6. Almost Psycho

Emara Stone

Ryan's balled fist rammed into Ethan's face in a menacing yet brutal way.

Ethan's bruised face fell back, spilling blood everywhere like a fountain, but that didn't stop the maniac Ryan from holding him straight and punching him again.

He opened his mouth to spit curses and swear words at my brother, but due to hyper noise created by the nonsense crowd, I couldn't hear them clearly.

People were cheering and encouraging lunatic Ryan to break Ethan's teeth, but thanks to our director, Sir Roger A.K.A Pinky, who came in time and separated Ryan from Ethan like a possessive lover.

I again replay the video to read his lips and the swear words he spat, but other than motherfucker and howling of the crowd, I couldn't catch anything.

The only female screeches in the video are probably mine or Rose's. She did try her best to stop Ryan, but like a psycho terrorist on a mission, he blew Ethan's face with his TNT fists mercilessly.

I lie back on my bed as I watch the clip on repeat, Ryan's broad shoulders, his feral eyes, lethal punches, potent intense stamina and then there is my fruitless brother with his blood droplets in the air oozing from his bleeding nose.

Pathetic.

It would have been a turn on to see maniac Ryan. In fact, I would have touched myself if my brother was not in the video. I really have dinosaur’s luck!

Me and Ethan have never been on good terms since childhood. The pressure to be at least half good as him in studies and sports has caused resentment in our relation. At least from my side.

I don't want to be compared to his elite brilliant ass and the way he ignores me in college, I am pretty sure he didn't tell people I am his twin. We are just two different poles of Earth magnetically connected.

But alas! We are siblings and no matter who gets more love or attention, the rules don't change that we should support each other's ass. No matter how beaten it is.

I scroll through the comments to see people's reactions. They all are calling Ethan with various names: Dork, nerd, jerk, and geek, basically miming out on him. The video already has 14K views on it though it is uploaded a few hours ago with the title, 'A newbie got sacked fr flirtin n harassin his sista’

I throw the phone away, not liking how people are blaming and laughing at my brother. Sometimes social media can be a worse place to be in, like a stinking armpit. I stand up from the bed and walk to Ethan's room. I am not even surprised as I find him doing homework.

Ethan looks up at me as he senses me in his room. He has multiple bandages on his nose, his cheeks have criss-cross red cut marks and his lower lip has been torn down with the impact of powerful punches. He looks like a torn chip's bag, fixed with bandages.

Okay, I am surprised! I can't believe he is studying in such a condition.

"Why were you trying to toy with Rose? Didn't you know whose sister she is?" I sound highly pissed at him. He spoiled everything! I wonder how will I add this as the plot twist in my book.

"I wasn't toying with her." Ethan's voice comes out defensive, like an angry Karen at salon.

"She is way out of your league, bro." I tell him as I nonchalantly walk into his room and sit near the headboard of his bed. "I have seen you in the class flirting with her. And of course, other classmates have noticed it too." I tell him.

"None of my concern. You can exit my room." He bluntly says while studying through a book as thick as my hand. I really feel like to smack the book right on his face but he is already in pain so I think I will spare him this time.

Knock

Knock

"Can I have a talk with you?" Our father walks in his uniform as he starkly stares at his male sperm.

My Dad is a cop, but he is a prisoner to my Mom. Ethan and I are their by-products. He is the intelligent one and I, am the utter genius.

My father gawks around the room and finds me in the bed’s corner. I give him a full 32 teeth smile but in return, he narrow down his gaze suspiciously. He slowly sits on the other edge of the bed, but Ethan's full concentration is on his book like the nerd he is.

My father places his elbows on his knees tiredly as he sighs heavily, "Was it even worth it?" What?

Ethan looks up to dad with the same confused expression as mine, "Was it even worth to tease a girl and get beaten in return?" My father asks in annoyance. Annoyed at his only son's character.

“I didn't tease anyone." Ethan booms loudly, like Cadillac's exhaust. His focus shifts from the fatass book to the serious police officer sitting in front of him.

"Emara, could you leave us alone so we can have a man to man talk?" My father asks me to leave, his face stone like the Rock.

"No, I wanna hear it too." I stay at my point. I can't miss this gossip. What if it could be useful for me and I need to put it in my book?

My father sighs in frustration and runs his hands vigorously on his face. "Fine." His eyes again focus on his beaten son as he thinks for a moment and two.

I open Evernotes in my phone, ready to write down any important dialogue as my dad takes a deep breath before asking, "Is she hot?"

