I'm in love with my brother

We've Been Caught

Ash's POV
As I walk down the stairs I refuse to meet my brothers eyes blushing I make my way to Dylan, but he has Logan in his lap so I go and sit with Jake. I hesitantly lean in to snuggle him, and I'm happy when he puts his arms around me, "hi." He whispers I giggle a "hi" back to him he laughs, but stops when a throat is cleared looking up a man along with Blake is in the door way of the living room. Blake smiles at us, "boys this is Mr. Black he here because some one called saying they thought we are a-abusing Ashton and Logan." The shock on our faces is imitate.

Mr. Black smiles at us, "hello I just want to talk to Ashton and Logan privately I'm sure nothing is happening  it's just a precaution" we nod moving to stand up as he motions us to follow him. ' who called? Why Logan? Have they hit him too?' I can't stop these thoughts from moving through my head as we walk into the dinning room. We all sit down Logan and me on one side Mr. Black on the other, "now boys I want you to know that what you say to me is safe, but I will have to act if it's harming you," he smiles at us pulling out a note pad, "okay have any of your brothers ever hit you?" "No." we both answer he nods righting something down, "Ashton how did you get that cut on your head?" I blush because it was my fault, "Luke and he were messing around, and I fell hitting my head on the desk." he nods with a small smile, "Logan we've gotten reports that you have bruises on your back what happened with that?"

This goes on for an hour till he says, "I've been avoiding this question, but I have to ask have any of your brothers ever touch you sexually?" That makes me freeze, "no" Logan states casually then looks at me I shake my head with a blush. Mr. Black stands up, "okay that's it." He walks out i'm guessing to talk to Blake.

I sit there staring at the wall confused on who would report my brothers 'I know it wasn't Dylan he's the only one I told about this' jumping i turn to see Tristan with his hand in my shoulder "you okay?" He asks worried I nod "Ya just surprised." I smile up at him which he returns, "we have to talk about what we starred up stairs before we got distracted." He smirks at my blush , but I nod letting him lead me up the stairs.

They hate me. I know they do, but why would Dylan tell them? I trusted him, and he told them why? Why would he betraye me? I start to quietly cry. My best friend, my protector... why?

I try to keep quiet, but I hiccup gaining Tristan's attention  he kneels in front of me grabbing my face between his hands, " what's wrong babe?" He brushed my tears away with the pad of his thumbs. I sob, but manage to get out, "d-d-did D-Dyl-Dylan t-t-tell y-you?" He sighs nodding his head

"NO!" I scream turning around, but he wraps his arms around my waist causing me to start thrashing while screaming,  "NO!" footsteps rush up the stairs and from down the hall as I keep screaming.

"What's wrong?!" Dylan yells as he reaches the top of the stairs to see me freaking out, "You told them! You told them!" I yell at him, "I trusted you! You asshole! I hate you!" I can't feel guilty for the look on his face.

The sadness, the guilt, the loss of light in his eyes when I say those three little words his bottom lip trembled as he says, "Ash I had to Luke already knew, and they were going to find out anyway," he takes a deep breath, " I-you were getting hurt and I couldn't do anything." I stare at him tears slowly drenching my cheeks I just stare.

Dylan moves to grab me, but I press more into Tristan with a whimper everything gets dizzy and I start to lose breath as I feel my eye close, and my body slump into darkness falling into Tristan.

Third person PIC
Rushing to take Ash out of Tristans harms Dylan held him to his chest while crying whispering into Ashtons ears, " I promise." Over and over, but promising what? Dylan doesn't know all he does know.

He walks to Ash's room ignoring the sorrow filled stares from the brothers he shuts the door with his foot and lays his little boy down.

Sitting with his back to the head-board Dylan pulls Ashton to lay his head on his chest while he cries.

Dylan cries for his guilt, for his sorrow, and for his baby. The boy who ad been their for him no matter how hard things get. Who has loved him like no other can, the boy who can make his day light up from one look, and the boy who holds him when he needs to.

'I was ment to protect him to make sure he was safe, and I ruined it he hates me' Dylan thinks as he starts rocking them kissing his little boys hair, " I promised I'd keep you save, but I had to tell them so they could help you. I'm so sorry, but  I can't watch you get hurt anymore."