Falling For My Exchange Brother | B... - Chapter 29: Chapter 29

Arthur laid his head against my chest, hiding his face from me as he didn't say anything. I just let him sit there, my arms wrapped around him as we sat on the couch.
Ever since the whole Enzo thing he won't go back to the house, even though it's his. He got a hotel and of course I'm staying with him.
"Arthur...did you truly think that was your brother?"
He didn't answer, but I heard him sniffle as he shrugged.
"Guess so. He look like me and I hope. I not sure... I thought, maybe I do have family. But I not. He just prove it by have to get fake brother for me..."
I sneered, pissed at Enzo.
What the hell was he thinking doing that? What do you get out of doing that?
Now here he is, practically bawling his eyes out that that wasn't his real brother. I didn't believe it for a second. How can you just find someone's brother all of a sudden, like in two days or maybe three?
I don't know what Enzo has, but I know he doesn't have enough money to be finding relatives around... But I do...
"Judging on the way you reacted to learning that wasn't your brother... How would you feel if I searched for dad?" I say softly, not wanting to piss him off even further.
Since he didn't say anything I take this chance to say some things to convince him.
"You clearly want some part of your family. I know how it went with your mom and I'm sorry... But the last time I brought up your dad you stopped talking to me for a little. So, Arthur...would you like to look for your dad?"
We just sat here, him laying here and I just stayed quiet. Knowing his little rule where I don't know when to shut up, now I do. So I'm following it...
Chewing my lip, I just wait. Respecting him and his personal business.
"William..." I watch as he sat up, and I saw his watery eyes. Making me sad as he wiped them, grinning - tried to at least." I believe you have good intention... But today hard blow. I felt happy. I excited. Thought I had someone to relate and he look close to me. Now I think and see he not even that close to looking like me... But I so desperate that I unconscious made him brother... I pathetic-."
"You're not pathetic."
"Yeah...but I am coward-."
"You're...you're not that either."
He chuckles, ruffling my hair like I was a dog. Making me blush as he kissed my cheek.
"You not have to try make me feel better. This me problem and I need to fix... Even though it impossible..."
"Arthur I said I'd-."
"No. I not want to do that to you. It your time I waste and it not fair-."
"If that's how we're doing it than that would mean you're wasting my time because I came here to be with you again. So you can't say that." I defend, getting angry that he was beating himself up over this incident.
"William it my choice. You ask me. I not-."
"Arthur just let me help you!"
"I not want to burden-."
"If you were burdening me you think I would've come back?!" I shout, making him just look angrier as he looked away.
What did I say wrong this time?
"How I know? I burden to mom. My dad. I seem to burden lots, so I think I know how it feel to be burden to other." He sneered, making me roll my eyes at his immaturity it felt like.
"Arthur shut the fuck up and realize how stupid you sound right now." I hiss, making him stand up as he walked away." Don't walk away from me while I'm talking to you and telling you the truth! Don't let Enzo's dumbass get you down like this!"
Arthur ignored me, and I didn't know why he wasn't taking charge against him like how he takes charge against me when I'm out of line. But this different, he's running away from the fact of what Enzo did... It's fucking bothering me!
"William I see you have good intentions... But if I to see him again I need to have my English together and I need to be ready on my own term."
"When will that be?"
"A year or two."
I snorted, shaking my head," You really expect to wait that long? What do you get out of that?"
"I get stronger. That what I get out of it." He hissed, making me roll my eyes.
"Well, I'm not waiting on you. You can never make up your mind and your iffy on everything. I don't have time to be playing tic-tac-toe with you. I'm an adult anyway, so I'm doing what I want and think is best."
"What about what best for me?!"
"This is best for you stupidass!" I yell, getting in his face as he glared down at me. I just looked up, glaring too as it seemed we were competing with who was to hold out in this.
But the more we stared I felt my cheeks get warm, Arthur beginning to slowly raise an eyebrow.
"You confusing." He whispers, and I frown." I think you mad at me and you yelling at me. Now you blush like this..."
"I'm a lot of things."
"I know."
We just stand here, staring at one another and he laughs. His laugh contagious and I laugh too.
Almost laughing so that we don't get pissed at one another for nothing...
Once we quiet down he just looks around. Shaking his head.
"I not even need hotel. What point?"
"We can stay here by ourselves and have more fun! We can explore the hotel like creeps."
