seven souls seven sins - Chapter 12: Chapter 12

Flynn's pov:
Tash knew deep down that I didn't give two shits about the people at this table apart from her. She also knew that I wasn't afraid of them. I was in for a treat..
"I am Vincent Morales, the eldest brother, and Natasha's legal guardian. To my left is Adrien, he is the second eldest and shall take over Natasha's guardianship if anything were to happen to me." Vincent explains.
I take a moment to digest the new inform that Vincent had just given me and nod back to show my understanding of the situation. I figured out that all I had to do was kill them both and I could probably withhold custody of my princess.
"You know.. I don't like it when people don't use their words." Adrien mentioned while directly looking into my eyes.
"My bad.." I respond dryly.
I didn't really care who they were, I just wanted Tash to be safe.
"Enough of this." Tash says quietly, trying to break up the tension within the room.
I could tell she didn't want us bickering back and forth and I shall respect her wishes.
"Of course princess." Vincent and I say at the same time.
Uh oh.
Me and Vincent have a staring competition on now, I even had my poker face on. Only her real family get to call her that, not her biological one. They had no right to call her that. She wasn't their princess, she was ours. We were her prince's and she was our princess. One time when we were 13, she even made us dress up like those for Halloween.
It was one of the best nights of my life if I'm being honest.
"Let's go Flynn." Tash mumbles, which knocks me out of my memories. She signals for me to get up.
Vincent quickly hears this and orders "You will not be going anywhere with this boy young lady!"
He raised his voice. I knew that Tash hated when people did that. It reminded her of her mother. If Vincent turns out to be like her mother, he would be the one that was five feet under. I could tell that Tash was already getting emotional inside but she put on her infamous cold face. I knew that this was the part when she would make an undeniable offer. She does this often when interrogating suspects. She was SO good at it, even I was beyond jealous. She was so admirable.
Tash then speaks with the most unreadable expression I had ever seen "Listen here Vincent, you have two choices. One, you let Flynn stay the night, or two, I'll leave with Flynn and return in the morning. If I were you, I would choose wisely."
Vincent looked up at Tash with shock written all over his face. I doubt that he was expecting her to demand such an offer like that. If I were him, I wouldn't have expected it too. He looks around the table and receives a collection of nods and head shakes before directing his stare back towards Tash.
"He can stay on one condition.. THE DOOR STAYS OPEN AT ALL TIMES!" Vincent shouts the last part louder than the rest.
"Whatever, cmon Flynn." Tash murmurs quietly, but loud enough for me to hear.
She gets up and drags my arm along with her. I also say a quiet "Thank you." before I exit the room. I hated her biological brothers so much but I couldn't forget my manners. That would be quiet rude of me, especially since I am technically in their house.
While she was dragging me up the stairs, I could tell something was off about her. I knew that Vincent yelling at her definitely had something to do with it. He must have triggered something within her. I had to get down to the bottom of this. Before I know it, she opens her room door and shuts it as soon as I come in.
This is strange, she never did this before.
I think she shut it as loud as she could so that even the others could hear. It was pretty damn loud. She turns to face me and slides her back down the door. Her legs clutch up to her chest and her arms wrap around her knees. Her head was tucked tightly into her thighs and I could hear her sniffles.
Fuck, she was crying.
I haven't seen her cry since around three years ago. Even if she did cry, she would do it behind closed doors. She hated showing her emotions towards others. She usually did this when her mother did something to her but over the past 48hours, she had a lot on her plate. I immediately run up to her and approach her while on my knees too. I slide my back down the wall beside her and invite her to snuggle into my chest. She nudges a bit closer to me and I wrap my hands around her small frame.
This time I could hear her cry.
I lift her face from her legs and I see multiple tears on her red, puffy cheeks. Her eyes were starting to swell up and her palms were drenched with tears. My poor princess was suffering so much, she needed someone to be there. I was going to be that someone. I pull her into an immediate hug and wrap my big body around her. I needed to assure her that everything was alright..
even though it wasn't.
"Tash, I'm here for you, always. I'm here for you anywhere, anytime. Don't feel any pressure to bottle up your feelings. You're safe now princess. You can open up and let it all out." I assure her. I couldn't bare to see her like this. It killed me.
She speaks with tears "It's too much Flynn. It's too fucking much, I cant do this anymore. Everything is too different. It's too much change. I miss her. I miss her so fucking much. But when Vin-Vincent yelled at me, it triggered some past memories of her. The bad ones.
When she hit me three days ago, I thought it was over. I thought that the woman that was once there had left. I know you said that she left ages ago, but I held out hope for her. I hel-helped her and fed her and took care of her. I even paid the stupid bills when she was too high or drunk to leave her couch. When she looked at me I couldn't find a single spark of hope left within that women. She faded away. My mother faded away. My own blo-blood. When I came here I experienced it too. I thought that after mother's death was announced that all the abuse was over, until my stupid biological brother took me in.
