"Hayden told
that you’re…" I began saying softly.
"Dead?" Harvey finished my sentence for
smoothly.
He grinned at
before returning his attention to the dog on his lap as if what I wanted to discuss was sothing insignificant and unimportant.
"…Yes," I replied.
"I keep telling Hayden to introduce
to his girlfriend, but he always refused. It’s such a sha really…" Harvey said, sounding regretful while dodging my previous question entirely.
I was still quite scared of Harvey; however, his presence didn’t seem to intimidate
as much as Hayden did. Regardless of my own fears, I wasn’t willing to just let this slide. If I asked Hayden about this, he might not tell
anything again. Therefore, my best bet right now is to try to get so answers out of Harvey.
"Harvey, why does everyone think that you’re dead?" I asked again.
I made sure to speak out much louder than last ti. He must have heard
and the seriousness in my voice. Harvey’s eyes widened at little at
as if he was surprised then he smiled an icy smile that made my skin crawl.
"Because it would have been better for everyone if I died…" Harvey replied casually.
"What?" I said cluelessly.
What is he talking about?
"Well, for a while at least…" he said before shrugging like it was nothing concerning.
"You faked your death?" I asked, trying not to sound accusing.
"I did…oh…but it wasn’t my idea," Harvey said.
That doesn’t make it any less your fault. I didn’t have to guess whose brilliant idea it was to fake Harvey’s death. Harvey ntioned that he spoke to Hayden, so his younger brother knew for sure that he is alive. Guess I already knew who I should credit the idea to.
"Why? Why would Hayden suggest such a crazy thing?" I asked as my temples started to throb.
"He wanted to help . He really is such a good brother," Harvey said with a warm smile as if he was thinking of his dear younger brother.
"Help you…with what?" I asked, in pure confusion.
It was like these two brothers loved to talk in riddles and I had a hard ti understanding them both. Why can’t they just talk directly like normal people and just tell
what is going on?
Instead of replying to my question, Harvey gently lifted Little Hayden off his lap before placing him down carefully on the floor next to his feet. The poor dog looked up with pleading eyes as if saddened that he had been let down. Harvey patted the dog’s head and said so tender words of comfort. Harvey then stood up from his seat before turning to face
directly.
Instinctively, I took a step back away from him. His blue eyes were suddenly very cold and emotionless as they stared at my face. I felt the blood drain from my face as I felt the temperature in the air around
drop by several degrees. Sothing changed about Harvey, and I wasn’t sure if I liked it.
He took a step forward towards
and I took another step back. His cold blue eyes watched ; however, he didn’t say anything. With each step that I took backwards, I realized that I got more and more scared of him and what he might do. Although the brothers looked very similar to each other, I knew and trusted Hayden, but I didn’t know anything about Harvey. I couldn’t trust him.
I cursed myself and my own foolishness silently. Why didn’t I turn to run? I should have just run away from this place. Now it was too late, and I was completely cornered. The hardness of the wall hit my back and I was trapped between it and the man in front of .
His hand slowly reached out towards my face, and it took everything inside
to stop myself from screaming out loud for help. His hand was large and very pale. His fingers were beautiful long, and they were slowly coming closer towards my face.
"You have beautiful hair…" he whispered tenderly as his fingers held a lock of my hair.
His eyes drifted to admire the lock of hair that he held, and my eyes automatically followed. Harvey began twirling the lock of hair playfully as he smiled. My body froze in fear and his closeness made
felt extrely uncomfortable.
Hayden…when are you going to get ho?
If you can’t find
in the mansion, will you know that I’m in here?
In my ti of desperation, my mind drifted to Hayden. I didn’t like being so helpless but in this exact situation, who else can save
from Harvey if it wasn’t his brother?
"Your neck is so slim…" Harvey whispered sweetly as his hand released my hair.
In the next mont, his fingers began tracing along my neck. I shrank back from his touch before his soft touch found the sensitive skin of my neck. I bit my lip and winced as I prayed harder for Hayden to co help .
"Stop it…" I said through clenched teeth.
"You don’t look too bad now that I can see you up close…" Harvey said as his eyes seed to appraise .
His fingers slid up my neck and my body stiffened even further. I wanted to scream but I doubt that anyone would be able to hear . What do I do now?
"Please stop…" I said softly.
"Stop?" Hayden said with a genuinely confused look on his face.
It was like he had no idea what I was referring to. At that mont, I wasn’t sure what was worst between knowingly acting evil or innocently acting evil.
He began caresses my cheek with the back of his fingers. His touch was light and slow; however, I didn’t think of it as feeling pleasant at all.
His eyes left my face as it traveled down my body, and I cringed internally. Hayden looked at
like that before around when we first ant. I was so scared back then, but it was nothing compared to now.
--To be continued…
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