Warnings: A lot of abuse that you may not like
Brothers' Backstory Part 3
Daniel Schädel swayed into the room where his offspring took their daily activities, the eldest looking up to catch his father cleaning his hands into a white handkerchief before grabbing the keys to the vehicle he used to drive his prostitutes and other wives around.
"Jörg"
The boy flinches "yes, sir."
"From now on, if your sisters or mother ever disrespect me again you have the permission to punish them, protect your family name."
"Y-yes...sir."
"Did you hesitate?"
"No! No father of course I did not hesitate!"
"Stutter again and I will tie your hands to the car and drag you downtown."
"Yes, sir." Jörg whispers looking at his sisters.
Mr. Schädel move around the living room causing them to hold their breath, the eldest of the girls squeezing her pencil tightly when she felt her father right behind her. The anxiety feeling killing her, waiting to be yelled at by this strict man.
They all knew their father had other families but never did they have the right or courage to reproach him anything, never having the bravery to stand up to him or defend their siblings from him, much less rescue their mother from his claws.
"Ana."
"Y-yes, father?"
"If you are the eldest of your sisters, knowing that keeping our name clean is very important to me, why did you let them swim in Rosen lake?"
"...I...I..."
"Come with me."
Mr. Schädel grabs her as if she was a rag doll and yanks her out the room by the back of her hair, the girls after him, pleading their father to let her go and spare her mistake, Jörg and Klause stayed behind looking at each other, speaking via eye contact.
Hearing the cries of her daughters, Lady forces herself to run out the house and catches her husband exposing Ana to the people, she was nude, all eyes looking at her, the girls were on their knees pleading and crying.
"Daniel!" Lady removes her daughter from him and covers her up. "Daniel, how could you do this to your daughter!"
"They like to expose themselves to the boys then let them see her front row!"
"Daniel...please."
Mr. Schädel shoos the people and turns to his family, Jörg being the only one capable of holding his gaze, the man smiles at him knowing Jörg would keep this family in line. He knew that because his son was exactly like him, same ways and habits, that voice of authority, the strength of a leader and the brains of a genius, his hands worked from a young age and his memories covered with the knowledge of crimes. The perfect criminal. The perfect son.
"Jörg, don't disappoint me."
"Never, sir."
Their father disappeared for months, after the horror event things had calmed down except for the fact that...
Charlotte was meeting with Kakarot in "romanticism" if they could say so.
Jörg paced from side to side his youngest sister would be presenting that foreign lover of hers, the time had come and he had arrived. It was gut wreaking watching the girl speaking and being kissed by the man who had caused his family so much problems, his mother was thrilled with the entire situation. Making him even more furious, she had completed her wish, since she was expecting they marry within a month.
"What part of Italy are you from Mr. Son?" Jane, one the girls, asked.
"I was born in Venice but I live in Rome with my parents and brother."
"Rome! We heard it is beautiful!"
"Indeed, it is beautiful."
Lady smiles and leans forward "Mr. Son...what do you think of beauty and women."
"I believe they don't mix."
"Why is that?"
Jörg and Klause couldn't help but glare heavily at their mother and sisters, it was fucking disrespectful! If only their father was there to stop such nonsense.
"Well Mrs. Schädel, young women and old women always yearn for sweet words to feed that ego they have so they only end up becoming bottomless pits for they only admire the artificial beauty they show while that yearning feeling stays unfilled because no one can see that a woman despite their years or they way they look, are just beautiful as nature could give."
The women were left speechless, this young man, was maybe the definition of Mr. Right.
Autumn took over the grounds and trees, on a cold afternoon beautiful Charlotte spilled her suffering to the wind as she held a paper in her hands, a farewell note, cruel few words breaking everything she had dreamed of.
"Charlotte?" Jörg said coming from between the trees
"What's wrong Charlotte?" Klause quickly went to her rescue, or so he thought could help.
"J-Jörg...brother please don't punish me." She sobbed fearing for herself.
"What? Charlotte tell me what is the matter!"
She shakes as she hands her brothers the farewell note and stutters to spill out the truth.
"I'm pregnant."