Ethan's face looks like mine when I don't know a single answer in a test, completely bamboozled. "What? Who?" He asks in confusion and I notice how his nose is swelled from the right but is fine from the left. He currently has a highly asymmetric ugly face.

"The girl! Is she that hot you sacrificed your face for her?” My father flat out asks him, but in return, Ethan rolls his eyes and again focuses on his beloved book.

"Look, Ethan. As a father, I'll advise you one thing. Girls will come and go... But son, plastic surgeries-"

"Dad, I wasn't doing anything to her." Ethan screams in frustration. He looks like a mentally unstable scientist who thinks Earth is flat, cats are aliens and they came on the flat Earth to rule over humans.

"Yeah, right! Show me her pictures. I want to see the girl you would blindly take a bullet for." My father gets into the cop mood and asks for the girl's identity.

"I have her pics." I self volunteer and forward Rose's Instagram profile. My father scrolls through her account as he looks at her pictures in pouting, posing with girls, on yatch, in gown, world tour.

"Well yeah, she is beautiful, rich and a trouble. So stop dreaming boy, and definitely stop teasing her." My father warns him in a friendly way. “That’s what I told him.” I add in the end.

I legit thought my brother was a genius, but if he was as smart as I thought him to be, he would have stayed far away from Rose, just like other guys in our university.

Ethan looks pissed as if a cow ate his homework pages before submission, he abruptly stands up from his study table, "I wasn't teasing her, I was just giving her my BOOK." He yells out loud so neighbors could hear his excuses too.

What a little loser!

"Oh well, you should have given her your book privately, you know like in an empty class where it's just you and her, not like in front of everyone." My father whispers slowly as he glances at me through the corner of his eye, thinking I won't understand him.

But he forgot, I am a product of his sperm too.

"What? No! Why nobody believes in me? I wasn't doing anything to her! We were just talking. It was her brother who came in and started throwing punches at me for no reason.” I and dad keenly listen to Ethan as he goes on and on and on. “He is sick. I wonder why nobody threw him in the hospital."

Did he just call my book's protagonist an unstable person? How dare he!

"I would have believed you son, if Mr. Roger Williams hadn't called me and told me about the scene himself.” My father says disappointedly, his only son turned out to be a naughty roadside romeo.

"And you believed him?" Ethan asks feeling betrayed, his eyes have immense sorrow created by the broken trust.

"Well yeah, after all, he is the Director of your college and a grown-up man. He wouldn't lie to me." Father further asks Ethan, "What did the director say to you?”

Ethan tiredly sits on his chair, ruffling through his hair as he answers, "He simply warned me. But said nothing to that guy because he's already suspended."

My father nods, he looks at his books then back at Ethan's smashed face, "Stop studying for a while and let yourself heal for a day or two." Suddenly Ethan couldn't keep calm, "But what about the lectures? And I have to get my lab manuals signed by this week.”

Father shakes his head as he orders, "You are grounded for at least two days, so your face could heal up and look like a human again other than a squashed egg."

Oh wow! That means I don't have to go to college too as Ethan is my sole driver. And also, I don't have to write the test paper ten times as I already know I am gonna fail. Such a good news. Muaaah god!

"See son, I know you are wise but girls are troublesome. And if you want, go after normal girls. Why do you have to check your luck on a chick whose brother is crazy and father is a notable person in the industry?” My father lectures Ethan. "But I wasn't doing anything. I was giving her my book." Ethan says dejectedly.

My father waves his hand and says, "Yeah ,okay! And always keep a condom with you just in case you have to urgently give her your book-" Ethan suddenly burst in embarrassment, "Dad! Don't even go there." My father nods in return understandingly.

"Should I keep a condom too in my bag just in case-" I whisper slowly but surprisingly, they both hear it and turn around to glare at me.

"Why are you still here? Go to your room.", My father growls at me as Ethan shakes his head in disappointment. What? I was just asking.

I lift my ass and walk to my room and text Ana that I won’t be able to come to the party tonight as I am grounded.

At least I'll get a few days off from my routine so I can invest my time in the book and begin drafting the chapters. As Ryan is suspended, so he won’t come either. Overall, it is good-good.

I open my laptop, scribble all the details and finally create the book that I was planning for a long time,

Name- The Wicked Alpha by Almost Psycho.

And upload!

P.S. The Wicked Alpha book is really written and you can read it on the app under author's name Almost Psycho ;)