Soiled Seed

Chapter Three

CHAPTER 3

GIFT FROM LENIN

Hearn had been feeding me his left overs and made sure it wasn't chewed up already. He told me I was gaining weight and that I wasn't so Unhealthy looking. Relationship with Hearn was so good. I felt so happy. Like majority of the pain and suffering was gone. It only lasted while father was out.

I stood on the cold concrete floor naked face to face with Lenin. His eyes were on mine. Even though he was just looking at my face it still made me uncomfortable.

Lenin knows today is my birthday and I'm sure there was something on his mind. He looked like he was deep in thought, as if he was arguing with himself. To my relief he did nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Breakfast was fried rice with sausage. I got to sit on the ground beside Hearn. I ate from the same fork as he did. He would let me bite and then take a bite out of it himself. Hearn was like a god to me.

I couldn't help but feel Lenin stare me down all day. Tommy was normally on his phone talking to a new girlfriend he met. It's been two years since the argument. Lenin is 19, Tommy is 17, Hearn turned 15 and I am now 13.

When I looked over at lenin he only continued to stare at me. Licking his lips once in awhile. It still creeped me out but since I was so close to Hearn I didn't worry about it. Hearn would protect me. The corner of my lips turn up into a smile. Things were getting better.

The sun was going down and Hearn told me goodnight and happy birthday. Father was already in bed. I stood alone in the hallway outside Hearn's room. My fingers itching to go inside and lay down beside him, like a sleep over.

"Are you going to sleep outside his door too?" Lenin says just coming out of the bathroom. The towel hung loosely around his waist. I shake my head and back away from my half brother.

"..." I wanted to tell him good night, but my chest tightens and I couldn't say anything. Lenin wasn't as cruel as it made him sound earlier. The only time he had physically hurt me was the time he first gave me a bath.

"Why don't you use the shower," he says. "Then I won't wake you up in the morning, you'll already be clean." The words spilling from his mouth made my eyes water.

In a just 2 years two of my half brothers have started becoming nicer to me. Why has it taken them so long to treat me like this? Why had they hated me in the first place? Because, I was born from some other woman?

Lenin grabs my arm and drags me toward the shower filling the bathtub up again. I could see the steam from the heat of the bath. I was suddenly afraid again. I could only see the steam but what if he pulled it up with boiling hot water? I stare at Lenin eyes wide and shaking my head pleading.

"What? I'm not going to do anything. Take off your clothes and I'll be right back." He says. "Your clothes are starting to irritate my eyes."

He left me in the bathroom. My eyes wonder around the small room. It was so neat and beautiful. The tub still gave off steam so I slowly touch the water. I relax. It wasn't boiling hot, it was just a little warm. The bathroom door opened again and Lenin came in holding out a new pair of clothes. "Here." He wasn't looking directly at me.

I take the clothes and look at them. "You see, these are clothes I never wear, and I'm pretty sure dad won't care of I give you my clothes, it will be a bit too big and whatever." He mumbled.

I smiled at him and start undressing and slid into the nice warm bath. My lips curved into a smile to show him how happy I was. If only I had enough courage to tell him good night.

The next morning I wake up at four and there was no banging on the door. I had taken a hot bath the night before and now I was laying here staring into the darkness. My eyes flutter closed and I curl up into my blanket.

The door creaked open and I quickly sit up. Lenin was standing in the door way. He stood there for a couple of minutes before closing the door again. I shake off the rest of my sleep and notice I was still wearing Lenin's clothes which means everything that happened yesterday was real.

I made my way towards the stairs of the basement and froze. I could hear my father. He was shouting. I creek the door open to peek out. Lenin was standing in front of Father his head tilted down.

"That's right, I want to move." Lenin tells father. "And I want to take him with me."

"What makes you think you can tell me what to do?" Father spat at him. He reaches up as if to grab a hand full of Lenin's hair, like he usually does to me.

Lenin's shoulder shifted and his hand shot up grabbing father's wrist and bending it back wards. "Who do you think I am?"

Father grimaced and looked away. I could feel the tension from where I was standing. I've never in my life seen father so weak.

"You think I won't tell them?" Lenin whispered. Though I could still hear it. "I'm not even their real brother? Not even blood related."

Lenin, isn't...

"You're not my real dad, that woman isn't my real mom, so you can't tell me, what I can and can not do."

I couldn't see his face anymore, his back was faced to me. His shoulders were shaking, only slightly. His breathing was so heavy I could hear it from the other side of the room. The sound of soft footsteps came closer and Lenin moved back a couple of feet still facing Father.

Father was looking at the ground his arms at his sides. The look on his face was foreign to me. It was a mix of anger and.... Fear?

"Dad, lenin, what are you guys doing up so early? You both are going to give him a bath?" Tommy says coming downstairs with a yawn.

"Yes, I'm going to-"

"I've already let him use my bathtub." Lenin cut him off. "I'm letting him sleep in for once in his life." He added with attitude.

I could see that tommy was watching lenin with wide eyes. He was probably thinking the same thing I was.

Lenin was disobeying father.

I slowly closed the door and hurry to my blanket rolling it around me and watched the door carefully. I was waiting for the door to burst open. Waiting for father to come beat me to a pulp. It wasn't the first time.

I waited.

Nothing.

As I wait quietly I start to smell something wonderful. The smell of buttered pancakes and syrup. My mouth watered and I tried to ignore it.

Lenin has always scared me, so, should I be happy that he wants to own me completely or should I be scared? And what about Hearn? Will I ever get to see Hearn again?

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"Bring what you want." Lenin tells me handing a duffle bag over. I glance around at the few things I owned and put them in. It didn't even fill it halfway. I sling it over my shoulder and follow Lenin to the front door.

My heart was racing. I was leaving this place. It didn't feel so good to leave because I lived here all my life. Not only that but I'm leaving with Lenin.

"If I could go with you-" Hearn started but was shushed silent by Father, who stood near the door. He was holding it open for us. "Good bye, brother." He whispered making my stomach flip.

He called me brother.

He called me his brother...

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Author note;

HELLO.

So if you noticed I really made this family calm down.

It seemed too sad.

Hope you enjoyed the first 3 chapters. If you did I'm glad you like it and if you don't let me know what part you didn't like so I could become a greater writer.