The Search for Hundreds

5_soothing tantrums

Zephyr pulled into his driveway instead of Edison's as he slammed the gear shift to park. They both sat in silence as Zephyrs angry breaths filled the air.

"Did you know he wasn't dead?" He muttered staring straight ahead at the modern, beautiful house he lived in. Edison looked over at Zephyr as his hands clenched the steering wheel.

"I would've told you if I knew. I had no clue." Edison whispered then spun his nose ring around. The car was silent for awhile until Zephyr lashed out.

"God dammit." He shouted slamming on the horn. Edison knew the Davidson family enough to know that his parents were 100% not home. But he could guarantee the babysitter was with Cecelia, his 5 year old sister.

"Stop. You're gonna wake up Cece." Edison spoke sternly and shoved his hands off the wheel before turning the Jeep off. Zephyr was breathing so heavy that his whole body was shaking.

"Get our of the car." Edison demanded and Zephyr flicked his menacing gaze over to him.

"How's the head, pussy?" He spit shoving his door open.

"It's gone." Edison spoke. It was a fact. His headache was gone not even a trace of it was left. As soon as he left the yard, it stopped.

"Well isn't that just fucking convenient." Zephyr growled and slammed the door shut before he stalked up to his all glass door. Edison ran a hand through his blonde hair before following after him.

The Davidson's always hired a young, beautiful babysitter. Probably to get Zephyr laid. That's really how his family worked. When his mother became pregnant with his sister, she cried. She cried for days because she wasn't planned and they were supposed to be done. But now they have Cece. Who was a literal angel. But that angel was not being raised by her parents, but instead by her big brothers. Now that Presley is gone, it was just Zephyr.

"Zephyr," the girl said then stood up from the couch as he stormed in, "hey. She's asleep in her room".

This babysitter went to the same private school as the boys and Edison was pretty sure her name was Amina. She has long brown hair and a nice curvaceous body yet Zephyr didn't spare her a single glance. Guaranteed he didn't even know her name, or the face.

He instead walked right passed her and up the stairs to Cece. She longingly looked after him as his long legs carried him up the marble steps two at a time. Edison followed shortly after him and into the elegant house.

"Sorry about him. He's chemically imbalanced. Here's the check." Edison spoke and handed her the pre-written checks made out by the Davidson's for $300 a night. Edison looked at the amount and rolled his eyes. The Davidson's really did the most when it came to people and pleasing them with their money.

"Uh, thanks." She frowned and snatched the check before leaving the house. Edison had a hard time not snapping at her rude attitude to the man who was kind to her.

"Zephyr." Edison spoke as he walked up the marble steps in hopes of finding him somewhere in this giant house.

"Jesus." He sighed as he checked all the rooms. But as he looked down the hallway and saw the soft pink glow coming from one of the rooms, he knew it was Cece's and he knew Zephyr was in there.

The love he had for his little sister was unlike anything he'd ever seen.

As Edison walked towards the pink glow, he heard soft voices floating from the room then a little laugh.

"Was she nice?" Zephyr asked as Edison walked into the doorway. Zephyr was laying on the bed with her, both of them looking up at the fake stars she had pasted on her ceiling.