Thorns (Sequel to A Dozen Roses)

Chapter 14 The Mark

Chapter 14
Ty POV

I felt my heart stop as the car that held the man I called a brother flipped itself off the road and down a hill. I held my breathe and skidded the car to a stop, this was the plan I had to remember.

We would get Seto and get the hell out of here. That was the plan. Just get my brother out of that car and home where he would be safe.

I climbed out of the car with the others and headed for the car, just as Rob punched out his window and crawled out blood running down his forehead.

"Back passenger side!" He hollered to us, and Brice and I wasted no time sliding down the hill to the passenger side of the car. The window was cracked and shattered out so it was easy to drop down and crawl into it to get Seto's seatbelt off.

It took some team work but together we managed to move the uconsious Seto through the broken out window. My stomach was scratched to hell from the broken glass, but the bleeding was minor.

"Seto my poor baby.." Brice murmured slowly picking him up bridal style. "He needs a hospital Ty. He's covered in cuts and his heads bleeding, and he's so badly underfed."

Hospitals meant Doctors, which always asked questions. I'd have to make a call on the way to have our certain doctor meet us.

"If it's that bad. Get him to the car, I'm putting Jordan down." He nodded and headed for the car while I drew my knife sliding down the front seat passenger side.

Jordan Laid there barely conscious as he tried to put the airbags down. I chuckled at how he was the only one with an airbag. Stabbing a hole in it, the bag deflated only to make him come face to face with me.

"You...bastard." He spat blood dripping down his face from his nose. His seatbelt had scrapped his neck up and he didn't bother to turn his head to see me better.

I chuckled and held up my knife so he could see it. A shiny silver blade, made of real silver and a handle with ruby's all over it.

"Do you see this? I call her 'Redemption'" I smiled and twirled the knife, "Maybe you can redeem yourself one day...in hell!" I brought the knife forward and sunk the blade into his throat. He gasped and coughed up blood; I ripped the knife away the blood coating my weapon and my arm.

If he hadn't been so close to death already, I would have played with him. Made him suffer and bleed until his blood was the color of the car. But I didn't have time for that.

"Hey there's someone else in the car!" Adam called, and I stood up. Right Jordan had his own security of a sort. I proceeded to watch Adam and Rob pulled Ant from the backseat. He was conscious but badly injured.

I walked over and gave them a hand helping him over to our car. He didn't speak until we let him sit down.

"T-Thank you." He stuttered looking up at me. I smiled and patted the top of his head. I knew he wasn't a threat, he was terrified of us.

"We're gonna take you somewhere safe. Do you have a place to go? Or would you be alright with coming back with us." His eyes flickered to the car then back to me.

"I'd like to come back with you if that's alright. I don't have anywhere else to go." He spoke quietly but was confident enough to hold eye contact. He swung his legs into the car and I shut the door letting him be content with the quiet of the car.

"How's Seto?" I asked turning to Brice who had laid him on the trunk of the car. Brice flashed me a smile.

"From the car accident it only seems minor head trauma. From Ghost...I don't even wanna take his shirt off to look. He's underfed from what I can see though. We need to get him home." I nodded in agreement and climbed in the drivers seat.

Adam took the passenger seat and Preston was stuck in the middle between Brice,who had Seto on his lap, and Ant.

The drive home was long and quiet as no one dared to break the silence. We pulled in at the house and Isaac came racing out the doorway stopping at the end of the porch. I could see the hope in his eyes from here.

We all climbed out of the car and Isaac bolted off the porch and down to us wrapping his arms around Brice tightly.

"You guys were gone so long I thought he got you too..." Brice smiled tiredly and kissed his forehead.

"It took a little longer but Seto's home. We need to take him inside so you have to let go okay? Seto needs a doctor. " he reluctantly let go but followed closely behind Brice as we all hurried inside.

Everyone else met us in the living room.

"Set him on the kitchen table and strip him to his boxers. Lachlan you're the closest thing we have to a doctor, there are gloves in the first aid kit, just fuck bring the whole kit here." I ordered kicking off my shoes and pulling off my jacket.

Lachlan did as I ordered running down the hall to the bathroom and grabbing a large first aid kit. I had Adam take the twins to their room, but Isaac insisting on staying stating he could help. I actually wanted him to stay.

Seto was laid on the table and stripped down to his boxers. His chest and arms were covered in scars and scabbed over cuts. Burn marks covered his back and legs, and Christ he was missing a toe.

"We need to clean these wounds out and stitch them properly, I'll bandage his head. Wish I had an IV drink but I'll have to manage. Brice what's his blood type?"

"A Positive." I answered before Brice could, "Same as mine. I'll donate if we need it." Lachlan nodded and took a small pocket knife cleaning it before starting to peal the scabs off the large cuts to properly clean and bandage.

I stood on one side of the table, Lachlan across from me. Brice was by my side and Isaac up by Seto's head. He seemed to be staring intently at the bruising on Seto's next.

"asphyxiation." He said suddenly, drawing my attention, "The absence of oxygen into the body. He was repeatedly strangled until he was about to pass out, then allowed to breathe and the process was repeated.

"Isaac sweetie are you sure you wanna stay in here?" Brice asked softly reaching out to stroke his hair. Isaac swatted his hand away.

"Yes I'm sure. He's my dad and I'm an expert on torture and all things known about the human body. I'm the genius here, you are not. Don't speak to like I'm a child." Brice opened his mouth to retaliate against his child and to remind him he was only a kid, but Seto began to move.

"Hm?" Seto's eyes fluttered open and Brice leaned closer, "Brice..."

"I'm right here baby. You're safe now, we're home here in Germany. At yours and Deadlox's old house." He looked around a bit barely moving his head. He closed his eyes again.

"Everything hurts." He mumbled. Lachlan chuckled.

"I can tell, just hold still and I'll get you patched up okay?" Lachlan took a bottle off the counter behind him and poured two pills into his hand holding them to Seto's lips, "Just some Zyprexa it'll help you sleep like a rock so you don't have to be awake when we clean up your back." Seto opened his mouth slightly and swallowed the pills dry.

It took a few moment for him to fall into a deep sleep. He looked so peaceful, he'd look more peaceful if he wasn't covered in bruises and scars. I shook my head of the thought.

"Let's just get him patched up and cleaned up so he can rest peacefully." Lachlan nodded in agreement and we got to work.

His front side was easily fixed and we carefully rolled him onto his stop propping him up so there was no pressure on his chest.

I had to turn away at the site of his back and the mark that lay there. Branded into his back was a circle with the letter G in it. Right below that was something carved into his back.

Property of Ghost Banks Organization.

I could only stare at it long enough  to read it before I bolted for the kitchen, grabbing up the trash can and hurling up everything i'd eaten in the last two days.

That monster had branded my brother.

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Hey guys! Thanks for being so patient with me on this chapter! I made it extra long for you Guys as a thank you. Hope you enjoy!

~Ash