My Brother's Fiancé

Chapter 9

Kate's POV

After we finished eating, Jared took the bowls and spoons down to the kitchen leaving Noah and I.

"Noah?" I spoke.

"Yeah?" he responded.

"Lie down with me please?" I asked.

He nodded his head and started approaching. Having laid next to me, I immediately wrapped my arms around him and tangled my legs with his.

"I miss you," I said softly.

"I miss you too," he replied and I kissed his cheek.

After a moment of silence, I finally popped the question. 

"Why'd you leave me here? Why didn't you take me with you?" I asked.

"I.. I wanted to. I really did. But you were too young to understand," he explained.

"Tell me now. I'm not little anymore. I believe this time, I will understand," I said with determination.

"I couldn't care for you. You said it yourself that I had nothing when I left. What more for you? I didn't want you to starve and be envious of other kids because they had things you didn't have. I didn't want you to have a sad childhood. I wanted you to live it with no worries," he explains.

"I understand. Thank you so much Noah. I love you," I whispered feeling my eyes getting heavier.

"I love you too Kate," he whispered and kissed my temple.

And with that, I slowly drifted off to sleep. 

-Next Morning-

I woke up finding myself isolated in bed. Guess Noah left. 

Sighing, I got up and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.

Having changed and feeling refreshed, I exited my room for the kitchen downstairs.

Entering, I immediately spotted my dad at the head of the table, having a sip of his coffee and keeping an eye on my mom. Moving my gaze away from him, I found Noah and Jared having a peaceful breakfast and focusing their attention on their food, not interacting at all. Hmmm... Weird.

Sighing.. again, I approached my dad for a kiss, moving to my mom, then Noah. For Jared, well.. I smiled at him. 

"What's up?" I asked once I had my food in front of me.

"Nothing much. Well, since you know your true identity, we should get you training. How's that sound?" my dad said.

"Um.. okay? When?" I asked curious.

"How are you feeling this fine morning?" my dad changed the subject.

"Fine I guess?" I replied confusion written all over my face.

"Then, you start today," he replied.

"Jared would you mind if you train her?" my dad asked shifting to face Jared. 

"Um.. Dad? Why him? Can't Alex like train me instead?" I asked.

Jared's eyes connected with mine and there was something in his eyes I couldn't comprehend, before turning and answering my dad.

"I don't mind at all. Is there a specific place you want us to train?" Jared asked and completely ignored my question.

"All up to you," my dad responded going back to his coffee.

"Okay," Jared replied.

Finishing my breakfast, I ran upstairs and changed into.. well.. sweats, a  baggy t-shirt, and running shoes. I don't have activewear because the school gave us clothes for sports and I didn't need activewear at home. Except the shoes though. We had to get our own. So...

Heading down to the kitchen, I grabbed a water bottle and went to the backyard assuming that's where we'll be training.

Stopping in my tracks by the door, I see, in all his glory, Jared fucking Harris with his back facing me.

Suddenly, someone pulled me to the side, causing my eye raping to stop. Woah.. Did I just say I was eye raping him? Fudging shizzling shizzles. 

"What are you wearing?" Noah said irritated at me.

"What's with the tone? God..." I asked matching his tone.

"That's not what you're going to wear," he stressed.

"And why not? They're my clothes," I retorted.

"Come with me. I have clothes for you," he grabbed my hand and dragged me to his room. Well, the guest room.

"Why do you have clothes for me?" I asked confused.

"I still haven't unpacked some of your presents," he said.

"Oh.," I said.

Entering his room, I see clothes everywhere and he goes straight to digging in his luggages. I only his luggages around though.

"Aren't you sharing this room with Jared?" I asked.

"No. Why?" He said.

"Just asking," I replied with confusion. Rather not ask then.

Springing up with an outfit, Noah said "Here!" with excitement.

Looking at the outfit, I noticed that the shorts were way too short for my liking and he gave me a sports bra instead of an actual shirt.

"Noah," I said.

"Well, put it on," he said.

"Um.. no..," I said giving him the 'WTF' look.

"What you mean 'no'?" he asked annoyed.

"These show too much skin for just training," I complained.

"Just wear them for me," he dragged.

"No," I said.

"I won't give you the rest of your presents if you don't wear that for me," he said with a smirk.

"You.. Argh! Fine!" I surrendered.

When I was finished changing, Noah followed me downstairs. When we were about to go through the door that leads to the backyard, he said, "Enjoy," and pushed me.

"You finally showed up," Jared said looking at me with his hands on his hips.

Pray for me.