Elliot's Secret (The King Brother's Series Book 3)

by G. Bailey

  "I'm moving to my auntie’s, so I don't think we will see each other again. I'm glad we talked. I am sorry for the mess I caused but I hope I can leave us as friends," she says and I nod.

  Lily leaves while I sit back thinking more about my relationship with Allie. It's difficult with her father. The man I want to kill for what he did to my family. A kid runs past my table to the front of the shop and I hear his dad shout,

  “Come here Mike, you silly kid.”

  "Kid, come here," Arthur’s voice says across the room at his apartment. I want to say no but I'm here with dad and I can't. I can't because it was Harley was meant to come but dad broke his arm and Harley won't tell me why. I think it's to do with dad’s new girlfriend. I glance over at her, while she is making out with my dad. It's gross to see, considering she has very little clothes on. My dad doesn't care and I've seen the way his girlfriend Frankie, looks at Harley sometimes. It’s like he is food. Frankie is pretty with short black hair but is very skinny. She has marks all up her arm but Harley won't tell me what they are but I’m fourteen not stupid, I know it’s drugs. I have seen dad putting those needles in his arms. They make him crazier than usual.

  "Boy!" Arthur shouts louder, making me flinch and I walk over to stand in front of him. Arthur has a young girl sitting next to him, she looks around eighteen. She seems spaced out while Arthur runs his hand up and down her leg.

  "Have you kissed a girl yet, boy?" He asks drinking his beer. I blush thinking of Allie, Arthur’s daughter at my school. With her blonde wavy hair and pretty blue eyes, she looks like a doll but I can't stop thinking about her.

  "No sir," I answer knowing that if I call him anything else, my dad will beat me for it. He loves Arthur, calls him his brother when they aren’t brothers.

  "Lucy, give him a kiss," Arthur laughs and my dad joins in behind me.

  Lucy stands up in front of me and presses her cold lips to mine. I want to cry and scream that this isn't what I want but I don't. I just stand there.

  "Good, now go wait in my bed," he smacks her ass as she practically runs to the bedroom upstairs.

  "Remember boy, I’m watching you and you now owe me," Arthur laughs walking past me, while I sag in relief that he is gone.

  The noises behind me are loud now that I know my dad is having sex with his girlfriend. I just stand with my back to them, too scared to move because I don't want to see.

  I flinch, wiping the sick memories I have of them both. I force myself to stand up and I dump my cupcake in the bin, having no appetite for food right now. I lean my hand against the steering wheel in my car, knowing there is only one person I need right now to help me relax. I pop to the florist on the way to Allie’s apartment picking up twenty red roses that Izzy told me was her favourite. This is the third time I brought her flowers, I must love her.

  I'm that crazy about her that I asked my sister a load of questions, so I knew what gifts to get her. To say Izzy was shocked, would be an understatement.

  I knock the door when I get there twenty minutes later and a tired- looking Blake opens the door.

  "Good, you’re here, Allie and Izzy have a bug. I'm not feeling good, dude," Blake says before running off and I hear him throwing up in the bathroom. I want to help but I know it will be worse for him to have me watch him throw up. I leave Blake to it and find my girl in bed. It's clear she is ill, as she doesn't even notice me come in. Why the fuck didn’t she text me or tell me?

  "Oh Allie," I mutter feeling her hot forehead as she sleeps. She is covered by a blanket but there's a bucket of sick on the floor next to a pile of wet hand towels. She is sweating loads, so I take off my jacket and put down the flowers.

  I clean the room first, getting her a clean empty bowl and a glass of water. I call our family's private doctor and he agrees to come over in an hour, for a price that I don't care about.

  I strip off Allie, who only mutters something and changing her into new clean PJ’s. I find a clean blanket for her, a thin one so she doesn’t get too hot. I haven’t been in her bedroom here before. It does not surprise me that nearly everything is pink and bright. That’s Allie for you.

  I leave Allie for a second longer than I want to and going to knock on Izzy’s and Blake's room. No one answers, so I go in finding them both in the same condition on the bed. Gage comes back while I’m leaving Izzy’s room to get my phone out of Allie’s.

