Written in the stars ✨️

chapter 2: "family"

Wyatts pov.

The sun rays burst through the little opening in the curtains, striking me straight in my face as I groaned rubbing the sleep away from my eyes getting up. feeling the cold morning breeze I walked into my bathroom seeing my messy bed hair. I slowly turned on the water scooping the cold water into my calloused hands, washing my face unbothered from the cold touch. it was just like me at the end of the day. cold and emotionless. I peered through my hair that had fallen just over my eyes looking at myself huffing.

"today shouldn't be bad." I said to myself, my husky, deep morning voice on full display. I take a quick shower then walk too my closet wearing my normal outfit that consists of: black cargos, black fitted t-shirt, combat boots, black bombers jacket and my midnight black mask.

I walked out of my room seeing arrow, I nodded at him making my way to the kitchen. as I walked through the quiet house I heard my father talking to someone in the living room, I stopped in my tracks listening too the convocation.

"father, please. I'm 19, I'm old enough too take over, I'm ready for this." I recognized the annoying whiny tone. my brother. archer.

"not yet son, I do want you too take over, however. your not married yet. and being the boss takes a lot of responsibility, strength, emotion and wisdom. and you know damn well that your oldest brother isn't going to ever be good enough to take over. " my father said with venom on his voice. clearly hating the thought of me taking over.

I rolled my eyes not wanting to hear anymore and walked into the kitchen, my mother was there her back towards me, her copper red hair tied up into a bun on top of her head.

"hey son." ender said not turning around keeping a keen eye on the food she was cooking. "want some food before you go?"

"no thanks mom, I'm okay." I said as I sat on the counter in the middle of the kitchen, I sat silently watching her as my youngest brother came bounding in.

"oh I want some mom." arrow said a bright smile on his face.

the complete opposite to me.

our mom plated the food for everyone that wanted the food setting them on the table. as I got up too leave my father eyeing me up and down as I walked past, he grabbed my arm stopping me from walking as he said.

"not going to join the family?" Owen said with gritted teeth so no one else heard.

"why would I be in a family breakfast, when I've never been wanted there." I said with my cold tone staring directly into his eyes. gritting my teeth pulling my arm away. I heard his huff as I walked into the living room taking my phone out.

I sat on my phone looking over the information waiting for my brother to finish eating. once he did I stood up sorting my clothes out.

"lets go then." I said not looking away from my phone grabbing my car keys leaving through the front door, wandering towards my car unlocking it and getting in. once my brother was in I started the car and drove of too the nearby forest 20 minuets away.