Do You Accept Me? BOYxBOY

Chapter 18

Nothing Has Changed

Carlos' POV.

I just wanted to push Adam so hard in his face that will brake. None of this would of happen if he would of just shut up. I don't care if my brothers' gay, if they only knew the hell we've been through with our father. He use to rape us contently and he use to make his friends do it to. His friends use to pay to sleep with Sam but I came to the defend and set up for him. They didn't bother him, why do you think I'm so protected of him? Why you think I grilled Dean in the kitchen for?

Damn Adam that bastard I could just brake his head clean off his body. I slam my fits on the staring wheel which had Mike looked at me, "Babe, clam down."

"How can I if my little brother is in the hospital in a coma and God's the only one that know when he'll wake up." I said pulling up to the hospital. We got out and went in to the front desk. I gave the lady my brother name and she let me go.

I was about to walk in when Mike suddenly grab me in a tight hugged. I put my arm around his back as his chin was on my head. "It's going to be fine you have to have faith that you're brother is stong enough to wake up on his own." He said. I just hope he's right, I walked in just in time to see Sam jump up from the bed and that gave me hope that his fighting for his life.

"What's he doing?" Dean asked looking at me with tiring and baggie eyes.

"Fighting and If I'm correct with my father." I said not looking at Mike or Dean but just my brother but I kept on talking and I didn't know how to stop. "He use to beat us a lot, sometimes none stop for days, wouldn't feed us." I said as a tear ran down my face.

"My father use to rape us and he use to say that it was 'our' fault that; that is happening to us. He blame us cause my mother left him for his friend. I couldn't leave I wanted to so bad but I thought of Sam and who was going to protect him if I'm not their. I use to go to school and leave quick to get home to Sam to see if he was fine and not hurt. My father was 'always' drunk there wasn't a day that he wasn't drinking. I use to steal the money from his wallet to buy food because sometimes he forgot that he had children. When he 'use' to come to his senses he use to have a little bit of amnesia and forgot us for about three hours, it seems we like when he was like that because we could come out of the room and have a father and sons day but after those three hours were gone it's back to reality." I said as I sat on the bed and holding Sam's hand.

The whole time I talked about our father Sam would jump or move so that means that he's listening right?

Sam's POV.

Stop talking about him. I can hear you; you dumb-ass. Every time my brother says his name the room grows darker, colder and he grows bigger. Before my father puts his hands on me, we both fall like the floor gave-way as I'm looking at him; he seems to be crying. Why? Why should he be crying? He hurted us, why should he be shedding tears for?

My father disappeared and I drop to a floor inside a house. When I got up there was this man screaming at a young boy, when I tried to speak there was no sound  coming out my mouth. I tried again but nothing was the result, the man finished screaming at the boy and the boy went straight to his room. I followed him and went in just in time for him to closed the door when he did the door went through me. It was like I'm a ghost and they can't see or hear me.

He was so pissed that he broke his wall with a baseball bat. I ignore him giving him privacy, ha listen to me a ghost giving a person that doesn't even now that I'm here privacy but anyway I walk toward his computer desk and notice that his school books and notebook were on it. I heard him drop the bat and when I turned around he was coming at me.