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Dedicating this chapter to neha12056

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"Ohh man!! He'd freaking broken my jaw... my nose too... it hurts!!"

Moaning and groaning patheticaly in pain Oliver was near hysterics as Elli tended to his wounds. He was bruised all over and was constantly complaining.

"Stop it Oliver, your jaw and nose has been always looked like this. It's just a little bruised.. that's all."

Oliver gasped in shock, "Are you saying that my face isn't beautiful, then what the hell you were staring at when you were straddling me on the sofa."

Emma who was sitting across them absentmindedly, heard Oliver saying this which instantly caught her attention. "Elli... you were straddling him! When? Why?"

Then closing her eyes as if trying to block out the scene that popped up in her mind, Emma shook her head quickly. "No. Please don't tell me. I don't want to know."

Elli was so red that it seemed like she would literally burst out of her skin in embarrassment while Oliver just sat there having a huge grin on his face suddenly forgetting about all his wounds.

But a loud smack on his shoulder which was aching too... made him crushing back to the ground from the clouds. "Owiii... owwwa... It hurts damn it."

Elli stood up stomping. "Emma, it's not what you're thinking, really."

Emma crossed her hands over her chest with a disbelieving look. Elli narrowed her eyes looking at Emma accusingly. "And by the way, why the hell am I explaining myself ! It's you who should explain how exactly you ended up under the sheets with Brandan the hunk and that too naked... AND I WANT ALL THE JUICY DETAILS. Got it?"

"Yeah... Elli, I totally agree with you." Oliver too piped in now very enthusiastic.

Elli now turned to Oliver, the both of them very much unaware of the way Emma's face fell in despair and humiliation.

"No... no, no, no. You mister..." Elli roughly poked on Oliver's chest. "...will go back to your nest and let Emma and me rest in peace for a change, I seriously can't take anymore of your whining. So..."

Resting her fists on her hips Elli tapped her feet anxiously, waiting for Oliver to exit the scene.

Oliver stared at Elli for a short second and then protested loudly. "What! No."

Elli gritted her teeth. "What do you mean by no?" She was getting really sick of Oliver's antics now.

Oliver shrugged. "No means no, and that means no way in hell I'm going back to Brandan's house where there's that mad man's waiting to beat me crazy again and there's Brandan too, I don't trust him either and I want to stay alive... get married and have seven lucky kids."

Elli sighed in frustration, "Don't be stupid, Oliver. Where the hell will you stay then?"

"Obviously here. I mean just look around you, Emma has such a lovely house." Oliver rolled around on his heels.

Elli looked shocked. "But..."

Oliver didn't heed to Elli as he continued, "Don't worry darling Elli - Belli, I won't be a disturbance during my stay... I'll just sleep in the kid's bedroom."

He began climbing the stairs to the kid's bedroom not really hearing to what Elli asked him flabbergasted, "And how long's your stay is going to be?"

Obviously she didn't get any answer back.

"Come on, Emma, why the hell didn't you throw him out huh? And where would he sleep? In the kid's room, on the carpet... like a dog? Oliver certainly..."

She trailed off suddenly when her eyes fell on a very depressed looking Emma.

"Emma! What the hell!" With so much worry, Elli rushed to her.

She knelt down beside Emma and held her shoulders gently. "Emma, please tell me what's wrong? It's not just about Evan, I know you enough to know that."

Emma looked up at Elli gulping down the lump in her throat, sometimes she got so puzzled seeing how well Elli could understand her. It was like Elli was her soul sister or something. "It's just that..."

She paused and chewed on her lips while Elli warned, "And you better not lie to me, okay?"

Emma just nodded, a lone tear rolled down and settled in the curve of her chin.

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Brandan sat on a stool, from where he could see Evan's immobile body sprawled at an odd angle on the living room sofa. He stared emotionless at the brother of the woman he loved.

Brandan thought with disappointment how he was about to ask Emma to give him another chance. Asked her on a date, be in a relationship with him. He would have begged, grovelled, cried and be her slave if that meant she would give him this chance. And he seriously had some hope that she would accept him and his feelings this time, because he was so sure that they had made some progress lately.

And it was also important for them to now be in an official relationship. He couldn't bear anymore to witness the cruel society and some evil sons of bitc*** give their children such horrid titles. He could still hear the echoes of that Jonathon calling his children...

Brandan sighed.

But damn this bull of a brother had to barge in right at that moment like a tsunami and ruin everything.

Evan was groaning for a few seconds now indicating that he was close to rise from his senselessness. Brandan prepared himself for the conversation or to be accurately said - confrontation that will surely follow after that.

"Good evening, sunshine." Brandan watched as Evan lifted up a hand to rub at the slight bump behind his head and by the sound of his greeting, the awakened brother turned feebly to have a look at who it was.

The glare of anger was exactly what Brandan expected and he got just that.

