In Love With Two Brothers – Chapter 36

  Chapter 36

Brittany POV

Rising up early in the morning, even before the cock thinks of crowing, I took off my night wears changing into my jogging outfits. Well, this had been my daily routine since I got to the clan. My former roommate then used to call me a snail for being slow sometimes, having this dizzy look when she wakes me up. She at times drag me to my feet, spanking me hard on my butt in order to recover from the dreadful compelling sleep which still lingers in my eyes, making it fade off in an instance. But right now, I’m used to getting up without being touched or told to. I missed my Ex-roommate, too bad, she died in an operation. Nora was brought in the following day, but we still haven’t got along, weird.

I glance at her bunk, she was still sleeping, undisturbed by the silent noise I make; she is such a deep sleeper, I wonder what her fate will be during the period of danger. I went out immediately, the cool breeze of the day slapping across my face giving me cool chill as I zoomed off. My legs hitting the ground with rhythm as my hands bounce a bit in the air. My breath seems to be freezing as I inhale and exhale in seconds, but I paid it no attention. I raced to the big field in the compound, doing some flimsy exercise in the process. The numerous Lamp stand across the lawn gave it a bright luminous glow, making the darkness clear off a bit.

Other members of the clan who are partakers of my routine could also be seen in various position, some were having a hot lovey-dovey section in a subdue area away from the light. After a few exercises, I headed to the ammunition house, passing the guards in charge without sparing them a glance. I picked up a pistle, aiming at a large paper hang in the wall, with black circles repeatedly drawn on it from the largest to the smallest orbit. I aimed at the tiniest circle, cocking the gun and pull the trigger.

It made a silent bang, as the bullet flew out to meet its target, hitting the board behind. I didn’t hit my target. This made me furious, being the first time I will lose a gun game; I have eyes of an eagle, always ready to take a shot of any tiniest thing far off. I’m very good at snipers and other guns, one of the best when it comes to handling and shooting equipment, but what has gotten over me, I thought angrily.

“You are losing focus” A voice muttered behind me, as I turned swiftly to face him. Brad stood in the door way, blocking the entrance; his hands stuck in his jean pants, as a smile ran across his face. I felt sparks in my stomach on sighting him, and kinda feel guilty seeing the sad smile on his face. It’s been more than a week now since I was punished by Macho and he hasn’t sent for me. I and Brad also hadn’t come in contact with each other ever since then. I tried keeping him out in order not to fall into risk, and face the wrath of Macho. It wasn’t easy at first, but we just had to stay away, and maintain physical distances, to avoid suspicions from any other person. He banged the door and locked it from the inside.

“Hey….what are you thinking about” He asked, coming to stand in front of me

“I erm…..” before I could utter a word, he placed his lips on mine, shutting me up, nibbling on my upper lips. His hands roaming to my back, while mine went to his neck, I stuck my fingers into his silky soft hair, pressing his face against mine.

“Brad….” I mo@n silently, as his hands went into my shirt, fondling my apples; placing k**ses across my neck, up to my earlobe.

“sh*t….Brad….don’t turn me on” I whispered. He stopped to stare at me with a smirk, I was already damn wet with his light touches and I believe he noticed it with the lustful way he was staring at me.

“What…..” I asked nervously taking my lips in

“Don’t do that” he snapped, as I quickly release it

“Why have you being avoiding me” he asked with a pout, his face looking like a baby who wants biscuits.

“Brad…I thought we talked about this….”

“Shhh….don’t speak” he cuts me shut, returning his eyes back to my already swollen lips

“I feel like f**king the hell outta you right now”

“Hey…. Someone can just bang in on us; I don’t want any problem yet, please. Come on..Brad….I also want this but we should also value our lives” I protested, he shrug, looking at the mess I made out of the shots.

“Why are you losing focus” He asked, perhaps trying to change the topic

“Don’t’ know…I’m kinda angry…I’m just too pissed that I can’t focus” I bluff, dropping the gun on a table

“So…what makes my sunshine this piss?” I sighed briefly, taking a seat; closing my eyes as Elsa’s message flashed back into my memory

“It’s Elsa..she is gonna be in danger” I muttered softly. He frowns and squinted at me

“Who is Elsa?” he asked, coming to sit beside me

“A maid, in my parent’s house” I explained in details who Elsa is to me

“So how is she in trouble?”

“She sent a message about the policemen, raiding the houses of many in Dung Town; they are looking for criminals and their hideout. Anyone caught with one sort of ammunition that is not legalized will be handed over to the law.”

“So???”

