Olivia's Brother

Olivia's Brother Olivia's Brother

Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance

Summary

After Olivia's parents mysteriously sends her brother off for a year, he comes back an entirely different person. His fun and quirky personality is replaced by something dark, and dangerous. She makes it her mission to find out what's happened to her brother, and why he was sent away to begin with. But some things are better kept a secret...

Summary

After Olivia's parents mysteriously sends her brother off for a year, he comes back an entirely different person. His fun and quirky personality is replaced by something dark, and dangerous. She makes it her mission to find out what's happened to her brother, and why he was sent away to begin with.
But some things are better kept a secret...

Chapter1 (v.1) - Prologue

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: March 17, 2017

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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Prologue

Lisa was shaking as she sat on her son, Mason's bed. She faced the wall but her eyes were not looking. They were blank and empty. The item she found in her son's drawer was clutched in her fist so tightly, it turned her knuckles white. She parted her lips to say something, but there was nothing she could say. So she just sat there, getting lost in her deep sea of thoughts. She felt like she was drowning and at some point, she pressed her fingers against her neck before shaking her head. "Please, god." She whispers as her husband, Jack, walks pass his son's bedroom.

From the corner of his eye, he notices a figure, so he takes a few steps back and peeks into Mason's room to look at his wife.

His thick black brows furrow as he takes a step over the threshold. His burly shoulders are straight and his jaws are tight as he grips the knob of the door. "What's wrong?"

Lisa, without looking to Jack, unballed her fist to show him what she found in Mason's drawer. "I..."

She began, her voice breaking. "It was in Mason's drawer, Jack. Why would this be in Mason's drawer?"

Jack eyed the item in Lisa's hand and then looked back to her blank stony expression. "It could have gotten mixed up with some other-"

"No, Jack," She finally met his eyes. "I found it stuffed at the bottom like he was intentionally trying to hide it." Lisa then got up quickly and crawled onto Mason's bed to yank the pillow off.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Look!" She nearly cried out to Jack.

He stepped further into the room to examine what she found. He stopped beside the bed, his brows slanted down as he eyed the picture on the bed. Slowly, his eyes found Lisa's. "That was just hiding under his pillow?"
Sniffling, Lisa nods her head. Then she sits, her legs splayed out as she wiped her eyes with the heel of her hand. "I need to talk to him. I need to-"

Jack grabbed the item from Lisa's hand, his face red. He held it up to her. "Do you think-"

She nods eagerly. "Yes. B-But Jack, don't hurt him. Please."

Jack, ignoring the cries of his wife turned and stormed out the room.

"Jack!" Lisa cried out before nearly stumbling off the bed. She ran after Jack as he trudged down the stairs, a vein zig-zagging on the side of his thinning hairline.

Jack spotted Mason in the corner sitting on a chair in front of the computer. He was on the phone, holding it between his ear and his shoulder as he laughed at whoever was on the other line.

Jack silently walked up behind him and pressed his pointer finger hard into Mason's head.
This not only made the smile leave from Mason's face, but it made him cease his breathing.

"Hang up the phone." Jack's voice was eerily calm.

Lisa stood by the stairs, leaning against the wall, her hand clamped over her mouth.

Mason said a goodbye and then hung up the phone like he was told before sitting it on the desk next to the computer.

He was silent, unmoving. He made himself breathe again but just barely.

Jack stretched out his arm to show Mason what was in his hand and when Mason spotted it, heat went up his face, painting his ears red. As soon as he turned, as soon as "dad" came from his lips, Jack back-handed him so hard, he was forced out of the chair.

As Mason fell, Jack shook out his hand while glaring down at his son.
Lisa slid to the floor and cried. "Please, Jack!"

A tear ran down Mason's temple as he held his bloody nose with one hand and had his hand stuck out to stop Jack from hurting him anymore.

Jack slapped his arm away and stood over him. He grabbed his shirt, pulling Mason up so he could beat him. Over and over again. Mason's troubled distressed screams plagued Lisa's ears.
Jack's fist grew bloody and sore, but with his anger remaining in the forefront of his mind, he refused to stop. He wasn't going to stop until he ruined Mason. Until Mason would black out, unconscious. Until Mason was an inch from death. He would not stop.
Lisa, unable to watch anymore crawled over and clung to the fabric of Jack's pants, her sobs loud.

"Jack, stop! Please...please." She chokes out.

One blow knocked two of Mason's teeth out and he buried his bloody, torn face in his hands, unable to speak. He shook with ferocity but he wasn't screaming anymore.

Lisa caught the next blow Jack was going to deliver to Mason and she stopped him. "Jack, oh god, please stop, Jack!"

Jack panted, his eyes remaining on Mason and sweat now clung to his forehead. His bloody hand drove through his dark hair.

Lisa's fists got tangled up in Mason's shirt and she cried over him. Mason didn't make a move. He kept his hands on his face, silently crying to himself.

Jack stepped over him and silently walked over to the couch and sat down. He examined his bloody knuckles, assuming they may be broken.

Lisa grabbed Mason's wrists, trying to examine the damage that was done, but Mason refused to move his hands off of his face.

"Baby, let me see. Let me see, please."

Mason started to shake again, tears mingling with blood, falling off of his face.

"Please, please let me see." Lisa whispers, trying to soothe him.

Slowly, Mason, unable to take the pain anymore, moved his hands and when he did, Lisa fell back, sobbing violently.

Jack looked over to the both of them. "Shut up." He didn't have to raise his voice to let it be known how serious he was.

Lisa's hand found her mouth again and she scooted back against the wall. She managed to quiet her sobs but they could still be heard in a muffle under her hand.


Jack, irritated now, stood up and walked over to Lisa, a determined spring in his step. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her up, causing her to scream out. He started to lead her upstairs by her hair but before he did, he looked to Mason. "You stay right where you are." Then he pulled Lisa along upstairs and did what he had to to shut her up.


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