  “They are all sick, if you want to get sick too, stick around.” I say and he shakes his head.

  “Anything I can do?” he asks.

  “Nah, I’m sorting it,” I tell him. I don’t like him and I don’t want him helping my girlfriend, best friend or my sister.

  “Sure, I'll. Err... be back soon.” Gage leaves as quickly as he came.

  I grab my phone out of my leather jacket.

  Me: Izzy, Allie and Blake are ill and I could use some help looking after them. Elliot.

  I text this to Blake's mum, Summer, who is a nurse and I know will want to help. I’m really fucking lucky I have her number because of winding Blake up years ago.

  Blake's mum: Be there soon. Keep them in bed.

  I put my phone away before going to empty the bowl by Izzy’s bed and finding a new one for Blake, who is in bed. They are both fast asleep but Izzy wakes up when I'm checking her forehead.

  "Elliot?"

  "I'm here, I've got a doctor coming soon and Summer is on her way. One of you should have called," I sigh.

  "I was fine this morning but then I suddenly wasn't. God, I feel shit," she mutters making me smile.

  "You look it," I say plainly.

  "Your bedside manner isn't good, bro," Izzy says with a small smile.

  "Get some rest," I say wiping her sweaty hair out her face.

  The doctor comes not long after and says they all have stomach flu and that they just need fluids and paracetamol for the high temperature. I pay him a fortune and I find paracetamol in their medicine box. Summer turns up not long after and helps me sort Izzy and Blake out. After a few failed attempts, we get them all awake to have a drink of water and some tablets before they go back to sleep.

  A few hours later Allie wakes up, looking out of it.

  "Angel, it’s only me," I say stroking her hair.

  "Elliot," she whispers. I hand her the meds she needs and some water, while I wait for her to finish them.

  "Do you want a bath? Or food or well anything," I say quickly. Fuck, I feel useless and I want nothing more than to take away her pain. Allie blue eyes look up at me in shock before she answers,

  "Yes to the bath and no to the rest,"

  "Okay, stay here I will be right back," I walk off before she speaks and I start running her a bath.

  "It's ready, here let me," I say when she tries to get out the bed. I lift her up and I worry more because my Allie would fight me and say she can walk.

  I sit her on the edge of the bathtub and start pulling off her nightgown and then her pants. I feel nothing other than concern when I lift her, putting her in the bath and she sighs in pleasure.

  "God, that feels nice," she says smiling a little at me. She is still very pale and looks like she has a fever.

  "Thank you for staying," she says after a while of me sitting next to the bed watching her.

  "There isn't any place I would want to be. Fuck, there's nowhere I can be because I couldn't leave you if I tried."

  "I like you a lot, Elliot," she sighs looking away from me. I want to say I love you a lot but I don't. She isn’t well enough for that right now.

  "I like you a lot more, my Allie," I whisper before standing and clearing my throat that feels tight.

  "Will you be alright for a bit? I need to go and change the bed sheets before you get back in them. I'll put yours in the wash with some of the other things." I say thinking about how much I love Google. It will tell me how to use the washing machine.

  "Sure, you don't have to," she says a slight frown appearing on her beautiful face.

  "I do," I sa
y before kissing her gently.

  I change Allie’s sheets before helping her back into new PJ’s and then into her bed. She is so tired that she goes straight to sleep when her head hits the pillow.

  "Hey Summer, I’m ordering pizza. Do you want some?" I ask, walking into the living room where Summer is sitting.

  "Sounds good. Blake and Izzy are resting. Is Allie okay?" Summer asks looking worried.

  "All good. Just needs some time for the meds to kick in but she is sleeping. I’m going to work out the washing machine in a sec," I say sitting on the opposite sofa to Summer.

  "Tell me, how is little Jake? I haven't seen him since the wedding and he is such a lovely boy." Summer sighs pulling her short blonde hair out of her eyes. Blake looks a lot like his mum, with the same light blonde hair and the same blue eyes. Blake must have more facial features like his father and his height too because Summer isn't as anywhere near as tall as Blake.