“Don’t you get it Brad, where she stays now, was once my hide out. I kinda left some guns and bullets, well in a safe and hidden place which she will not easily notice. But the police will damn search everywhere and might find it, and that might lead her into trouble because she knows nothing about it. Macho grounded me for two weeks and I won’t be able to leave the clan. I need someone to pick those things up for me, in fact without her notice. It’s actually in a bag, so she will have no clue.” I sighed

“Hmm…fine…I will help you out..” He assured

“Really…thanks” I beamed, hugging him

“Yea…just give me the details of the house and when I can go there. But…one more thing” He winked at me

“What….hunnnn…Brad….” I whined, already got his point.

“Just one round okay….”

“There are guards out there….they might…”

“Shhh…..just try your f**king best to keep your voice low, don’t mo@n to loud…I will be quick, this monster isn’t calming down. He wants his second” he winked, leaning to k**s my nape

“Brad…..oh….Brad….” I moan out, but he quickly shut me up with his lips.

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*7:30 Am*

“Come around everyone, you fools should walk like humans, breakfast is over” Dragon yelled angrily as everyone ran to the square; well, that’s what we call it. It’s more like a battle ground for fighting games like wrestling, boxing and kunfu. In this clan, we are taught different fighting skills, even with swords. Most times, we do competitions, games and so on, also earning awards and ranks from the leaders. We are probably fifty in total, so knowing one another won’t be a problem.

Once the clan members are reducing in population, the clan will recruit more members who are willing to join or forcefully make them join, just like the way I was forced. Everyone assembled round him in a moderate circle, fully prepared for today’s game. I stood close to a nearby statue with Brad a few distance from me. He winked at me when our eyes met; sending electricity sparks to my spine. I wonder how Brad managed to make me feel this way. His staying in the clan is what keeps me going.

“Good day Red foxes…..today, we will be having a wrestling game” I smiled. The whole group cheered in excitement

“Here is the plan; a person will step out to pick a partner of the same rank, which is to wrestle with. The winner will get a one week free leave to visit his/her family member, or perhaps go on a vacation, and will also be tipped with a sum of ten thousand dollar” He smile, looking at the facing of the eager ones

“While the loser will have to clean and arrange the ammunition store for a week, more weapons has been brought in, so it need someone to arrange it. Do you all agree with the requirement” he grinned

“Yeeee!!!!!!” They all chanted

“Okay…you will be timed, the last to get off the floor is the loser, so who is going first”

Two strong and well built guys came out from opposite direction, swirling the necks to different angles, cracking their knuckles in anticipation.

“Okay….we have Rocky and Stan…now let the game begin….fight” he yelled, as the two buffaloes collide with each other, each pouncing on the other, sending punching and blows. The crowd yelled loudly, as they crash to the floor, rolling in the dirt with slam across their faces. Rocky was the first to make a quick shot but Stan was fast in resisting him.

The game went on and on with Rocky winning the game, while Stan stood up, lines of dejection written on his face, he loosed the game. Rocky’s hand was held up high as they chant him as the winner. He stepped aside as Dragon came forward; the noise died down immediately as they waited for him to speak.

“Rocky is the winner of the game..”

“Yeeaaaa!!!!!!” They all screamed in glee

“But that is not the end of it….we need more volunteers…”

Before he could finish his words, Clara stepped into the ground in her wrestling clothes.

“I’m in……” She smirked, as dragon turned to face her.

“Fine, so who are you choosing?” he asked.

Her eyes glance round, and stopped at my direction, lingering on me. She smirked hard and pointed at me, as my heart skip a beat.

“Brittany….” She called with a loud voice, as all eyes turned to my direction

“What??” I heard Brad voice, as he walked closer to me

“That’s impossible, the rules states that you most choose an opponent which has the same rank as you, not a junior, Brittany isn’t even up to half your rank yet” He yelled with fury. We all know what Clara is up to, she just wanna ridicule me, and cause me pain. We all know that she is the best when it comes to fist fight; she was even once my kunfu teacher when I came to the clan, and she really made me face hell then. Not until Macho changed everything, giving me special treatment, but not without harsh punishment I offend him, which include brutal s*x. I know I can’t beat her, but why is she doing this, I thought silently, still looking at her.

“You don’t have to speak for her Brad” Dragon muttered, with a light grin

“What the F**k, she hasn’t even recover…….”

