Right But Wrong

Chapter 11

I had been in this place for 18 days and truthfully it wasn't as terrible as i thought it would be. Of course i hadn't forgiven dad for everything yet, i wasn't even close to doing so, but that didn't stop me from feeling somewhat safe here. The wildlife was gorgeous to look at and everyone was so kind and willing to help. Well i say everyone, but in reality Aeson, Xaden and Kay seemed to hate me more than a bear eating all their honey, i don't know what i ever did to them as it's not like i choose to be put here but it was obvious they blamed me for something. Cameron wasn't great either, one moment he hated me and the next moment he was treating me like royalty and i was honestly sick of it.

Deciding to confront him about it, i finally built up the courage to go to his room. Before i could knock more than twice the door swung open. "what?" he glared down at me. Why did they all have to be so damn tall?

"We need to talk." I tried to look intimidating but by his smirk i was sure i had failed.

"Oh do we now? And what is it you want to talk to me about dearest sister?" The mockery in his tone was so obvious even a kid could understand it.

"You can't keep doing this! Treating me like you want me here one moment and the next acting like I'm an annoying peice of gum under your shoe" He was frustrating me more and more by the second.

"You wanna know the difference between you and a peice of gum? The gum knows where it belongs" What? Suddenly i was in his room, pinned up against his wall "you however need to be taught" His eyes felt like they were burning holes through my own.

"The fuck do you mean by that.?" I tried my best not to yell at him, glaring at him.

"Language Piccola ossessione" Why was he mocking me so much? What did i ever do to him? Trying to get past him, he pinned my wrists above my head "ah ah~ you said we needed to talk. So go ahead, talk"

"Let go of me first." I couldn't think straight if he was towering over me, but instead of moving he simply looked at me with the smirk that him and his brother's shared. "this isn't fair. your messing with my head. If you don't like me then stay out of my way."

"I'm messing with your head?" He asked the question like what i was saying was absurd. "Have you thought about how your messing with mine? Having that innocent fucking smile, yet you couldn't be anything other than the opposite. Half of my brothers act like your an angel sent from above when in reality your a demon from below sent to mess with what was our perfection. And don't even get me started on Zoran. He sees you as his perfect little princess. I wonder what they would think knowing what's going on in that little mind of you." Every word he spoke felt like poison from a viper, as he stared down at me, dominating me with just a single look.

"I- I don't know what you mean" I stuttered, unable to feel anything other than nervousness.

"Really? You don't know what i mean?" He tilted my chin up, brushing his finger against my lips "So you haven't thought about your brothers naked" did he really just say what i think he did? There was no other explanation, other than he was insane, utterly insane.

"Your crazy." I tried to take a step back but it only pushed me further against the wall.

"crazy am i?" his hand moved to my throat, wrapping around it, making me struggle to breathe.

"y- yes" I managed to struggle out, clawing at his hand, but it only seemed to push him further.

His mouth went to my neck, his lips slightly brushing against it as he whispered in my ear "The only crazy one here is you. Crazy with the way you think your welcome. Crazy with the way you make everyone fall under your spell." His hand tightened around my throat "and crazy for putting yourself in a house with beasts who would love to devour you".

"Why are you being like this?!" I demanded an answer, hating how I was being treated. My life before was bad, but maybe this was much worst.

"Why? Because Piccola ossessione, you don't belong here. All you are is a gold digger that thinks my dad owes you something, well news flash princess, he doesn't." Is that really what he thought of me? That I was some gold digger? That I choose to be put here?

"I didn't choose to be here! I'm here because I was forced to be, because my mum's dead and the court decided here's the best place. Clearly they were wrong!" Finally losing my temper, I practically screamed the words at him.

"Yell at me again Piccola ossessione"

"What? What the fuck are you-" before I could finish my words, he slammed his lips against mine. Trying to push him away, he pinned my wrists above my head, kissing me harder. It felt like I was his craving, and he finally got given a taste.

"You know why I've been giving you mixed signals? Because I crave you just as much as the next man. Because I'm not supposed to crave you, I'm not supposed to want you. Your my sister for fucks sake." He spoke the words as he pushed me against his bed, locking his door.

"I crave to be able to touch you, I crave to be able to kiss and mark you, I crave to be able to have you be mine. It's wrong Avery. I shouldn't be thinking this about you. If you were anyone else, anyone but my sister. I would claim you as my own, you wouldn't be able to sit down for a week" he continued as he gave me rough kisses "so don't question me again, because I promise you. If you do so, I won't hold back next time."

Finally he let me go and realisation finally dawned on me, making me run out of his room.

I had just kissed my brother, my very hot brother, but my brother. How fucked up was I.