7 chapter 6

*Knock*Knock*Knock

Hearing the sound of three hard knocks Zvei furrowed his brows his gaze locked onto the small male in front of him. The hand, gripped around the boy's delicate jaw lighten, unsure of who it could be at his door his eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't remember anyone coming home last time he checked.

He stands up, leaving the bathroom and walks to the bedroom door opening it just to see a silk nest of brown hair. "Damien." It was no one but his older brother. Who was surprisingly at his door. But Why? "What happened?"

"Zeke."

Zvei casually leans against the doorway. "What about Zeke?"

Damien sighed. "Zeke is coming home soon."

Zvei right eye slightly twitched his jaw clenched then unclenched. "Soon as in how soon?" Zvei was developing a bad feeling at the moment. He hated his brother Zeke.

"Soon as in tonight. And that's not it either."

'There was more... Just. Fucking. Great.' he snickered. "So I'm gonna take a wild guess and say that everyone is coming home so unexpectedly."

"Yes. They should be here within the week."

A deep meaningful silence passed between the two. Both of them carrying the same thoughts about their families. Their brothers were coming home which ment loads and loads of chaos. But it also ment fun for Zvei. And a change of plans for him as well, which made him suddenly laugh. Laugh long and hard. "So what do you suppose we do now? Hmmm....? What's the plan for them?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that. Being that you found yourself a new toy. And may I say the boy is as pretty as a diamond. Which means....."

"I'll have to worry about them."

"Well some of them." Demien nods with an light smirk. "You already know I don't want anything to do with your toy."

"That's because you know if you did. I'd kill you."

He chuckles his hair bobbing to the left. A soft smile pulling on his lips as he looks at his brother. "No..... that's because I'm not interested." He steps forward. "But believe me when I tell you if I was. He would already be mines."

"Are you threatening me brother?" He raised an eyebrow.

Demien waved a hand away. "Of course not. We have the same thing in mind here. You want fun. And I want to be entertained."

Zvei nods. "Sounds about right."

"As we know, I'm not against everyone unlike you of course. But there are those that I feel should reap what they so."

"I couldn't agree more. But what are you getting at here. Usually I'm the one who plots out everyone's deaths and downfalls. I hate to assume but I'm going to assume that your words are an invitation to join me in what I have planned."

"Maybe. Maybe not, that's if we can get passed them first." He nodded his chin forward, directing the attention behind his little brother making Zvei turn around to face the window where he could see two small flashing lights from a red car getting nearer as it pulls through the front gates and up the long driveway.

Zvei hissed lowly. "Fuck!"

They were coming home today. How in the hell could he forget that. His shitty ass boring parents were back. To ruin his fun. Well what do you know, that wasn't something knew. Or better yet he could use that to his advantage to toy with them.

When he thought of fucking with them he ment his farther. The snizzy old bastard that didn't necessary agree with his plane field of work but his mom loved it. But still he hated his parents with a passion he didn't love them he couldn't love them he couldn't love anything really. And that's what made everything so damn fun.

He nodded slowly, inwardly smiling to himself. "Well your right about that. Them being here changes.... everything."

"That doesn't mean it changes your plans in general. You just have to make sudden arrangements that's all. And what brother would I be if I didn't help you."

"You would be an non scheming brother if you were to stay out of everything." Zvei said matter a factly, lightly laughing.

"But what fun would that be. You and I both know it's a win win situation for the both of us. You want fun and I want to be entertained. You hate being bound by rules and so do I. We both will stop at nothing to get what we want."

"And what exactly do you want?" Zvei voice was brimming with coldness the cool calm and collected look he had on his brother changed into a dark murderous glare. His dark blue eyes were completely emotionless. "You can't really think I'm a fool now do you. You want to work with me?" He shook his head. "You and I both know that you would go to any length and down any path as long as you could get your fair share of entertainment. Including even going against your morals to join father and mother or even Jasper, Nathaniel, Elliot or Lewis. The people who hold all your hatred. You'd join them if it ment you'd get to see some action. And you'd betray me, play me like fiddle, wouldn't you..... brother?"

"As if you wouldn't do the same for your 'fun.' You're less of a saint as I am when it comes down to betrayal. Out of us all your the worst, on multiple accounts you've tried to kill us all, including me."

"Can you blame me. I know nothing about love, caring, sympathy ect."

"Exactly-"

"But you do. And that is what makes me even more skeptical."

"You don't have to worry Zvei. I won't betray you. Besides as I said before you and I have similar goals. And working with you to accomplish it will give me all I need and more."

"It would, wouldn't it." Zvei wasn't stupid not one bit. He could tell from a mile away that his brother was planning something. He didn't trust any one of his family members. Zvei didn't trust no one but for now he'd go along for the show.

"Very much so."

"It's about time I get ready to join them at dinner our plan is soon to be in action."

"I advise you to at least try to get along tonight little Raven." Damien teased.

Zvei scowled. "And I advise you, unless you want me to send you to an early fucking grave. Don't ever call me that again."

"I see you still dislike mother's nickname for you."

"I loath it." He glanced back towards the bathroom then looked back at Damien a thought occurring in his mind. "Send over a maid to my room to grab a pair of new cloths I bought recently within my second closet and send her over here once she has it, the doors open."

Not giving a chance nor waiting for his brother to respond he closed the door in the Demien's face. Before walking back to the bathroom and seeing an slightly unconscious body slumped against the tub.

He smirked. "It's time to fix you up doll."