“Hey….they will know that you saw my back, which isn’t suppose to happen, mind the way you speak about me” I spoke softly, making him swallow his words, saying something else

“What did you say” Clara squinted

“She shouldn’t be the one for you, fine I will fight you” Brad suggested

“No…I want her and not you” Clara yelled with fury in her eyes. Dragon had to step in

“This is not a talk ground, if Brittany isn’t fighting; she has every right to opt” he yelled

“Brit…you hear that, just tell her you aint fighting” Brad whisper for only me to hear. I saw concern displayed in his eyes, he knows what Clara can do to me, and he doesn’t want that. He knows that I might not win this fight and might end up with another hard labour joined with my punishment. Brad has a warm heart and will do anything for his loved one, I should listen to him, my body will say, but my mind is saying otherwise. I wanna face Clara at least for once, she had being taunting me for a long time now, and I have been making secret threat about dealing with her which only I and Brad knows about. I think now is the time I make it a reality.

“No….i will fight with her” I spoke out

“What??’ I heard Brad’s voice as I stepped into the ring, Clara’s smirk clearly seen by everyone; my blood was boiling hot

“Ok….so let the game start, we know the rules right?” He asked. We both nodded

“O…kay…..fight” he yelled as she sent me a quick kick, pouncing on me like a jaguar, I coughed out blood at her first punch, she smirked, twisting her neck sideway, as she set for my attack. I sent a hard blow to her jawbone but she dodge it, sending sparking cuts to my chest, making me stagger back. I tried attacking again, but she kept getting the upper hand, I was already getting weak, almost stumping on the floor when I heard Brad’s voice

“You can make it Brit…don’t give her a chance, get up” I shook my head to have a better view as my vision is already getting blur. Clara is such a fast fighter, she doesn’t give her opponent a breathing space; looking at her right now, she doesn’t seem hurt at all. I staggered back to my feet, wiping the blood off my lips. I set my punch ready for her to strike; I tried targeting her upper arm where her strength lies. She, being oblivious of my plans lunch at me with force, as I gave her the first strike, her hand wobble, as she draws back, quite shock.

She flung her hands, and set it again, trying to attacker but I waved it sending a hard blow to her face, she groan in pain, trying to get back at me but wasn’t fast enough. I pulled her hair from the back, landing her on the floor sending sparking cuts into her body, dragging her on the floor in the process. Picking her from the ground, I pushed her towards the statue I lean on earlier, as she crashed into it, breaking her nose in the process. I was already filled with rage, power and strength which I can’t comprehend.

“Arrggggg” She groan I pains, I didn’t give her a breathing space, I drag her back to the center, sending numerous punches disfiguring her face, until I heard a stop. I pause in my act, still boiling with rage as I drop her to the ground, walking out of the square; her blood dripping off my hand, I know I have broken the rules by going too far in injuring her that bad, but I have fulfill my secret promises, I think I’m satisfied. Everyone stared at me in shock, their mouth widely open; they couldn’t even cheer because they were not expecting me to win the fist battle. I’m good in guns, they know that, but I got lots of secret which they are yet to find out, which I myself is even yet to fully discover.

This is just the beginning; Dragon is next, then Macho.

The wrestling game was forced to end that day as Clara was rushed to the clinic, she clearly lost consciousness. Her friend Celine, glared hard at me as made her way to the clinic. Dragon only stared at me with a surprise look, he wasn’t expecting such from me, not even in his dream I think. Jane; my only female friend in the clan ran to hug me.

“That was a banger, jeezz….Brit…she deserved what you did to her. I hate that Clara, she just scares me sometime because she is strong and all that…f**k her” She snapped

“Thanks Jane” I replied rather sulkily

“Ohh…hey…don’t feel bad okay, the boss might pardon you, you never wanted to fight with her anyway. So she deserves it..hmm…check you later” She taps my shoulder lightly going her own way, as Brad drew closer

“Hey….” He muttered softly. Looking at him, he seem to be holding back his laughter

“What??” I asked bewildered

“You did exceedingly marvelous. I’m proud of you, hmmmm” he smiled

“Don’t come too close, thanks” He rolled his eyes, raising his hand in the air.

“Are you coming this night” He whispered, but I heard him

“Nope”

“Why” he asked, pouting

“I’m still grounded; I don’t really have free access to everywhere now…just wait for the result first. If I am granted this one week free leave, then we will have to spend some nights together” I winked

“Yes!!” he exclaimed. A guard walked towards me, nudging my arm

“Brit….boss wants you in his suite, now” He stated firmly as my heart thuds, I glance back at Brad who gave me a reassuring smile, as I follow the guard who led the way. What does Macho have for me this time? I thought

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TBC…

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Please lots of comments…

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why do you think Macho sent for Brittany..

And what will be the fate of Clara, the proud chick….

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As for those of you commenting, i’m really grateful. Your comments inspire me the more, thanks so much…muahh.

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Love Y’all

Vickie Dora