Adopted By Mr. Somerhalder (BOOK 1)

Chapter Fourteen

I woke up and Ian and Kyle were gone. I sat up and stretched. I got out of bed and went to my room. I decided to look on YouTube to see if RoadTrip, the band Russell was in, has posted anything about the death.

"What?" I asked myself as I saw a new video. It must be an old one that they saved for later on. I shrugged and changed and went downstairs. I got there and Kyle was sitting watching television. "Where's Ian?" I asked. Kyle looked up at me. "Oh, kitchen," he answered. I nodded and went to the kitchen.

"Charlie, come here," Ian said. I walked over to him and he hugged me. I was confused but hugged back anyway. Then, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," I said. Ian nodded and I went to the door. I opened it and saw Ryan and Russell? "Hey, Charlie," Russell smiled. "But, you're dead," I said. Then, Ian walked behind me. "Russell?" He asked. "Hey, Ian," he smiled.

I hugged him as tears fell from my eyes. "You died!" I sobbed. "No, no I didn't! It was fake! I never died!" He said looking at me. "H-how?" I asked tears still falling. "The police man who told you I died was fake. He was an actor! After that dad went to jail and I stayed hidden for a few days to make sure he was gone. I never left!" He told me. "Did you know?" I asked Ian.

"We needed Joseph in jail and a real reaction from you sold it. I'm sorry but, we needed too," Ian said. I looked at him betrayed. "I'm sorry Charlie," Ian said and took a step towards me. I backed away from him. "I trusted you! And you abused my trust!" I cried. "Charlie you need to understand this was for you!" He told me. I shook my head no. He took another step towards me and and ran up the stairs and to my room.

"Charlie!" I heard Ian and Russell yell up to me. I slammed my door and locked it as I slide down the wall and cried. "Charlie?" I heard Ian from the other side of the door after a knock. "Go away!" I shouted. "Charlie open the door," Ian said. "No!" I shouted. I heard him sigh before walking away. I pulled my knees to my chest and put my face in my knees and cried.

I heard the door handle jiggle before it opened. I looked up and it was Ian. "Go away!" I yelled and got up to move away from him. "Charlie come here," he said softly. I shook my head no and backed away until my back hit the wall. "Charlie," he said softly. I shook my head no. I tried to run past him but he grabbed me and held me to his chest. "No! I hate you!" I sobbed and pounded my fist against his chest to try to get free. "Shh, I know," he said and rubbed my back. I sobbed but quit hitting him.

"I trusted you!" I cried. "I know I'm so sorry! We needed to do this!" He said and he held me. I heard someone walk in and I felt someone rub my back. "Charlie, I'm so sorry," I heard Russell. I cried and held onto Ian tighter. "Please, look at me," I heard. I sniffled before looking at him. "Come here," he said and pulled me to him. Ian smiled at us before walking out and closing the door.

"I thought you were dead," I cried into his chest. He rubbed my back. "I know. I wish I had thought of another way but it was more believable if they found me dead and have the bruises made it look real," he said. I nodded into his chest understanding a little more.

"I love you so much, Charlie," he said. "I love you too, Russell," I said. "Brooklyn, Russell is dead remember?" He said with a smile. I nodded. "You are the best brother anyone could ask for Charles Evan," Brooklyn said kissing my head. "You are too, Russell Brooklyn," I smiled. "Lets go back downstairs," he said. I nodded and he wiped the tears off my face and kissed my head and we went downstairs.

We got there and Ryan was playing some kind of game with Kyle and Ian was no where to be seen. "Ian?" I asked. "Kitchen," I heard from the kitchen. I ran to the kitchen and he turned from the table and I crashed into his chest. "Woah!" He said regaining his balance and he rubbed my back. "I don't hate you!" I said as I hugged him. "I know baby!" He said and hugged me back. "I didn't mean it!" I said still upset. I felt myself being lifted and sat on the counter.

"Look at me," Ian said. I slowly looked up at him. "I know you didn't mean it. You were upset and I understand. I shouldn't have abused you trust. I'm very sorry for that. I love you so much, Charlie, you don't even know," he said. I nodded and hugged him again. "Why don't you go to the living room with the others while I make lunch," Ian suggested. I nodded and hopped off the counter and went to the living room. I ran over and jumped on Brooklyn who was sitting on the couch.

"Ohh, Charlie!" He groaned. I just smiled at him. He smiled at me and shoved me off his lap so I'm sitting next to him now. I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and he did the same. He smiled at me before poking my nose causing me to giggle. We sat and watch Coco while Rye played a game with Kyle and Ian made dinner. I was happy. I have my brothers and a dad who finally cares.

"I'll be right back," I told Brooklyn before getting up to go to the rest room. I went and my phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered.

"I'm coming for you,"

"D-dad?" I asked, frightened.

"Yes, and I'm coming back for you. You're gonna wish you were never born,"
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Thank you so much for reading Adopted By Mr. Somerhalder. The sequel is coming soon. It will be called Protected By Mr. Somerhalder.