He smirks, grabbing the card to the room as he nodded towards the door.
"I know person that own hotel - adopt parents and their way. But I know all areas 'round here like back of hand." He states, opening the door and letting me go first. Once we're in the extravagant ass hallway, he look up and around.
"What else do you know like the back of your hand?" I ask teasingly, wondering if he'd get it as we walked through this hall.
He shrugged, looking around a corner as he faced me.
"I mean, I know lot of things. I know house. I know family. I know you." He says, making me sigh as he didn't get me lewd question.
But when he suddenly wraps his arm around my waist and pushes me against the wall, I blush. His hand gripping my chin as he ran his thumb over my lip.
"Je connais ton corps comme le dos de ma main, si c'est ce que tu attendais." ( I know your body like the back of my hand, if that's what you were waiting for. ) He breathes, making me smirk as I pat his cheek.
"You know me better than I thought."
"Of course!" He exclaimed, his voice echoing through the hall. Him quickly hiding between columns and I laugh at his pathetic hiding spot.
Coming out from the spot, he smiled as he looked around.
"'Round here be secret spot. Only 'special' know."
"Who're the special?"
"Anyone who ask." He whispers, then he's suddenly running his fingers along the wall. Looking stupid as he was doing that.
"Why does this feel like some old shit? How old is this place?"
"Only...hundred years."
"Only?" I roll my eyes, leaning against the wall and instantly the wall shifted. Making me jump back in shock, we watched as the wall shifted over a door to another room. Seeing another door as I looked at him like this was the stupidest thing ever.
But he only grinned, opening the door for me and when I looked it was pitch black.
"I'm not going in there."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm-."
I find myself pushed into darkness, the door closing as I turn around and don't see him. All I smell is fresh wood that was polished. Actually somewhat comforted by the polished smell, I make my way around this blackness.
I don't know if Arthur is playing a trick on me, but so far it's pissing me off. I can't see shit and I'm moving my arms in front of me for something solid.
But the more I move around this darkness that seems never ending, I suddenly feel my heart drop. Getting nervous, I take big steps to see if the distance will end. But I keep on going and I don't even know what left or right is anymore...
"Arthur..." I call, my voice not even strong or confident. Hearing my voice echo and I gulp, knowing I'm in a large place. I'm afraid so suddenly and for what?! Because I can't see anything around me...?
"Arthur!" I cry, and the lights immediately switch on as I see myself in a huge orchestra hall. Looking, I see Arthur up on the stage as he grins happily.
I just stand there, him looking at me with a smile but it soon turned to concern.
"What wrong?"
I slowly back up, leaning against the wall as I try to catch my breath. Him rushing to my aid as he pulled me in his arms with no hesitation. Shushing me as I trembled and was unsure myself... Was it the loneliness and the thought of being in the black mass by myself?
Was I just being crazy or was it more than that? Clearly it was more if I'm reacting like this...
"William I sorry... I not-."
"Arthur I'm...I'm sorr-."
He just hugged me tight and was apologizing in my ear over and over again.
"I not know you afraid of dark-."
"It's not just about the dark..." I stutter, still shaking as he just held me tight." It's more that goes into - into it."
He nods, and I just stand here. Feeling like a damn child and stupid baby for exposing my worst fear... It has nothing to do with the dark...
****
"It was when I was younger."
I sit between Arthur's legs as he has his arms wrapped around me, holding me against him as I try to explain everything.
"My parents, like you know, travel a lot. As a result, I've been left at home by myself a lot. As soon as I was able to watch my self - when I was six - they just left. Left for trips and business jobs and I started becoming spoiled as they brought me extravagant things from their trips.
"Not once did I complain, because I was getting what I wanted in the end. But there was once this night when I was six and starting to be staying home by myself. It was nothing at first...but there was this big thunder storm... I was never a big fan of them, and the electricity was working and I always turned the lights on everywhere so I can feel like someone was there.
"But I once rushed downstairs to get something to eat, and suddenly there was a big movement of thunder. The electricity in the house went out and it was just pitch black... I didn't know what was happening - I do now and I would've gone to the back to fix it. I was six, alone, it was dark, and no one was there to help me... I cried and no one helped me until it was the next stay and sunny, I was just curled up in the same spot in the kitchen crying..."
Looking at him, he looked pissed. Shaking his head in anger as he said cuss words under his breath.
"I not know what to say..." He says quietly, making me grin as I shrug.