  "I saw them yesterday for a little bit, but they are all good. Maisy said he is starting to crawl everywhere now." I smile remembering the proud look on Maisy and Sebastian's faces.

  "I can't wait for grandchildren. I know I have a little wait but I plan to spoil them," Summer smiles.

  "Any children in our families will be spoilt rotten," I chuckle while Summer nods.

  "I agree with you, Elliot, you have changed recently. Not such the scary biker boy anymore are you?" she smiles.

  “I don’t know about that, I still love my bike and ignoring people but I think I found something I love more,” I glance at Allie's door in the corridor.

  “Hmm,” Summer says watching me.

  "I will make us some drinks,” she says getting up and then turning to look at me.

  "Be good to that girl, Elliot. It's not often you find two people that are meant to be. You two have played games with each other long enough,"

  "How do you know about our past?" I ask with a curious face.

  "Izzy talks," she laughs walking off.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Allie

  “Why do you look like you’re going to be sick? You have a hot date and I’m alone. I should be paler than you.” I tell Maisy, who grins up at me. We are on our way to her boyfriend’s house, the King Brothers home. I didn’t want to come to prom tonight but Maisy begged me. She is having trouble at home and needed somewhere to get ready and get picked up from.

  “I’m just nervous; I don’t dress up like this usually. Thank you for getting me ready.” She smiles and takes my hand in hers.

  “I just can’t wait for Elliot to rip this dress off me, I know he will,” Lily says next to me and I grit my teeth and look out the window. I don’t want to see that or see them together but it will only be for one night. The limo stops outside the King Brothers massive house and I can see them all waiting outside for us. The only one that is missing is their best friend Blake and their oldest brother.

  I get out the car first and my eyes instantly see Elliot King’s as he stares at me. I don’t want to admit how hot he looks in his suit or how his usually messy black hair is styled out of his breath-taking green eyes. I move away from them all as I see him look behind me at Lily getting out the car.

  He would always choose Lily over me.

  We all go inside after Harley comes outside and says he wants pictures. I don’t look at anyone. We all walk through the house to the lounge.

  “I want a picture of you and Elliot.” Harley says to me, snapping me out of looking at the floor.

  “What?” I ask a little too loudly.

  “Come on Allie, I don’t bite,” Elliot says behind and I turn to face him with a glare. Lily is standing by the door to the lounge watching us.

  “No chance, I might catch something by just standing next to you.” I say.

  “Yes like how to dress appropriately. Not like you’re going to a club.” He looks down at my dark red, skin-tight dress. It is not that bad. Lily looks worse in her short black dress that stops at her thighs, mine hits the floor. Maisy looks the best out of all us, in a gold dress.

  “Are you done looking?” I ask him sharply and he smirks at me.

  “One photo, for me guys.” Harley says behind me and Elliot holds his hand out to me.

  “Fine,” I agree and take his warm hand. Elliot pulls me in front of him and I smile as Harley takes photos. I flinch when Elliot pulls me closer and whispers,

  “You’re so beautiful when you’re quiet.”

  The slam of a door snaps me out the moment of just listening to him speak kindly to me and I turn to see that Lily has left the room.

  Elliot walks away from me and leaves the room to find Lily. Like I would expect him to. I’m left standing in the room with Harley and Luke, their younger brother who is standing at the door.

  “Elliot’s such a fucking idiot.” Luke says and I couldn’t agree with him more.

  "I'm glad you’re feeling better," Emilia smiles next to me, snapping me back from my memories. I think to myself how glad I am too. Three days I was in bed, recovering and while I feel a little weak still, it's not too bad. I was still being sick for over a week but I wasn’t as hot and cold all the time.

  "Me too." I exhale and not wanting to think any more about those few days. I do not like being sick or needing any help.

