Chapter 3: Running from the Truth

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We had a great, warm breakfast made by Lysander and Mom, together. "I haven't had such great food in a while!", Dad exclaimed and we would laugh at his remarks and jokes. It took my mind off of my dreams, but I still had an uneasy feeling that something was going to happen. Maybe it was just me, so I gave it no mind.

Mom had planned the whole day out and Lysander would hang out with his friends until 4. Then we would take a drive, have a nice dinner outside in a fancy restaurant before coming back home with a cake to end the day with giving Lysander presents.

"Wanna play some Kart racing?!", Lyova exclaimed excitedly as he turned on the TV. Lysander was out with his friends and we were lazing at home. "Ok, Lets play!", I replied excitedly.

After playing for about an hour, I headed upstairs to our room to get some snacks.

"Edwin, please! I've had more than enough of this nonsense! That boy is nothing but trouble! Don't think that I don't know what's going on! I don't care what you do, but please don't drag my sons into it!", I hear Mom yelling at Dad inside their room.

"Michelle. You know I've told you this before. He's a part our family now. He's my responsibility. Lysander and Lyova see him as their brother so why is it so hard for you to accept it? It's been so many years already", Dad's voice resonates in the room.

Were they talking about me? I quickly made my way to my room, confused as to what I just heard. So I really wasn't their biological son.

I quickly grabbed some snacks and ran back downstairs. We continued to play games and I used it as a distraction for what I heard. Lysander returned at 3:40 pm, and it was clear he had a couple drinks, but he wasn't drunk, he could hold his liquor.

So Dad drove us to the mall first and bought Lysander a suit, then they went to look around the brewery, while Mom and Lyova looked through the clothes store and game store. I just followed them, feeling like an awkward third wheel.

After that we went to dinner, where Dad continues to ask us about our everyday life, and Mom stayed silent. I tried my best to eat everything I ordered, despite my lack of appetite.

"Cyan, you're awfully quiet today. Is something bothering you?", Dad asks after we drop off Mom to get the cake. We're sitting in the car waiting for her. "I'm just tired", I say trying to evade any suspicions. "H—", Lyova starts to say something and I stop him by grabbing his arm. He gives me a look and I shake my head to tell him not to say anything. He looks upset, but agrees.

"Something wrong?", Dad asks and I shake my head, "No".

Mom returns to the car with the cake and we head home. At home, we prepare the cake and present our gifts to Lysander.

"Thank you, Lyo and Thank you Cyan. I appreciate the thought and the gifts. But you know you two really didn't need to get me a gift", Lysander thanks us after opening his presents and gives us a warm brotherly hug.

As Mom cuts the cake, I can still tell that she is ignoring me. Lysander drinks some champagne which Dad brought and Lyova and I drink apple cider.

"Do you have a girlfriend yet, Sander?", Lyova asks suddenly when the three of us are left in the kitchen alone. Lysander chokes on his champagne and falls into a fit of coughing.

"That's for me to know. None of your business", Lysander manages to reply coolly.

"Hmm....Suspicious", Lyova smirks at him and I laugh.

"Well then, do you two have girlfriends yet?", Lyova froze and it was now my turn to choke and threw a fit of coughs.

The question was unexpected. We always joked with each other as brothers usually do, but for me it was always talking about them. I wasn't used to being asked or referred to.

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