"It was in the past. I'm over it-."
"No you not. If you were I not have seen that panic attack you have... I wish you tell me...I sorry..."
I nod, twisting around to face him as I hug him this way. Pulling him close, I inhale his smell that was surprisingly therapeutic. Kind of wished...
"Arthur you deserve this."
"Deserve what?"
I pull away, holding his hand as he frowns.
"You deserve to have your dad at least in your life." I say finally, making him sigh in annoyance but I didn't care.
"You really need to give up on thought." He sneers, and I shake my head.
"Nope. Since you helped me, I'm going to help you. I care about you and I..." He raised his eyebrows, and I didn't know that I was going to be saying the three words.
Do I love him like that?
"Arthur I..." He frowns, waiting for me to say what I was going to say. But I kept chickening out because this is what girls say way too early. Now I'm doing it!
I mean, we've known each other for so long and there's no reason why I can't say it... Is there...?
"Je t'aime, William." ( I love you, William ) He murmurs, looking at me with the same expression. I just blush, narrowing my eyes at him but quickly look away feeling warmer by the second.
"You're just saying that because I was on the edge to say it."
"I say it 'cause it true. I love you. Seeing you tremble like that..." He cradled my face as he looked at me lovingly." It...it...
Arthur
I flip the light switch, smiling as I walk out on the stage and look to see William standing near a wall in the big orchestra room.
I always liked this place and it's nice to play the piano here. I wanted to play it for him and see him marvel at what I've learned.
But instead I see him looking pale and his eyes round and full of fear. Scaring me I lose my smile and look at him worryingly.
"What wrong?" I ask, and he suddenly begins to back against the wall. Seeing him breathing quickly and I get even more scared, rushing to him as I pulled him into my arms. Trying to calm him down, I shush him but all it does is make him tremble.
Is he messing with me...? No. William may have done lots of things, but he does not deserve this. What is wrong with him...?
"William I sorry... I not-."
"Arthur I'm...I'm sorr-." He stuttered, and I wanted to cry at the fear I somehow heard in his voice. It wasn't as bad as it was two years ago, but this is close enough. But I keep apologizing, not sure for what, but seeing his fear because of me is enough reason...
"I not know you afraid of dark-."
"It's not just about the dark..." He stutters, still shaking violently and I held as tight as my arms allowed it." It's more that goes into - into it."
I nod, accepting it and would wait for him or anything. It didn't matter either way...as long as he wasn't trembling anymore, I'd stand here for forever.
William
"It...it...killed me, William..." He whispers, his eyes saddened and I grin.
"You...I don't deserve you-."
"Stop talk. Follow me and let me play you something."
I frown, watching as he gets up and goes to a shiny, polished, crystal grand piano that looked like magnificent. Sharp and smooth as I don't know how I didn't see this before. Because it's clear and just blended with its surroundings, no. I was shoved in here when it was pitch black so of course I didn't see it.
He walks to it, sitting on the matching stool and patting beside him. Making me chuckle, I walk there as I sit beside him. Watching as he pressed a few keys and I heard how pretty the sound was.
"Did you tune this?" I ask, making him shake his head.
"No. It regularly tuned. For time like this or when they have banquet. Now it our place."
He pressed a key, sighing as he looked at me and grinned.
Then he started to play.
Listening to the song I watched his fingers and the way he moved them along. His eyes transfixed on the keys and the way he would glance at me when he got to a part that raised in keys.
I smiled, watching as it went to a new part and it was high and sweet. Seeing him concentrating and he shook his head suddenly. But it slowly seeped back into the original part and he smiled.
Looking at me as he still played, he leaned to me and kissed my temple as he pulled back. Playing on-and-on, he began to prelude onto a new part.
The more I listened it sounded like us being in the airport again. It going up and making me feel like he was disappearing. But it soon stopped and went to something better.
Him looking at me as he started to slow down. Pressing his finger on a sweet note and grinning.
I hug him, smiling as his arms hug me too.
"What was that song?" I ask.
"Gone Away by Clack Chen. Song so beautiful and match is perfect. What you think?"
"I loved it."
"Really?"
"Really. I...no one's ever played the piano for me before."
He smiled, shrugging as he blushed.
"I just play what I know..."
"Know what else I know?" I say, making him raise an eyebrow. But it changed as I kissed him." If you love me, you'll let me find your father."