The Stolen Brothers

Chapter 7: First Word

Noah Pov

Eli hasn't been the same since he came back home from the court hearing he wouldn't eat anything, he barely sleeps, he wouldn't talk to me or Milo not even make eye contact with us.

Which is hard for me and Milo. We tried everything to make him talk to us. Milo has been breaking things because of it.

I sighed and got off the single swing set. I walked inside the house and sighed happily as the cool air hit me. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle.

"Hey Noah." I heard my dad say, I ignored him and took a sip of my cool drink. Still don't want to talk to me, that's alright." He said, as he leaned against the counter.

I began to walk away when he grabbed my shoulder making me stop moving. I looked at him with wide eyes, afraid that he'd hurt me.

He knelt down to my height. I closed my eyes and waited to be hit but never felt a thing. "Can you open your eyes for me please?" He asked me, and I opened my eyes.

"You know you can talk to me. I'm not like your step dad or mother. I would never hurt you." He said, I didn't know what else to do so I just nodded. He sighed and let go of my shoulder.

I then took off running to our bedroom and closed the door. I looked over at Eli who just laid in his bed staring at the ceiling.

"Eli, are you okay?" I asked him, no answer. I huffed and stomped my feet a little. "Eli answer me why aren't you talking to me?" I asked him, as tears came out of my eyes.

"Can you at least nod or shake your head when I ask you something?" I asked him, and he didn't do anything.

"Are you okay?" I asked again, after a couple of seconds Eli shook his head. I raised my eyebrows and smiled. "Did our step dad yell at you?" Eli shook his head again.

"Did you get in trouble?" I asked him, and he shook his head again. "Did they tell you not to talk?" Again he shook his head.

"Then I don't understand why aren't you talking to us?" Milo suddenly says, as he walks inside the bedroom. Eli sighed and I saw tears in his eyes.

"Because I'm a monster." Eli said, and our eyes widened. We didn't expect him to talk back. "Who told you that our step dad?" Milo asked him, and Eli shook his head.

"Milo I'm so sorry." He apologized to Milo, I looked at him confused then at Milo who also looked confused. "Sorry about what?" He asked Eli.

"You were only six." Eli said, then Milo's face turned pale. "Y-you didn't mean to Eli I forgive you." Milo said, and I just looked at them weird. What were they talking about?

"Yeah I did mean to I brought you to the bedroom didn't I I grabbed the toot-" Eli was interrupted by Milo. "SHUT UP!" Milo yelled, and then he started throwing stuff.

Glass was breaking and pages from books were scattered on the ground. "Eli stop it." I told him, as I tried to stop him from breaking something else. He pushed me away and I fell backwards onto the floor.

Then the door opened. I looked up and saw Cameron and Grace and their sons entering the room. Cameron walked over to Milo and quickly and gently took a lamp that he was gonna throw, out of his hands and placed it on the nightstand.

He then hugged Milo close to him and whispered soothing things in his ear as Milo tried to break free from him.

"Let me go, I hate you!" Milo shouted, as he started hitting Cameron in the chest. Cameron still didn't let go of Milo. "I said let go!"

Soon after thirty minutes Milo calmed down and was just laying in Cameron's arms. "Are you okay now?" Cameron asked him, and Milo nodded.

"Do you and Noah wanna help me bake some chocolate chip cookies?" Grace asked us, we nodded and followed her into the kitchen.