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"He fucking kissed her," screams Asher, attempting to lunge at Zayn again. Blake lets go of Zayn, using his weight against Asher to push him back.
Blake stands in front of him, towering a few inches over the already tall brunette. "So? Chill the fuck out, Ash."
"I told you both not to touch her. She's mine. Got it? Fucking mine."
I watch horrified at the encounter, my mouth open as I stand in the corner. Blake looks over his shoulder at me, his cold eyes narrowing.
"I knew it. I fucking knew it. You pairdidsleep with each other. What the hell is wrong with you?" he says, still holding my gaze.
Anger flares through me. "What's wrong with me? What the fuck is wrong with you?" I yell.
Asher shoves Blake this time. "You fucking dared her to sleep with me?"
Blake steps back, unfazed. "Yeah, I did. I wanted to see whether it was true that you guys were banging it out. Really, Asher? Your fucking stepsister."
"Yet you dared me," I reiterate, watching as Blake glares at me.
"As if you needed any motivation. You really aresomething. He's your brother, and he has a girlfriend. Gosh, it's no wonder your mother cares very little for you."
I feel as though the wind has been knocked out of me, his words striking a nerve… a painful one.
Asher goes to swing at him but Zayn tackles him. Words are being shouted but I can't hear anything. All I can hear is the deafening ringing in my ears. The three of them go at it, in typical sibling form… except, this is no ordinary sibling fight.
The sound of Asher letting out a painful groan brings me back, and I see him laying on the floor, cupping his cheek.
"Asher!" I rush over, pushing Zayn away as I touch his cheek. "Are you okay?"
He's panting from the fight, but slowly, I can see the anger leaving his eyes. He's giving up, exhausted with it all.
Sitting up, he sighs, shoving his hair out of his face. "Don't speak a word of this to anyone," he hisses at his brothers.
Zayn holds up his three middle fingers. "Scout's honor."
We all turn to Blake, who is now leaning against the wall. "Whatever. Not like we talk to anyone, anyways. But, you two need to sort this shit out."
Asher pushes himself off the ground, stepping towards Blake. "The IOU," he says.
I look at him confused. What IOU?
Blake raises an eyebrow at it, clearly understanding the cryptic message.
"That's what you want to waste it on?"
Asher nods. "Yes. Promise me."
"Yeah, whatever," Blake says, kicking off the wall. "Is that what you were waiting for when you made me dig up that stupid box?"
"What box?" I ask, making all three of them turn towards me.
Zayn grins. "Our time capsule. We buried it ten years ago. Asher beat up a kid who was picking on Blake, so Blake gave him an IOU card."
I stare at them all in disbelief, finally stopping at Asher. "You're holding him to some decade old piece of paper? Believing it's enough to stop him?"
Asher glares at Blake, before nodding briskly. "We take our brother loyalty very seriously. Or, at least, we used to."
"I won't say shit, but just so you pair realize, nothing good can come of this. You are walking in a field of land mines. So, don't be surprised when you blow yourselves up," Blake sneers.
Zayn moves to stand in between the two of them, putting his arms around their shoulders. "Can't you feel the brotherly love, kitty cat? Brothers always come first."