I felt like an outsider. They all knew each other. They all got along with each other so well. I felt like a loner compared to them. Vincent has all these rules that I have to follow, even though I'm turning seventeen in a few months. I cant even leave the fucking house whenever I want without informing one of my biological brothers. What kind of a rule is that? And don't even get me started on that son of a bitch, Xander.
I thought that I could handle all the name calling, but now I'm starting to wonder if it was really true. Was I an anorexic slut? I mean I know that I don't have a big appetite and I am underweight, but I didn't think about being anorexic? Was that true? Am I so skinny because I have a phobia of food? And what about him calling me a sl-slut and whore? Do I really dress like that? I was just really hot and warm from the sudden change in temperature and I didn't have anything else to wear.
I didn't know that it affected them so personally? I'm used to living alone so I thought that they wouldn't mind it but I can see how they st-stare at my body. They probably think that I am some stupid joke. Xander even had the fucking audacity to have me in a chokehold. I was so surprised by his behaviour, I thought that he would just verbally abuse me but physically? Was I really that big of a pain in the ass? Did I do anything to him for him to hate me this much?
When he had my neck in his h-hands I thought that he didn't even want me to be his sister. I thought that nobody wanted me at that point. I thought that I was some useless body that people only used. He even pun-punched me which hurt the most. It still hurts when u hug me. It hurts so freaking much mate, both physically and mentally.
To think that I was so stupid and foolish to think that the brothers who had loved me before would treat me the same. I should've known that they hated my guts. I mean that's why they didn't even want me, didn't they? They didn't even bother to make contact with me. I left them numerous phone calls and messages, only to be ghosted by them all. I guess that in the end, they tru-truly didn't want me. They probably only took me in out of pity. Or who knows? Maybe they still don't even want me and just took me in because they were forced to. That's probably the right scenario.
And not to mention how I miss you guys so fucking much. When I boarded that plane, I thought that I wouldn't see you guys ever again. I thought that I would've lost you too. I thought that you guys would have hated me for gho-ghosting you. I was too scared to even make contact with you. It was just too much at the time. I miss home so much. I miss the cold weather. I miss the business. I miss Ms.Carol. I miss all the fun nights we had together.
I missed us. I want to go back so badly. I hate it here, Flynn. I hate it here so much. Nob-Nobody here wants me or acts like they do anyways. If I were to just disappear nobody would come looking for me. I mean who would anyways? You guys would be too busy with the business and my biological brothers wouldn't even be bothered to search for me. I want to go back.
I want to go home."
After Tash finishes her last word she lets out another stream of tears from her eyes. My heart was beyond shattered for her at that point. I had no freaking idea of how much she actually suffered in the past two days. All I wanted to do at that point was give her the most comfort that a person could withhold at the moment. I wanted her to feel loved. I wanted her to feel like the most loved person in the whole entire world. I wanted her to feel that someone cares for her.
I care for her.
I let out a small droplet roll down my cheek. I take my hand and caress her puffy face. My shirt was soaking wet with all her tears. I wish that she wouldn't have bottled up all her feelings but I knew that this was the best method for her to get them all out of her system. I wanted what was best for my princess and that was to make sure she knew it.
"Shh shh, there there, it's okay princess, everything is okay. Trust me Tash when I say this, I would take a million bullets to see you smile. I would take infinite for your life. Tash, you mean more than the world to me and Seb. You are our rock. You bring out the best in us, you always do. When you smile, I smile. When you laugh I laugh. When you cry, I cry. Even though we don't share the same blood or DNA, you will always be my baby sister. Always. I love you to infinity and beyond. You are my buzz to my woody. Always remember that it is us against the world. So don't you ever, and I mean ever say anything bad about yourself again. Please remember that Seb and I would NEVER leave you. We will always be right by your side, through everything, thick and thin. We will always be here for you princess. Let's get you to bed. It's been a long day and you deserve some sleep." I comfort her.
She deserves the world and she deserves to feel loved. She missed out on that in her childhood but Seb and I promised each other that we would fulfil her dreams. I gently place a soft kiss on her temple and rub her arms. I slowly pick up her body and place her onto her massive bed. I roll the covers over her and place another kiss on her nose.
"Sleep well, my love." I whisper into her ear before I make my way to her door. My hand was on the handle when she says something all of a sudden.
"Don't go, can you cuddle with me instead?" she asks with her croaky, dehydrated voice.
"Of course princess." I instantly reply back.
If that would make her happy, I would happily do it for her. I jump into her covers and she hugs my side torso like a little baby. She was so small and tiny. She was adorable. She clinged to me like a little koala bear. I obviously hugged her back and she hangs one leg over me. She was beyond cute.
As long as Tash was with me, my life felt complete.
Shortly after, my eyes failed me and I too drifted off into a long sleep.