I nodded in agreement.

"What do we do, Kye?" Beau asked, pointing to Luke and then to himself.

"You can either stay at school or drop out. Not like you two do much work anyways." Kye said.

"What about Em? Who'll protect her at school?" Dylan questioned, worried.

"We'll walk her in and walk her out. People know who we are so they wont mess with her." Kye explained like it was the most simple thing in the world.

"Sounds good" Luke commented.

"Course it does. I said it." Kye joked. I giggled at him and he pulled me in for another hug.

"I just want to keep my baby sister safe. If anything ever happened to you, Em. I don't know what I would do." Kye whispered in my ear. He was twenty-two but extremely family oriented. He was close with us all; I was close with all my brothers. I love them all to bits.

"I know, Kye. I love you" I whispered back.

"I love you too, Princess"

---------------------------------------------------- aye!

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