He had gotten restless and decided to go check on them. Good thing he did too. In an instant, he had pushed Eliza back and slammed Charles onto the wall. "And just because you're an angsty teenager, doesn't give you the right to treat people like crap."
"And just because you were kidnapped it doesn't mean you were dead, now does it, William?" He paused for a second to let everyone let the information sink in as he pushed Wil/Liam away from him, "And call me whatever you like. Coward. Angsty Teenager. Faggot. I've been called that several times, and guess what? I'm still here. Yes, I ran away, yes, I handled my problems the wrong way. But what about you two? You Roger, never actually searched for me after I ran away. And you," He turned to the male fire elemental, "And you, you pretended to be dead for what? Four years? Then, you saw poor clueless Roger and decided not to mention it once? What kind of monsters are we?"
He covered his mouth and laughed. "You think I'd actually call you that? My gods, you really are like dad," he said and hiccuped as he laughed, "look at you. I can see it in your face. Always happens, always turns full circle," he said before slamming his fist into Charle's stomach, holding back slightly but enough to cause bruises, "and don't you ever assume you know what happened to me. Don't you ever. I'd rather deal with a drunken bastard like him than anything else. Trust me, your orientation. Your brothers? It's irrelevant. All of it. So get your head out of your ass and grow up. By the way, orientation is fluid. It can be something then change, and only you know your own, so stop making damn assumptions about Roger's. I didn't say it before but call her that again and you'll wish I was dead."
He doubled over in pain but in return just looked back at Liam with a hurt but maniacal smile on his lips. "You can hurt me like you want. Emotionally. Physically. Psychologically." He shrugged innocently as his eyes welled up, "I've been hurt in any way you can imagine. And I won't take any assumptions of what happened to you, and I never did, but I bet you have also gone through pain. Doesn't change the fact you lied by omission to Roger. Don't know for how long you've seen him after reuniting, but I can bet it has been more than a week. And you still haven't told him that you're the brother he lost when we lived her in Moscow? You want to know what I'm doing here? I was looking for clues and traces to find out where you might be. I love you William but that does not absolute you from anything. It does seem like you only care about your new friends now." He then turned to Eliza and snarled at her, "And yes, I know you'r not Roger's sex toy. He doesn't even like sex that much." Charles crossed his arms as the tears started flowing.
My eyes had widened in surprise at what had just happened since Liam and Roger had found us. "Charles, even through what you are saying, you aren't intending to hurt Roger, Liam and myself. You're angry, I understand that, because no one came to look for you. You thought that your family had abandoned you, and I understand that too, coming from a broken family. Like you, I had a crappy father as well, except instead of being drunk, he was mentally insane. He got remarried to a lady as insane as him, and the one person that I could connect to that is still breathing has left the academy to go back to Texas. The only difference is that you have a family reunited, something that I will never, ever have. I would give everything to have my mom alive again, my brother back home instead of running off, and my dad, calm instead of being a raging lunatic. Even though you might despise your brothers, at least you still have them, Charles. So appreciate them, love them, even though it will be hard to re-establish the connection, because unlike myself, who has no one outside of the academy to go back to, no home, no friends, no family, you have people who love you that you can rely on." I say, before leaning back against the wall, trying to fight back tears as memories of my family came back to me.
"never thought you'd be all "I came here to find you" noble crap when you have an affiliate rotting in jail because of you. Path to hell is alwayss paved with good intentions," he called back but paused for the other two.
"Because of me? He is not an affiliate of mine. Only taught me a lesson or two. I said that he couldn't have stolen the children, and even if he did, what does that even have to do with me coming here for you?"
I stood behind. "Liam, that likely isn't the full truth. And according to the footage, Charles's associate didn't kidnap the children willingly. Katherine controlled him to do it, which explains why there was a substantial amount of not only evidence but traces of mind-controlling magic as well." I turn towards Charles, giving him a sympathetic smile. "This won't be the last time we meet, Charles, I can assure you of that. And by the time all of this is said and done, your family will be reunited." I say before I walk off with Liam and Roger.
He slid into the drivers seat and waited for them, he wasn't in the mood to talk nor was he going to start pointing out everything wrong with what she had said. He didn't particularly consider himself apart of that family, hell to him William had died, but it wasn't going to help.
"So you are going to illicitly drive? Now that I know you are my younger brother I can't let you do that." Roger said, and what should be humorous rather came out if Roger with resent, aridness but no rancor whatsoever. Just pain.
"Okay first off, if you start that crap I'll be whacking you enough that you get amnesia and forget that I am," he pointed out, "and two, I have a license. It's just not with me and Russia is so corrupt, no one's going to care."
"You must thing I am stupid for not remembering my brother after four years, 15 kgs and blonde hair dye, aye? Well I must. Can't really explain it but I suppose that losing you hurt me so much I tried to supress every memory with you in the past and move on. Not really what a good brother would do, I suppose..."
"The important thing is that all of you have found one another. One day, all of you will be reunited again." I say as I sigh in the backseat with a soft sigh, thinking about what Charles and i talked about, and revealing my past to these three brothers. I rolled up the sleeve of my shirt and noticed that my burn marks were back as I quickly unroll my sleeve before someone could notice.
"Something that you may not acknowledge yet, but over time, you will. That you've found your family, your home. Yes, bad memories can make you all angry at each other, but now you know they aren't lost, or dead." I say looking out the window.
He sighed, "You don't understand, do you? Regardless of whatever you have gone through and what you have become and what you have changed, we'll always have a bond that ties us ad brothers. We just need to strengthen what seems to be almost impossible now."
"Loved, past tense," he said, "and you don't know what I've done." He pointed out, "I've killed people, you know? Better for you to keep the half memories of a boy who you loved than replace them with a monster."
I listen to you two talking as I was falling in and out of sleep, and every time I was in my sleep, I would have the same nightmare over and over again of my dad torturing me, and I managed to burn one of my arms pretty badly.
"Never is with families, isn't it?" I chuckle softly. "The thing is Roy, I know what it's like to not have a family to rely on, and that's something I don't want for you and your brothers. It will take time, but I want all of you to be happy in some manner, together as a family. It's an opportunity I never will have, but since your family does, I want to help you relish in that opportunity."
I chuckle slightly. "It doesn't matter what order we want to do things in. We can do anything we want to do, Roy. Here'a a proposition - since we're adement about going to the spa, we could do that, and then, we could grab dinner and walk around downtown Moscow. If you'd rather stay in, then we can do that too, but fair warning - I am a bloody awful cook."