WHY ME?

[Chapter- VI]

                      C O N N O R

"Let's welcome the new so called member of our family, yeah?" Elliot clenched his fist, glaring at me.

I took a step back to run but before I could, Thibbault grabbed my arm harshly letting not a muscle move. I squirmed at his hold.

"Leave me." I screamed. Thibbault deathly glared at me and tightened his grip.

"Why not?" Maverick said, coming closer to me with a devilish smirk on his face.

My head was spinning, and I could feel my hands shaking. I would be lying if I said, their looks weren't meant to kill me.

"What's your name?" Maverick asked sharply.

"C-Connor." I stuttered out.

Elliot stepped closer to me, and grabbed my chin.

"Connor or more like corner?" He let out a peal of laughter.

"Ay bro, corner." Maverick laughed and soon, both of them joined him too.

Great.

I don't think my name's that funny.

"I-It's Connor." As I said this, Thibbault slammed me against the wall, crossing his arms. He lunged and punched me in the face, making me yelp in pain. He sends me last glare before walking upstairs.

"Remember, you'll never be a part of our family." Elliot said, pushing me into the wall. I saw Maverick standing behind Elliot, with a smirk plastered on his face.

Elliot removed his arm and walked back upstairs, leaving me alone with Maverick.

Maverick pressed his forearm onto my throat. Tears formed in my eyes, as it was hard to breathe.

"Listen shithead. Don't even think about taking my Dad away from me." He forced his arm onto my mouth.

"W-Why would I t-take your Dad away from y-you?" I asked shivering in fear. It was getting hard to breathe.

"Because that's what little shitheads do. They barge into our lives and steal all the attention from us." He screamed, and fiercely glared at me with rage and hate. "I never wanted any younger sibling you know." My breath was knocked out of me. "Never."

Is he stupid? My mother never loved me. My father disowned me and my step-father abused me all my life.
Whose attention will I get?

A few tears poured down my cheeks, I was unable to breathe. I fell on the ground when he released me.

"Watch." He lifted my chin up. "How am gonna make your life a living hell." His lips pursed into a slight smirk, when he saw me trembling.
"Mark my words, Connor."

I tried to catch my breath, shaking involuntarily. He doesn't even turned back to look at me, just went upstairs.
I felt pathetic for not defending myself.

A sob escaped my mouth. First, my mom and Kyle and now my brothers?

WHY ME?

Are you seriously gonna tell your Dad!?

I'm not sure.

I heard the slamming of front door close, and footsteps echoed down the hallway. I quickly made my way downstairs. I saw Jaxon hung up his coat and sat down. He smiled as he gazed towards me.

"What did you eat?" He asked and patted the seat next to him.

What a first question?

"Eh, brito?" I answered and sat down next to him.