Her House, My Rules

Chapter 48

"Did you hear that?" My voice destroyed my own mood and cursed my tongue from my upcoming sexual movements. "There's someone in the house," I whispered and forbade her to follow me. "Stay here," I ordered. Hazel's face was decent and attentive. "Lock the door, don't do anything until I come back." Her hands were shaking like violent earthquakes. Her voice measured the temperature of her silent fears, abruptly.

"Maybe it's the wind..." Hazel assured. "Hawk? What are you doing? Why are you holding a gun right now?" Her questions perpetuated my emotions to a different world. Hazel was asking too many questions.

"Stay here, Hazel..." I insisted. "I'll come back. I promise." I kissed her small forehead and closed the door after me.

My feet calculated each and every step, actively. I began to descend the stairs one by one and noticed that the kitchen lights were on. Someone was definitely in the house. I tiptoed from my original place to my final destination. My heart started to melt inside my chest as soon as my eyes laid on that imbecile that was examining a bunch of papers in front of him on the counter.

First of all, what are you doing here, Jack? It's three o'clock in the morning. Second of all, how did you get in? Do you even have a key to the house? Am I missing something? Jack, you're my brother and all but you can't just interrupt me when I'm about to get some from my baby girl. How am I supposed to have my own privacy when you're always around?

Damn, Jack.

"Jack?" I let out a deep sigh. "You scared me. I thought someone broke into the house." My tone refreshed his attention from a small distance. "What are you doing here?" I asked, jokingly.

"I didn't mean to scare you." He admitted, truthfully. "I thought you were sleeping but we need to deal with this situation first." His words clapped the seriousness in his tone. "Take a look."

"Jack, I'm really tired." I refused. "Do you know what time it is right now? Go to bed." I suggested, impatiently. "We can do that in the morning."

"Hawk, I don't think you understand." He exclaimed. "I might have a lead on Christian Hills." He reminded me of the prophecy letter. "We need to find out about the secret letter. You need to help me, I can't do this alone, Hawk. We need to stick together." He tried to convince me to stay by his side.

"Jack?" I shook my head side to side. "I was just about to make love to Hazel until you showed up and ruined everything." I played my melody of regrets in his ears. "It's your fault." I blamed him.

"I'm so sorry, Bro." He apologized. "The prophecy is real and you need to find out about your future. You need to know what's going to happen when you turn twenty-one. There's a reason why our mother wanted you dead before your twenty-first birthday. I don't even know who my father is. I want to find out about my past." He made some steps towards me. "Don't you want that also?" He placed me in a difficult situation. It was hard to decline his tempting offer.

"There are so many things I want to know, Jack." I started. "Examples!" I gestured. "Why do we have so many scars on our body? How did we get them? How can I hide them? Why didn't you tell me that we were brothers? Why now?" My questions tormented his mind with a felony of confusions. "What's going to happen in the future? Are we going to kill innocent people?"

"Hawk, I'm really sorry for keeping so many secrets from you but you have to understand that our mother forbade me to tell you the truth. She told me that it was for your own good. I didn't want to break Mother's heart. I loved her and you hated her for leaving you behind." He patted my back. "We need to find that letter as soon as possible. Hazel might be in danger and your baby can be a threat to this world. Who's going to protect them when I'm gone?" His words were sharp and selfish.