Scarlett POV
I can't believe he is finally here, I actually have my brother sat across from me, I asked him to my apartment after I made sure that everyone else was alright, couldn't believe that Johnny had got shot, but the doc assured me that he would be fine and walking in just over a week.
"So you were wearing a bloody green shirt when you fell in, great minds must think alike" he says smirking, I smile happily at him for this,
"Couldn't you have at least sent me a message to tell me you were alive? I though you were dead" I say, my smile vanishing as well as his own,
"Because if someone found out that I had a sister then you would have been dead by now" he says, I glare at him for this,
"I can take care of myself. You of all people know that" I say, he nods at this slowly, possibly alike remembering some of the many times we had to fight for food, shelter and our lives.
"Well excuse me for caring…I only have room in my mind to care for one person and you just happen to be that one" he says, I smile lightly at him for this, he's always been like this, always over-protective, I should have known he wasn't dead, he would pull this kind of thing to keep me safe.
"It doesn't bode well with me that I am a weakness," I say, looking to him meeting him eye to eye.
"You are not a weakness Scarlett…Angel. Far from it" he says, getting up from his seat, as if on instinct I get up as well, I look down as if embarrassed by doing this, I've always been that little girl following after her big brother.
"You are…my little sister. Whom I would happily kill for. You are not a weakness. You are…. strength!" he says I look to him surprised,
"You are strength within me, you are strength and hope. Not just to me but to all those people. Your what we have all needed…An Angel" he says smirking, I laugh at this.
"I will have to do something about those cops though" he says, but as soon as he says that one word I suddenly have a gun in my hand and shoot a vase next to him, he looks to be shocked and with confusion but I don't care, he dared to say that one word, THE word – the name of those people!
"I…hate…cops" I say, feeling myself shake slightly, the utter rage that suddenly is within me is both alarming but also…good!
"Well well well, looks like I found your pressure point" he says, looking at me his smile getting wider, my eyes on him solely, he points with both index fingers on either side of his head,
"Something that makes you…"Angry" a word, or something that relates to the one thing that makes you beyond…PISSED! Those people are what makes you angry, I am slightly similar, only…I'm always angry" he says, I giggle suddenly at his words, my big brother all angry all the time, nothing different there.
"I know big brother. That's probably how I get on so well with you" I say happily, giggling a little, he laughs too,
"I missed feeling this though, I wanted to be out there shooting guns, killing people releasing that anger! But they never did. They stopped me from being who I am, and then they used me, and then finally…they released the demon within me" I say, he smirks at this coming over to me,
"Your not a demon my dear - you have the fire I'll give you that! But you CARE too much, you LOVE too much, already shown this many times, that's why…you're an angel" he says, I smirk at this,
"Not you too, you know as well as I do that I am not an Angel" I say, he steps closer to me at this, I know a lot of people would be nervous as hell to have himt his close but not me, I feel the safest I have ever felt with him near me,
"That! Is the joke!" he says and without warning we both at the same time laugh out loud.
"Now then, we need you to move out, those bastard cops will be coming after you, my contacts say that the good captain told others of what he was doing and whom he was investigating. So lets pack your bags and find you a new home" he says, I nod at this, agreeing with what he says.
It doesn't take too long to pack my clothes and items that I consider precious,
"You…kept this all this time" I look behind me to see him holding a small album, I smile at this stepping to be beside him, looking down and seeing the pictures of us, as kids and as we grew up.
"No matter where I went I kept it, Id look at it when I had a bad day and hope that you were alive and remember when we were kids" I say, he looks to me and looks back down at the pictures. I step away and zip up my bags and suitcase,
"My men will pick all this up later, we need to get you a wig and then we'll get you a house" he says, I loo to him at this confused,
"A wig?" I ask, not sure if I heard him correctly.
I know it's a short update but I wanted to give a little bit of the brother and sister moment more depth, next chapter will be longer I promise.