  "Thanks for helping me, so Elliot could rest," I tell her. The last two weeks have been awful as the whole family got ill, and Elliot hasn’t left my side. Elliot, Jake and Harley were the only ones who didn’t get ill. So Blake’s mum has been looking after them all and Elliot looked after us. Harley was stuck looking after Jake, so he wasn’t around Maisy or Seb. Emilia finally kicked him out when I felt better and told him to have a shower and get some rest. Izzy and Blake got better a little quicker than I did and Gage is now ill. Gage went home to his mothers and she is looking after him.

  "No problem. The poor guy looked close to passing out when I got home," she chuckles. I’m surprised Emilia didn’t get ill, she helped us all out.

  "I really like him," I nervously laugh.

  "You mean you love him," Emilia corrects me and I scowl at her before heading into the Ann Summers shop in front of me.

  I can hear Emilia laugh behind me as I walk ahead and I see a nice matching lacy black bra and knickers.

  "I have to have these," I say finding my size.

  "They are sexy," Emilia admits helping me look. She finds my size before me and hands them over.

  "So, how's your dating life?" I ask trying to distract her. Emilia’s face goes pale for a second before she fakes a smile.

  "Good. Eric is my dad’s new wife's son and even if he is my stepbrother, it's not weird." She mutters and I really don’t think she believes the words.

  "Sure it's not; you’re not related or grew up with him. So is he good in bed?" I ask and a woman next to me raises her perfectly fake eyebrows. We are in a sex toy shop and she is judging me for talking about sex. Can I not get a break anywhere?

  "I haven't slept with him yet. Our family is weird and no sex before marriage," she mutters.

  "You’re a virgin?" I ask way too loudly as I'm in shock and everyone looks over at us now. Emilia goes red before dragging me to the counter and while I pay she whispers

  "No, but my family doesn't know that. Look, it's just very complicated," she tells me.

  "I’ll say," I whisper back making her chuckle. I pay for our things and we walk out.

  "So, Eric is okay with waiting?" I ask.

  Emilia shifts a little nervously before saying,

  "To be honest with you, I don't know or really care."

  "But you like him right?" As I haven't heard her really say many nice things about him yet. I’ve seen the man once when he picked her up. He is huge with no hair and all dark skin. He is slightly attractive but the three tattoos on the one side of his face kind of ruin it. I haven’t said anything but I don’t see him as being her type. He looks like he would eat her for dinner and not in the fun way.

  "Yea
h sure. He is fine," she says quickly before changing she subject again. I let her because I can’t push her to talk to me. She knows I’m here if she needs help.

  "So, what are you getting Elliot for his birthday?"

  I groan out loud before answering,

  "I'm not sure. I mean we haven't been dating long so I don't know him well enough to buy him something I know he will like," I say.

  "Well, what do you know he likes?"

  I don't answer while we walk and I think. The only thing I can think of is stars and his Harley Davidson but how do I put that in a gift?

  "Stars and bikes," I mutter. I can’t remember anything else he has told me likes. I guess his favourite colour is black and he likes to wear leather. I know he spends way too much time at the gym or swimming but not much else. I’ve seen the gym they have at their home, there isn’t anything that they are missing.

  "What?" she asks. I leave out the bike this time; there isn’t anything I can do with that.

  "He likes stars," I say.

  "How about a tattoo? I know it's permanent but Elliot has always been in your life. I know you wanted a tattoo for a while so why not?" she says with a shrug. I look her over, wondering if she is hiding a load of tattoos under her baggy clothes. That wouldn’t surprise me. It is always the quiet ones.

  "That's brilliant," I grin and we make our way to the tattoo parlour. I book the tattoo for the day before his birthday, so he won't see it until it's his birthday. It’s only a few months away now. I buy him a new shirt in black which has a Harley on it. I don’t think he will like it but it’s so he has something to open. I buy Sebastian some naughty cards, they have different sex positions on them and I thought he would find them funny. I also get him a multi shop gift card so he can buy himself something.

  We stop for coffee and my phone starts ringing. I frown when I see it’s my dad.

  "Hey dad," I answer in a tense voice.