He hooked his hands around the younger and lifted him up bridal style and set him down against the bathrooms dresser. He walks over toward a glass cabinet taking out the first aid kit and brings it over to Ian. He grabs a cotton ball and dabs it with alcohol applying it to the glass wound on the forehead.

The younger sucks in a deep breath more tears brim the edge of his eyes. Zvei sees that and gently wipes the tears away, surprising the younger, his eyes widening. "As much as I love the sight of you crying. At this moment your tears aren't needed, for now at least."

His takes off the top shirt and applies medicine to the front and back then bandages the deep wounds up. When done a knock sounds at the door.

"Come in." He orders.

The bathroom door opens, in walks a maid with a pair of brand new expensive clothes. She bows and sets them down on the small love seat within the bathroom. She quietly looks at Zvei ready for another order.

Zvei notices nodding towards the maid for her to come over. "Wash him then dress him. When done bring him to bed. Your watching him for as long as I'm gone. Make sure no matter what he doesn't leave this room and no one besides me comes in. If you have to tie him up or knock him out very much do so." He instructed before leaving the two alone in the room.

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Damien sat at the table fiddling with his food drifting in and out of his thoughts. He yawned, very bored with his life right now. He hated family dinner, where all his parents did was talk about their problems for hours upon hours. Shit got boring very fast. The banquet room was quite huge chandelier's everywhere paintings put up for show. He sat in his assign seating the second seat away from his parents. A place for the second oldest.

Which was hell. His ears were being flooded with yelling arguing and non stop talking about enemies and killing. Shit that had nothing to do with him. But of course they would always make it have something to do with him.

"Damien." A soothing voice called. 'Shit, where the hell is Zvei.'

He looked up from his plate and met a pair of grey cloudy orbs. "Yes mother."

She frowned. "Why aren't you happy to see us."

"I am happy mother." He lied as he put on a small smile. 'If Zvei don't hurry his ass down here right now I'll kill him when I see him.'

"Where are the rest of your brothers?" A ruff and hard voice questions. Damien rolled his eyes as he stared at his fathers angry gaze.

"I don't know." He lied again.

The old man furrowed his thick brows. "What do you mean you don't know?"

"I don't really know. They come and go when they want to, so do I. If it wasn't for my time off from my job I wouldn't even be here myself."

"Are you saying that your the only one here?"

"No father."

"So who else is here?"

"Zv-"

"I'm here." A sadistic voice answered. Zvei stood in the doorway of the dining room a conniving smirk drawn wide on his face. "Hello mother, hello father."

"Little raven." His mom called out in pleasure, happy to see one of her twin children. "You were home. Does that mean the other one is home."

He shook his head as he approached his seating spot at the dinner table next to his mom. He sits down putting up a fake happy smile. "No he hasn't been home in over an year or so. You know how he can be sometimes. He'd be having so much fun that he'll always forget about us."

A light amused laugh comes from the mothers mouth as she gave her child a playful tap on the arm. "They are always ignoring their parents."

"Don't take it to heart too much mother. They probably was very busy today and forgot."

"You might as well have done the same." A cold heavy voice filled with malice entwined.

Damien smiled wickedly as he took a bite of his food. 'Well that didn't take long.'

"Honey don't say that. The kids didn't come but he did. That's what matters."

"That is so right." Zvei's smirk became bigger his dark eyes meetings his fathers angry war filled ones. "That's what matters. You should be happy that one of your sons decided to look at you less known be next to you. Your being very ungrateful right now father."

"What did you just say?" The pits of hell could be seen in his father's dark brown orbs.

"My words have seemed to hit the bullseye." He teased his eyes sparking with and chaotic light. The sight not going unseen by his two parents. "But that cant be. You would never get mad over such trivial thing. Ain't I right mother."

She nods. "Yes you are Zvei." She looks to her husband. "Don't get mad at him it was just a slip of the tongue it happens sometimes. He doesn't mean it right baby?"

"Yes. I didn't mean it father just the slip of the tongue. That's all, it won't happen again."

Damein inwardly laughs at both his parents. They were nothing but fools, playing right into his little brother's hands. Of course he wasn't complaining, it was entertaining, he two loathed his parents. Loving these two sick fucks called parents was a joke. He could never and so he enjoyed his mom being manipulated and his dad getting all riled up for nothing. It was fun.

What ever his brother was playing at he was 100 percent on board with the whole thing.

"It bet not." His father growled taking a bite of his food.

"Well sweetie." She clapped in excitement as she giggled like a child. "Let's catch up. What have you been doing lately?"

"Speaking of which, mother I have a new toy that I just found."

His mother's eyes sparkled. "A new toy. How splendid, when do we get to see her."

"It's not a her." Damien interrupts taking a sip a wine from his glass. "It's actually a boy."

"A boy as a new toy? That's new. I guess one night stands and killing them off the same night wasn't enough. Now your having one as a toy." He scowls. "Disdainful."

"Honey." She scolded. "Let him be."

Zvei snickered with disgust. 'Fucking retards, the hell do you know about a little fun.'

He looks at Damien to find him staring back at him both of them rolling their eyes in unison at their now once again bickering parents.

How in the world could he forget his parents were coming home today. Just dammit how? If he had remembered he would be back at his snowballs place instead of here. And to add on, none of his siblings besides Damien were here. But to be honest if Damien didn't get a vacation he wouldn't even be here either.

'Damn the fucking irony!'

But of course his frustration didn't last long. He was saved by the bell once again.

*DING DONG*

The house's front door suddenly rings out.

To Be Continued.....