A Taste of Kaos Part 2 Chapter 2

For Jan (Feel better hon and Thank You), Shar and Caye.

Chapter 2


Kaos paced back and forth, in front of the high windows of the living room. Looking out, he saw a sea of green. The beautifully manicured lawn and fountain were there, but he didn’t see them. He took a drag from his cigarette and exhaled the smoke. He shook his head and turned around, putting the cigarette in the heavy crystal ashtray that he had brought with him.

He waved away the cloud of smoke and placed the ashtray on the nearest table; then walked out of the room. Cutting through the dining room, he headed for seclusion. He had made it to the stairs, when he heard his name being called. His shoulders tensed; then he relaxed. He turned around and faced his sister Tigress Bella. Her long black hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, her face free of makeup showed her high cheekbones, full lips and jade-silver eyes, framed by dark lashes.

He was surprised that she didn’t have a long line of boys following her. She had grown into a beautiful young woman. He plastered a smile that didn’t reach his eyes and walked toward her.
“Ti, sweets, what do you wish of me?”
He tried to sound happy, but his face looked strained and tight.
She frowned, as she watched him. He wore jeans and a sweatshirt - nothing special.
She rolled her eyes. “You promised that you’d take me shopping, remember?”
She sounded annoyed. Kaos groaned inwardly. All day being at her beck and call didn’t appeal to him. If it was Chrysalis Kelly, it would be fun. The things he’d love to do to her in those dressing rooms, made him shudder inwardly. He felt his dick hardened and lengthen in his jeans. Kaos was thankful that the sweatshirt was long enough to cover that part of his anatomy.

“I’m sorry Ti. I forgot. Let me change and we’ll go. Should we take the SUV or the Hummer?”
He teased.
She shook her head, her hair swishing from side to side.
“We’re not going if you’re going to be miserable. I know that Roar is barely talking to you. He’ll come around; you just have to give it time.”
Time. Kaos thought. He didn’t want to give Roar time. He wanted his silly, smiling brother back. Not the man that replaced him. Roar was coldly distant, yet civil to him and that was only for the sake of Ti.

Roar went out of way at times to avoid him. If Kaos entered a room, Roar would leave it. Roar would ignore any question Kaos directed at him. However, at least he was here in England. Trace had been told the news, before Kaos had left for England and all he had done was get up and leave the room. Calla had promised to talk to him. So far, Calla was the only one he was speaking too. She told Kaos that Trace had to think. Calla asked him to give Trace time. Well, Kaos was sick of being the bad guy and he was sick of giving everyone time.

It hadn’t been easy for him keeping the family secrets. It ate away at him, not telling his brothers, trying to decide whether they were ready or not to hear the truth. He was just tired of the responsibility. For now, he wanted to shrug it off his shoulders. All the anger directed toward him wasn’t fair and all the silence was pissing him off. He was getting angry at his brothers and he was even angrier at his Father.

Ti laid a hand on his forearm and rubbed it, trying to soothe him.
“They’ll come around. Don’t worry.” She gave him a sad smile and he knew she wasn’t thinking about Roar; she was thinking about Trace. Kaos had seen the look of disappointment on her face, when she arrived at Vasya’s mansion, and didn’t see Trace. She had wanted to get to know her brother, whom she had pushed away for the sake of her Father. Ti absorbed the information about Trace’s life. He had a girlfriend that he was deeply in love with. She asked a thousand questions about Calla, even begging for her phone number to talk to her. She smiled when she heard Trace was working with horses and laughed, hearing that he hadn’t changed too much from the serious and stoic man she had known, before he ran away.

Kaos put his hand over hers and squeezed it. “Let me change and we’ll go okay?” She nodded. Shopping with her would take his mind off of Roar, Trace and Chrysalis, whom he had learned was in Ireland right now. Vasya had received a call from her, informing him that she and her cousin Marissa had arrived safely. Kaos had been jealous of Vasya getting the call but was thankful she was only a boat ride away.

In his room, Kaos changed his shirt, put on his leather jacket and grabbed his sunglasses. He tied his hair back and stuffed a pack of cigarettes in his jacket pocket. He picked up the house keys Vasya had given him. He rushed down stairs to hear laughter in the foyer. He heard Roar’s voice float toward him along with Ti’s. Taking a deep breath and steeling himself for an icy reception, he walked toward the direction of the voices. Roar looked up and saw him; then the laughter melted from his face. Vasya frowned and Ti pleaded with Roar, using eye contact to please be nice. He walked up to the group and focused his attention on Roar.

“You can keep sulking and acting like a little shit all you want. I don’t care. Think well about the fact that I had to keep the secret and I carried the burden of knowing all of this. Think about the fact that because of Father, we didn’t get to know our brother and we were forced out of our community, away from our family. You want to be pissed, so be it. But it is Father you should be furious with, not me. I, at least, told you. I may have waited, but it was for the best, to protect you.”

Kaos faced Roar. “What I did, I did to protect all of you. I have always protected you. So, who protected me huh? Who protected me from Father’s wrath, when Trace left and I was blackmailed into staying with the family? Who protected me, when I was protecting you? Do you think about all those nights Father and I argued? Every damned argument wasn’t because of Trace or my career choices? No, it was for him to swallow his pride, tell you what he had done and beg for forgiveness, as well as acknowledge Vasili as flesh and blood. I may have waited to tell you, but he would never have said a word. Think on that.”
Kaos growled, brushed past Roar, bumping him in the shoulder and walked toward the door.
“You coming Ti?”
“Yes!” She squeaked.
She quickly kissed both her brothers and ran after Kaos.
Roar’s hands balled into fists. He turned and ran after him, only to be jerked back by Vasya.
“Let it go brother, let it go. He is angry that you are shutting him out. Come, let us sit down and talk. Come on.” Vasya pulled Roar back and Roar let him. Roar knew Kaos was right, but he was too hurt to admit it. He was angry at their father, but he was hurt that his brother felt he couldn’t have told them about Vasili.

Vasya pulled him into the dining room and went into the kitchen to start making tea. Roar sat at the dining room table, staring out the tall windows, looking at the endless green sea of grass, but not seeing it.