K-Brothers And The Little Maid

Kyler’s POV

I looked down at the necklace in my hand and then looked out of the window. It did belong to her cause I could remember a painting of her where she had worn it.

My mind drifted to the lady in hijab. Who was she? It’s either she was connected to our past or she was sent to deliver this but by who? I wish I had seen a glimpse of her face but I didn’t get a chance to. She had hidden her identity perfectly and that made me feel defeated.

She had been under my nostrils but I let her escape. That was the weakest move I’ve ever made. How did she burst in just at the perfect time? This had gotten me wondering but thinking it through, there were two ways about it.

It was either the meeting was framed up or she had known about it and prepared before time but God so bless my first guess isn’t true. Let it be that the board members had nothing to do with it cause if I found out they did, they’d be so dead in my hands.

” Sir, your brother Kash is here to see you” Madagascar announced, and immediately, I hid the necklace inside my pocket.

” Kyler” Kash’s voice broke in at once. He didn’t say more till he came to stand an inch from where I stood ” Are you okay?”

I took a deep breath without responding. I knew what he was here for and wasn’t in any mood for any kind of conversation.

” You left school without words. Madagascar told me you left to attend a meeting”

” So what?” I asked coldly.

” What was the meeting about? Don’t you think we need to know too?”

” You wouldn’t wanna know” I responded and walked off with both hands in my pocket. He followed suit. Kash is my second brother and I could say he’s the closest. He gets worried over every fucking thing and trust me, the last thing I need is a babysitter.

” If you’ve got a problem why not share it with us? We’re brothers remember. I’m not saying you’re hiding things from us but you don’t talk either. You hardly share anything with us and I’m just concerned. If you’re facing any challenges, we could face them together. Two heads are better than one, so they say.”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

I remained quiet for some time then turned to look at him. He looked just like me, I mean we all looked alike but there were lots of differences. My eyes were darkened with hatred and anger, so was my heart but his wasn’t.

My body was covered with lots of scars from the past and my appearance was so strong and cold but none of theirs was and I wanted it that way. I didn’t want them messing themselves up and being so cold and heartless as me. It’s best if they knew nothing.

” Am fine Kash, I should be the least of your worries,” I replied finally and walked off.

” Okay, I give up. You’re always good now come down for dinner”

*

I sat at the head of the table watching as my brothers ate and chattered along. It didn’t used to be like this some years back.

They were always sad and crying because other rich kids made fun of us and called us orphans. They knocked us down any chance they got and would laugh so hard at us.

{~ Flash Back ~}

” Young Masters, it’s time for dinner. Come on now” Nanny Carlota announced and walked into the first room which happened to be mine.

” Goodness me Kyler, what are you doing with a knife? You’ve hurt yourself.”

” Don’t come any closer. I wouldn’t think twice about stabbing you hard on the neck” I huffed and pointed the knife at her. She was startled and didn’t move.

” And why would you do that Kyler? ”

” It’s Young Master.” I retorted pointing the knife further at her. She gasped and covered her mouth. ” Now leave. Get out of my room! ”

I had been using the knife in training myself on how to fight and in the process, I hurt myself. The knife was sharp and using it, I had cut my hand, my face, my thighs, and my arm which were all bleeding profusely. I was covered in my blood.

” Please, I’m begging you. Give the knife back. You’ve hurt yourself already.”

Her voice came out teary but I didn’t care. I held onto the knife tightly and when she saw that, she dropped to her knees.

” Please Young Master, give me the knife and I’ll tend to your injuries. Please don’t do this”

” I won’t give it back until I can fight with it and protect you, my brothers, and Kim.”

Just then, her eight years old daughter rushed in but froze once she saw me with the knife and how badly wounded I was. She turned to her mother.

” Go, mom, I’ll take care of him” She always said that and I believed in her. After hesitating, Nanny Carlota walked out and went ahead to call Kash whose room was next to mine.

” I don’t wanna eat, go away” I heard Kash say in his low tone. ” I don’t want anything. The rich kids at school said I’m nothing but an ugly foodie so go away. I don’t want to eat! ”

” Okay, I’ll come back later, Kash” Nanny Carlota said and then I heard the door close. She must’ve left Kash’s room for Kenver’s.

” Kyler… you’re covered in blood” Kim groused and made to come over but I startled her by pointing the knife at her.

” I’ll cut you”

” Like the way you’ve cut yourself? It’s fine, go on” She said and started walking towards me not minding my threats. She came to stand two inches from me and it was my turn to move away.

” Go on, cut me, Kyler. It won’t hurt much.”

” Don’t make me do this Kim, go away! ” But she didn’t move. She was the only person who wasn’t afraid of me. She was always coming to me at my worst and for some reason, I listened to her alone.

” Do it, Kyler. If it won’t hurt you then cut me” She said in tears, raising her little voice. She took another step closer and I backed away. I couldn’t even hold the knife as firm as before because my hands were weak and shaking.

” I know you’re hurting Kyler and am so sorry but you can’t keep hurting yourself and the people around you. Me, my mother, we love you. We love all of you”

Slowly, I found myself dropping my hand. My hand was covered in blood due to the cut on my hand. She came over and hugged me then took the knife from me. She was only eight yet very smart.

” I wanna protect all of you. I don’t want anyone to ever hurt any of you” I muttered with tears rolling down my cheeks. I had been so angry some minutes ago but at the moment, it was all gone and was replaced with hurt and tears.

” I know but hurting yourself won’t make that happen”

We stood entangled in the hug but suddenly, we heard someone yell. We refrained from the hug and rushed out of my room.

” I said leave me alone!!! Get out of here. Can’t you hear me? ” That was Kenver. ” Get out! Get-Out!”

Nanny Carlota rushed out of the room because Kenver kept pulling and throwing things around. “Stay out of my way. I never want to see your ugly face, aargh!”

I looked at Nanny Carlota who was already in tears. This was what she went through every damn time and it was tough for her too.

I got over to Kenver’s room and stood to watch him pulling things down. He was crying too which only hardened me. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. We weren’t supposed to be crying and yelling and pulling things down all the time. We were just five years old.

” Master Kael” Nanny Carlota called outstanding in front of Kael’s room which was the last. She kept wiping at her tears with the back of her hand.

“I’m not hungry!” Came Kael’s low voice from the room.

” Can I at least come in? Please? ” Kael didn’t respond but after some minutes, he opened the door

” What now? ”

His face was swollen and his eyes red. Nanny Carlota dropped to a crouch in front of him. ” I’ll bring your favorite snack bar. You’ve not eaten since morning”

” Where’s my mummy? They say I’m a motherless boy”

And the tears came again and again and without being told, I knew I needed to do something. I needed to make it stop. I needed to fight for our existence.

Since our mother had left us to die and we had a chance to survive, then I wouldn’t let anyone try to take our lives a second time.