Unwanted Obsession

9. Xavier

I don't have a brother. Only my younger sister. I only knew the guy cause he seems to be the one my Red is 'in love with'. Tch. Bullshit. He's annoying. He had dandruff forming in his hair. He's broke I'm guessing from the way he was looking at my car. All him and Luke have done is good hands. I know how much it annoys Red, I've seen through the camera how much he questions himself and becomes insecure because nothing happens. It killed me. What a prick.

I get in my car and start to drive back to my house. Has he gotten up yet? I get my phone out to check the cameras. Jesus. It's 10 am how isn't he awake? I put my phone down and just drive faster. Is he sick? Is he awake but just too tired to get up? Is he still upset from last night? Did I scare him? What's going on!? Cmon Red! Just get up! Please say you're okay!

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As soon as I get back I grab the duffel bag from the backseat and run into the house while through the strap over my shoulder. I run through the massive mansion. The stupid basement is the furthest away from the front door. Shit I didn't even lock my car. But who cares!? Something could be wrong with Red!

I run past my mother and she nearly gets knocked over from me running past her. I hear her scream at me. "XAVIER!" I ignore it. I keep running all the way to the basement. Call me crazy. I don't care. He needs me...HE FUCKING NEEDS ME!

As soon as I get to the door that leads to the stairs to the basement my eyes widen as I see my dad leaning against it. I quickly change my facial expression to hide my shock. He stares at me, eyes furrowed. His stupid stubble glaring at me. Honestly that should be offensive to the whole human race. "Xavier, care to explain why the basement is locked?" Fucking asshole.

He must've gone down to try see why I was down there so much. Thank God Luke didn't act up. Or I'd be dead. "You invading my privacy, old man?" I spit out, he's such a fucking prick. He doesn't deserve to breath at this point. He pushes himself off the door. "Watch your tone, I'm still your father." He says. He looks at my duffel bag and raises an eyebrow. "What's in the bag?" He asks.
"None of your business." I snap back. Causing him to just roll his eyes and stare at me.
"Xavier. Tell me now or else you're grounded, you're still seventeen." Of course, use my age against me. How original. I sigh before answering.
"Just some clothes I got." Not a lie so the truth can work sometimes, but only sometimes. He sighs before putting his hand out. I raise an eyebrow at him but he just hardens his glare. The fuck?

"Key, Xavier." He says coldly. Shit. Did Lydia snitch? That little brat! How fucking dare she! "Xavier. Key. Now." Jesus. I hate him so much. I sigh in defeat as I hesitantly get the key out my pocket and hand it to him. He nods and open the door before walking downstairs to the basement causing me to follow. I'm dead...he'll have to die if he finds out. I have nothing on my right now...downstairs I'll just have to take one of Luke's pencils and stab it through my fathers throat.

We reach the bottom and he puts the key in and then opens the door. There's a loud creak. My eyes widen once the door fully opens...wheres Luke? My father raised an eyebrow as he walks in and looks around. "So you're really living down here, son? I get why you said it's colder." He says. I just nod so he can leave quicker. He sighs before shoving the key into my pocket. "Sorry for getting into your business. Again." He walks away and up the stairs. I watch from the bottom until I see the dork at the top close.

I let out a sigh of relief before closing the door to the basement and locking it before walking further into the room. I chuck the duffel bag onto the bed. Where's Luke? That's all that I need to know. Suddenly the door to the bathroom opens and I look over and there he stands. His hair isn't wet...did he hide? He doesn't say anything. Instead just looking down. What the fuck? Is he okay? I walk over and grab his wrist before pulling him into a tight hug.

"...do you trust me now?" He asks...what? He missed out on a chance to escape. Just to earn my trust? What's going on? I sigh as I tighten my grip around his waist.
"Why? Why did you do that, Red?" I ask. He looks down, not answering. Making me a little pissed off. I grab his jaw and tilt his head up to make eye contact with me. He's gonna answer. No matter what.

"...I don't know." Tch, he's lying...wait...he isn't fiddling with his T-shirt though...that's his tell...he seriously doesn't know why he hid instead of took a chance to get away? That's annoying. Though he does have habits of doing things without thinking.
"Did you read the note?" I let go of his jaw.
"...yeah I was gonna get in now." Good, he's always been good with following orders. "D-do you wanna..." He stops. Do I wanna what? Honestly, I love how shy he is at times, but sometimes it's annoying.

"Spit it out, Red. I can't read your mind despite how much I'd love to." I loosen my grip. He stays quiet. Jesus he really loves to build suspense, then as well that's what makes him unique and probably a reason I love him. Then as well I'm worse with suspense and all that jazz.

"...get in with me?"