Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 92

Chapter 92

(Bundah's POV)

Charlotte's laugh was soft, like the flutter of bird wings. It wasn't often I heard it, but when I did, it made everything in this hellhole feel a little less grim. She was sitting across from me in the built-in library. Her lips were tugged into a small smile as she tried to read aloud from one of the French-English books we'd borrowed. Her accent still tripped over certain words, and each time she stumbled, she'd giggle nervously and glance at me for reassurance. "You're getting better," I said as I leaned back in the rickety chair. "By next week, you'll be speaking English better than I do."

She gave me a disbelieving look and shook her head. "You're lying, Bundah," her broken English was charming. "But thank you for... how you say... the hope?"

"The compliment," I corrected with a grin. "And it's not a lie."

Her cheeks flushed, and she returned her focus to the book, but the moment of peace was short-lived. I noticed a group of guys lingering by the entrance, whispering and glancing our way. Their eyes were judgmental. I didn't like it. I'd overheard the rumors they'd been spreading about Charlotte-how she'd ended up at the center by mistake, how she didn't belong here, and worse, how she was an easy target because of her vulnerability.

"Stay here," I said abruptly and stood. Charlotte looked up, startled.

"Bundah? What are you doing?"

"Just keep reading," I said and forced a smile before striding toward the group.

They straightened as I approached and their smirks faded. "Got something to say?" I asked in a deceptively calm tone.

One of them, a tall guy with a sneer permanently lined on his face, shrugged. "Just talking, man. Relax."

"Yeah? Talking about what?" I took a step closer. "Because if it's about Charlotte, you better stop now."

The sneer faltered, but he recovered quickly. "Why do you care? She's not your girl."

"No, she's not," I said as my fists clenched at my sides. "But she's under my protection, and if I hear you or anyone else spreading crap about her again, we're gonna have a problem. Got it?"

They exchanged uneasy glances before muttering something and walking away. I didn't move until they were out of sight. My chest was heaving with barely contained anger. When I turned back to Charlotte, she was watching me with wide eyes.

"You... you didn't have to do that," she said softly as I returned to the table.

"Yes, I did," I replied, sitting down. "No one's gonna mess with you while I'm around."

Her smile was faint, but it was there. "Thank you, Bundah."

said, meaning every

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(Dilara's POV)

and saw him leaning against

as his gaze swept over me as if enjoying the view of freshly roasted steak. "What do you want?" My voice was trembling despite my effort

hit the cold wall behind me. "What do you think I want?" he said mockingly. "You think you can just walk around here like nothing happened? Like

hitched, and a wave of nausea rolled through me. "You're disgusting," I spat and tried

made my skin crawl. "Oh, Dilara. You've always been good at playing the victim. But we both know the

to touch me, and panic instantly paralyzed me. Before I could think, I shoved him with all my strength, making him stumble back. "Don't you dare,"

and for a terrifying moment, I thought he was going to retaliate. But then, footsteps echoed down the hallway, and he stepped back

there, shaking and trying to catch my breath. The tears came unbidden. I felt so small, so

myself sitting cross-legged on Angel's bed. Thank goodness the rest were asleep. My hands were clutching the edge of the blanket like it was the only thing grounding me. Angel sat across from me, her knees drawn up to her chest, watching me with those empathetic eyes of

start," I said, trembling. The words felt like a poisonous fruit

to," Angel

It wasn't anything wild-just some people from my art class, hanging out, drinking a little. I remember feeling safe because everyone there was

tilted her head

look the other way. He started talking to me, making these.... comments

I got outside, I could shake him off. But when I went

lips pressed into a

against the wall. Said I'd been 'teasing him all night' just by existing. I tried to push him away, to scream, but he was so much stronger. He covered my mouth and... and..."

"You don't have to say it all if it's too much,"

I closed my eyes as I

eyes widened with shock. "Oh my

was being dramatic. They shipped me off here, thinking this place would 'fix' me. Like I was the problem." I laughed humorlessly and

she gripped mine tighter. "Dilara, you didn't deserve that. None of it. And he sure as hell doesn't deserve to get away

but I managed to nod. "I just want him to feel what I felt, Angel.

voice was resolute. "He definitely will. We'll make sure

time, I felt like maybe,

at my lap. Angel was

kept sneaking off

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