A/N: See how fast I update! It's only been and hour and I already posted the third chapter! Sorry… I was having a moment… Anyways ENJOY THIS CHAPTER AS WELL!
Lies, lies, lies…
Victor took his seat once more and worked on Richard's writing assignment. After a few minutes he had finished only half of the work when his bedroom door slammed open making Victor jump out of his chair.
"My bad…" Vincent had just entered the room.
"My bad?" Victor asked, "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"
"Well sorry Mr. Sensitive!"
Victor glared at his older brother. "Next time can you knock before -no- instead of slamming the door open?"
"Okay, okay! Sorry! Shesh… Talk about moody li'l bro!" Vincent laughed taking a seat on Victor's bed. "So… Finished with your homework yet?"
Victor shook his head nervously.
"What ya got left?" Vincent asked taking a paper from the desk that was next to Victor.
"Hey! Please give that back!" Victor asked trying to take the paper away from his older brother. Victor looked at the paper and recognized it immediately. 'Oh-oh!' Victor thought, 'That's the paper that says that Richard got in trouble!'
Vincent stretched out his hand and placed it on his brother's face to prevent his little brother from getting close to him. Victor waved his arms wildly struggling to get the paper back.
"You got in trouble for chewing gum?" Vincent asked.
"What?" Victor asked still trying to get the paper back.
"It says here that you got in trouble for chewing gum!" Vincent said.
"I… um… It's not mine!" Victor said.
"What do you mean it's not yours?" Vincent asked annoyed.
"It says here…" Victor said trying to point at the bottom of the paper. "Richard Marrow…"
"Huh?" Vincent looked at the paper confused. "'Richard Marrow…'" Vincent read to himself.
Vincent let go of Victor and he fell on the ground.
"Ow…" Victor wined.
"How is it that you have this?" Vincent asked as he stood up to help Victor up.
"I found it on my way home!" Victor said once he got up.
"Okay… Why were you sad during dinner?" Vincent asked this time taking a seat on Victor's chair.
"I wasn't sad! I-I just… Wasn't hungry…" Victor said nervously.
"Whatever you say li'l bro… I'll see ya later." Vincent got up and exited his brother's room.
Victor bowed his head in shame.
"Victor." Victor looked up and saw his brother at the door speaking to him. "I want you to remember that I'm your big brother and that you can tell me anything, okay?"
Victor nodded and Vincent closed the door.
"Close one…" Victor whispered to himself.
Victor truly hated to lie to his parents and especially to Vincent. Vincent always thought that Victor was a good kid and that he had many friends. He would have never expected his little brother to lie that's why Vincent trusted Victor on anything he said to be true. However, Vincent always had this little feeling that told him that everything Victor said was just a big fat lie.
It was two o'clock in the morning and Victor couldn't sleep. So many things passed through his head. Like going into the mansion without telling his parents or his brother. Also having to lie to his brother for like the millionth time. And not to forget the glowing figure he'd seen yesterday. Yeah, today was going to be an interesting day…
A few hours later Victor went to school not having any sleep the night before, yet ha didn't feel tired. The thought of going into the mansion kept Victor quite awake.
All of Victor's classes went by quickly. He was in his seventh period class and the end of the day was close. He sat on his chair staring at the clock on the wall waiting for 3 o'clock. Although he was very nervous about going into the mansion, he still just wanted to get this over with.
Victor kept staring at the clock. Suddenly one thing took over Victor's mind. Vincent. Victor kept hoping that his brother wouldn't find out about the mansion thing. But Vincent was always suspicious about Victor. The only thing Victor could do was hope.
The bell rang after what it seemed an eternity for Victor. He walked slowly down the hallways toward the exit. He wondered if it had been a bad decision to accept going into the mansion. It probably was. Victor made many mistakes. Yeah, it was one of Victor's mistakes, maybe even the biggest one yet but he didn't want to be considered the scardy cat of the entire school.
Victor went home and as always went to his room but not to do his homework because it was Friday. Victor took one of his sketchbooks and started drawing a butterfly. When Victor was nervous he always drew butterflies or what he was nervous about. An hour passed and Victor had drawn about thirty pictures of butterflies and one of the mansion.
"Victor?" Victor heard his mom say from outside his bedroom. "Are you there?"
"Yeah mom." Victor replied.
"Well, dinner's almost ready so please come out of your room in five minutes."Nell said, "What are you doing?"
Victor looked at the stack of papers full of drawings of butterflies and said, "I'm just drawing."
"Okay then." Was the last thingNell said before leaving.
It was yet another quiet dinner. Victor had to make an excuse to be able to get out of the house before seven o'clock. He couldn't just sneak out. His brother was always aware of when Victor was in the house or not. It would be too risky so instead Victor decided to just ask his parents.
"Mom, dad, could I got to my friend's house at seven?" Victor asked.
His parents exchanged surprised looks. It was the first time Victor had asked to go to a friend's house or to even be with a friend.
"Sure son." William replied, "Who's your friend?"
Victor froze, he had to come up with a name or just say something before his brother would start getting suspicious.
"Richard!" Victor accidentally yelled. 'Why'd you say 'Richard'?' He asked himself in his head. He turned to his brother who seemed to be researching something in his head.
"Richard?" Vincent finally said, "Isn't he that kid who you said got in trouble for chewing gum in class?"
Victor nodded slyly.
Nell and William stared at their two sons.
"Ignore your brother sweetheart." Nell said shaking her head while Vincent glared at his mother. "Where is your friend's house?"
"Close to here…" Victor said slowly.
"Want me to drive you there?" William asked.
"No it's okay dad." Victor quickly said. "It's not far from here… I'll just walk there."
"What time will you be back?" Nell asked concerned.
"Around eight." Victor said looking at his watch.
"Want me to pick you up?" Vincent asked sarcastically.
"No thanks." Victor replied.
"Why not?" Vincent asked trying to sound surprised.
"One; you don't even know where my friend lives and two; I think I can handle walking."
"But you might get lost in the darkness!" Vincent said still sarcastically. "Besides, you're afraid of the dark!"
"Vincent!" Nell yelled very annoyed. "Thanks enough thank you!"
"Sorry." Vincent said chuckling to himself.
Victor stared at his brother hoping Vincent wouldn't find out what Victor was really going to do at seven.
After dinner Victor went to his room.
'Lies, lies, lies! That's all I ever do!' Victor yelled in his head. 'That's all I'm good at! I always have to lie! To my parents, to my brother! MY OWN BROTHER! The only friend I have!'
Victor fell on his bed trying not to cry. But he couldn't stop the tears from coming out. He couldn't take it anymore. All his life was filled with lies, nothing but lies. Victor wanted to scream. There was too much pressure for such a young child. He could tell someone but the consequences. But then again, what could be worse than lying to your family, to your brother, your only friend?
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