Chapter 69 Running Back to you

Chapter 69 Running Back to you
Ember ~

The room was getting tensed. I didn't even know when Zane came in, teleported obviously. I sat where I was just glaring. He walked towards me.

“Zane,” I called out. “Where have you been? You've been ignoring me since and I'm worried.”

He didn't say anything, just sat on a table and stared at me like some lost sheep.

“Zane c'mon, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?”

I looked over to Aphrodite. She just looked away like she didn't want to interfere in whatever I was saying.

He stood up, about leaving the room, which kept me totally shocked and perplexed.
“Zane!” I yelled. “The fuck is wrong? You're making me scared. Say something. Stop keeping me mute. It hurts.”

He paused on a track, didn't even turn to face me or look at me.

“Go home, Ember. Aphrodite, come over to the club mansion.”

She shook her head. I was confused as fuck!!! How do I go home? Like how do I… ohh goodness, what's happening? Why do I feel like something is wrong somewhere but I freaking do not know where to point it at.

“Let me teleport you home, Ember.”
I wanted to reject, but it would be really disrespectful of me. So I nodded slowly.
“Thank you.”

She held my hands and teleported straight to my door.

“See you later, Em.”
“Thanks.”

I went in and the house was quiet as usual, but more suspiciously quiet. I closed the door gently and before I could turn or say Jack, hands were on my neck, not pressing or forcing. But my head was held in the most possessing and annoying way ever.

A very hot breath flew through the side of my ears.

“You think you can ever settle with that bastard, Ember? You think I protected you all these years for that motherfucker to have you for himself? Never, Ember.

It has always been me. And no one else.”
He finally let go of my neck and held my chin aggressively.

“Look at me, Ember. I'm not who to mess with. If you don't obey? I'll make sure I deal with you personally. Now like my little girl, you'll go upstairs, neatly fold your clothes and get this sexy ass down here, and kiss this kingdom goodbye.

But as a good brother who you never acknowledged for once in your life, I'll give you three days to fuck around with whoever you choose to, and after that say goodbye to Silverado.”

I was just staring like a mad woman, coming out directly from the psychiatric home.
“Colt, what the fuck are you saying? I'm not leaving anywhere with you, you bastard. My life and future depends here.”

“Do I look like I freaking care? I don't care if your soul is also tied to Silverado, but in three days, Ember, we're leaving and that's final.

If you try acting smart I bet you, it's either I've you fucked to death or cripple.”
“Colt!” I yelled. “When did all of these start? Am I not your sister anymore? Why all these words?”

He looked at me deeply and gave me a red eye. “It's time for my real self form to come out or not. Your life is going to be messy as hell, Ember.”

To be honest I was beginning to get scared. What was even wrong with Zane? He just decided to lock up like everything was fine, whereas he definitely knew about things like this.

He spanked my ass while squeezing it and went upstairs. I was heating up immediately. What the hell!!! Was my own brother molesting me under my own freaking eyes? I was so confused to the point that I'd to just sink onto the chair.

My phone wasn't even here. What do I say? Who do I explain all of this to? Honestly I'm tired of everything.

Then suddenly my head rang to one thing my babies. I wanted to tell Zane but his attitude was giving me goosebumps. So I'll just let that slide. But I needed to see him, to touch him, to feel him.

I've missed him, his hands, everything about him. I ran upstairs, straight to my room and opened the window and went out.

It was late already but I don't freaking care. I don't have powers. I don't know how to ride a bike, but I've got legs and energy. The club mansion isn't far from our house.

I was walking. At some point I began running. I also had to pause. Damn, I was so weak and tired. But I'm almost there. I kept on moving and moving.

Giving up wasn't even an option. I missed my man so much. I got to the gate and the security opened up for me when he saw me. Thank goodness. I heaved.

I rushed in like I'd just been released from a prison, to his wing. I climbed the stairs slowly, reminiscing everything about us the intimate moments, those sweet words he whispered to me, the first night of him agreeing that he needed me, all of me.

That night he stopped pretending and made me a full woman. But fuck, in all of these moments, his mother despises me. She hates me to the core.

For the fact that she called me her fuckmate means she has been seeing her son with so many women.

I shoved off all of those thoughts when I got to the door. I pushed it open using the knob, and to my surprise it was open.

I got in and the whole room was dark as usual. It was visible, but no one was in there. I switched on the lights and I was right. He wasn't here. Where could he be?

I walked deeper to the spring arena, and I caught him from afar. He was in the spring with a painting board. I was scared. Hope he won't chase me away. His attitude earlier wasn't clear and it's making me sick.

I walked slowly to where he was, pulled my gown. I wasn't on bras, just panties, and I entered the water. Fucking shit, I didn't know how to swim. Oh no, what have I done? I wanted to surprise him.

Now I'm surprising myself even more because I'm drowning.

“Zane!” I yelled beneath the water and he sharply turned, using his legs to lift me up while carrying me to sit on the pool counter.

“Why did you enter the water when you know you can't swim?”

I looked away from him and entered the water. My breasts were jingling as I held him. I hugged him so tight that tears gushed out from my eyes.

“I miss you, Zane. I missed us. You've been ignoring me since. What have I done? What did I do wrong?”

He looked at me. “I wasn't ignoring you, Ember. I just wanted some space. I'd to figure some stuff out.”

“But at least you would have said so. I was just…” He grabbed my chin and shut me up with a kiss. “Shh,” he muttered in the kiss, carried me on his torso, and squeezed my ass while he kissed me like someone who has been hungry for this for days.

I reciprocated too. Fuck, I miss my man.