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Chapter 18 (Aron)

Aron

Other than the sounds of our cutlery hitting our plates as we eat, there is no noise being let out. This is how it normally is in the family, this or my brother and father talk amongst themselves while I pretend to listen when really we all know I exclude myself from it. But tonight the air is different, the tension is heavy. The black eye and bruised lip still remain on my brother's face even though it's been 2 days since I beat him up. It's been 2 days since I agreed to be a double agent for Celestine, the plan was simple: get as much as evidence as I can.
Once we had that we would figure out how to fix a non-currupt judge. I don't know how that would happen but we would have to figure it out.
"Has she pressed charges yet?" Me and my brother's forks stop midway with food as we hear our father's cold voice.
"No father, and even if she did, you know I can handle it."
The smug look on my brother's face really tempted me to stab him with the silverwear in my hand but I refrained.
"You may be able to handle it, but it's different this time. There are apparent family members involved as I can see.

Well fuck-
my dad hasn't talked to me since he witnessed me beating my brother up over a girl. He's definitely referring to me.

"You don't have to talk indirectly. So I may have had a crush on her for sometime,It hurt my ego that he went for her. That's it. And he was pissing me off lately anyway so I took it out on him good, as we can see" the smirk on my face clearly pissed my brother off because the vein in his forehead was bulging. Hopefully him and my father believe my words- cause I really fucking don't.

"Is that all Aron? There is no more to this matter?" The tone suggested he was waiting for me to slip up, fuck no.

"That's all father, don't worry. It's just dumb sibling rivalry, though I cannot understand why he specifically had to choose the girl I was after, as if he did not have a whole list of girls to abuse." At that sentence my father's face showed he believed me, good.

"Thank you for the compliment brother. But there's something else about that girl, you pick well I'll admit. I mean she certainly has more than one enemy." His face revealed that there's so much more to that sentence, but I can't fucking figure out what. 'more than one enemy'? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

"More than one enemy?"

His smirk only widened at my interest. Fucktard.

"Well of course, I didn't put much effort into finding her. I'll tell you that much. But I must say, no matter what, she certainly does have a real good fucking ass-"

Before I could pounce on him for that statement my father loudly banged his hands on the table.
"That's enough!"  I've never seen him get angry for any lewd comments Alan passes, normally he laughs along so this surprised me.

"This girl you two are so obsessed with, remember she's just some bitch to fuck and throw. Do not let anything serious happen do you both understand?!"
I nodded in agreement with my father's words holding myself back from murdering the both of them. Although me and my brother were both surprised at how bothered father was about this.

"Father? What's the matter?" He didn't respond to Alan's question, immediately, rather contiplated what answer he would give.

"Aron, this girl, what does Hunter have to do with her?" Oh I see. That's why. It's a known fact my father has been trying to get into the good books of Alex's father for a while now, if both his sons mess with the girl that Alex wants, that may jeapordise everything he worked for. Well, maybe if I convince him I can make him talk to Alan. "They're together I think. Actually, they are together. Alex is very possessive about her. It's why I haven't done much knowing that his father wouldn't be happy if Alex went snitching on me." My father's face turned more serious than it ever was and realisation dawned on my brother as he heard my words. We're allowed to do pretty much everything. But the one thing we must never do : fuck up any of dad's deals.
If Alex is after the same girl that Alan is abusing, then Alan will be the one to pay because my dad will never let anything get in his way of being in Mr. Hunter's good books.

"Alan. Finish your dinner and meet me in the study. We need to talk" the look of slight terror reaches my brother's face as he realises how royally fucked he is. "Yes father." Well, maybe we can win this game. After all, it's politics and business, and that's the one thing I've been taught since I was fucking born. I wonder if my dad is going to throw this fucker of a brother off.

Your move Dad.