Evan was about to yell at him but got distracted at the pain that radiated from the back of his head. "Ummphh... who the hell did this to my head?"

A smirk, which didn't actually reach the eyes appeared on Brandan's lips. "Someone whom I'm really proud of."

Evan again directed his scorching glare at Brandan while weakly dragging himself up in a sitting position. "You ra..."

"No. I didn't rape your sister." The cool and collected tone of Brandan's cut Evan's accusative yelling. He added after a little pause, "Actually I saved her from getting raped last night, ask her if you don't believe me which I know you wouldn't."

Evan was taking deep breaths, Brandan was right. It was so difficult for Evan to believe his former best friend. Blame their rough history.

Evan groaned. "I don't understand. You were - NAKED!"

Brandan matched Evan's irritated look with his blank one which had the absolute desired affect. He could see that Evan was getting confused. "Yes, you're right about that. Emma was naked..."

Evan groaned again, no one wants to hear about their own sisters like that.

"...and I was too but I'd my respectful pants on." Brandan added further.

With weak steps Evan was already walking in the kitchen area, his anger long forgotten, massive confusion now taking it's place.

"This is all so confusing."

Brandan heard him lowly mutter to himself.

"Allow me to explain then." He coolly stated while watching Evan's every move with his scrutinizing gaze. He was still wary of this crazy brother.

Over the years, while Emma grew into a confident, independent woman, Brandan transformed into a matured man, and Evan became this insane guy who was complicated, weird and just plain crazy, and could love... learnt to love like no other.

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"You didn't do that!"

Emma controlled another round of sobs from escaping her raspy throat.

Elli tugged on her curly hair in frustration. "You really hurt that guy Emma, this time it was way too much."

Emma kept quite, not really knowing what to do or say.

"How was Evan dropping at your doorstep and creating that ruckus Brandan's fault?" Elli asked exasperated.

Emma said way too fast in raised voice, "I was shocked seeing Evan barging in like that... almost ripping that door off, okay?"

With an lifted eyebrow Elli threw her a disapproving look. "You know, Emma, that explanation wouldn't lessen your fault or your guilt a bit."

True, it obviously wouldn't. Emma felt like she was physically aching inside for hurting Brandan like that.

Elli shook her head clearly disappointed. "You had to face your brother - every bit of your past someday, Emma. Sooner or later this day had to come and you know that. But the way you reacted to Brandan was so childish."

Emma covered her face firmly with both her hands, as if trying to hide herself from the complications of this situation while Elli kept speaking frantically, "Especially after you both had a very passionate reunion throughout the whole night though I'm very much angry at that lover boy of yours for making you do such strenuous activities after that hell of an evening, but you could have shown that man some mercy, Emma."

"We didn't have sex." Emma yelled, her face still hidden under her hands making it sound muffled.

For a long minute Elli stared at Emma with confusion written all over her face.

"But, you guys were both naked, right?"

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Brandan sighed looking at the pieces of the broken coffee mug on the floor at the far side of his kitchen. Evan had thrown it away in a fit of rage.

"Just give me the address of this damn Jonathon. I'll enjoy killing him with my bare hands."

After a moment of considering whether to do it or not, Brandan put his one hand on Evan's shoulder. Evan flinched for a moment and stayed stiff but did nothing - as ripping Brandan's hand off of it's socket.

Brandan felt a little relieved, that was a good sign. "Killing is the end of someone's suffering. I would prefer something long-lasting, something permanent."

Curious, Evan looked at Brandan. "What are you suggesting at?"

Brandan shrugged while standing up and bending down to pick up the spoon that fell on the floor. "To ruin him..." Putting the spoon back on the wooden counter he said coolly snapping his eyes at Evan, "...together."

For a long minute Evan just stared at Brandan and then his lips crooked a little at one side for the hint of evil excitement that could be felt at bones.

Purpose. It was strange, how one single purpose so strong could ruin something or build something like broken bonds, relationships... damaged friendships and hopeless causes.

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So, what do you think? Brandan handled Evan well? Obviously the insane brother needed a proper target to throw his dart, Brandan had surely given him that and Jonathon haters a reason to celebrate the next birthday bash of Jonathon.

And Oliver's now moved into Emma's. What are the Elliver fans' feelings about that? ;) Moreover, our Oli babe's going to stay in the kids' room. Three kids in one single room? That's a big question itself!

And the most important fact in this chapter, Elli's wise lecture to Emma. What do you think about that?

People have given and are still giving so many beautiful, shocking, sometimes hilarious and lovely ship names to the couples in this story. I really really loved them all because they are given by you lovely readers that shows your love for the story and it's characters. It's a huge thing for me sweethearts. Love you all... :) <3 <3 <3

So blabber to me friends, because you very well know by now that I blabber back... and I'm not a black hole that just going to suck in all your words and emotions and give nothing back. :0 (That's rich Lara. haa haa... pats my back.)

Love, hugs and kisses.

- Lara