Broken 💔

Chapter One - Please [UPDATED VERSION]

Elias's Pov

  My mind had blacked out, I had no idea what was going on around me. Images of the past were flashing in my mind. I saw images of my friends, my brothers, and my parents. 'We looked like such a perfect family' I thought. 'I wish people could see what's underneath it.' It felt like I was walking through a dream or the beginning of a nightmare, I wasn't sure yet, but then I felt a presence pull me out of my own mind.

  As my brain slowly came back to the real world, I could hear the voices of my family though they were still muffled. I realized I was laying on my back and tried to get up but someone was holding me down by my arms. Actually it was two someones, one with green hair and one with blond.

  "Elias? Elias, can you hear me?" one asked. "D-Daniel?" I responded now fully conscious again. "He's back!" Jay shouted as my older brother sighed in relief. The two men got off of me allowing me to sit up.

  Now awake, I looked around to try and piece together what had happened. We were in the kitchen. The time was 7:52, around the time we eat breakfast. There were two chairs knocked over and a shattered plate on the floor, the food splattered everywhere. Our father was sat on the ground, his back leaned up against the wall. He had a bloody nose, which our mother was trying to help with, and some blood running down his arm looking like they came from small stab wounds. They weren't from a knife but from a fork, the bloody fork in question still clutched in my hand.

  "I.. I-I didn't.." I studdered out still trying to comprehend the full destruction I caused. "Hey, it's okay. We know you can't control it, Eli. We're not mad at you" Daniel whispered softly trying to comfort me. That's when I noticed his arm. He had the same stab wounds as Father and a nasty bite near his left wrist.

  "Your arm! D-did I—" I started but was cut off. "No! It's nothing, I'm fine!" he shouted now trying to cover it up. "Oh God, I'm so sorry! I didn't know!" Daniel pulled me into a tight hug as I started crying. "Hey, stop crying. I'm okay, really! It's not even that bad!" Even though Dan kept insisting he was fine, all my mind could focus on was that I had hurt my brother.

  We sat there together for awhile as Daniel tried to calm me down but my mind was racing. 'You hurt him.. AGAIN! Just like you hurt your friend. Just like you hurt everybody. You're dangerous. You're uncontrollable. You're a monster!' I wanted to argue with the voice in my head but everything it said was right. I am dangerous. I am a monster.

  Daniel continued to hold me as I sobbed into his chest. While Daniel calmed me down, Jay had gotten up and helped Mother get Father into a chair. Afterwards, he ran to the bathroom and returned with the first aid kit handing it to Mother. He then walked over to the two of us on the ground, Daniel finally getting me to stop crying.

  "You two, table now. Let's bandage you guys up" Jay said caringly. Daniel stood up pulling me up with him. He tried to drag me to the table but I pulled away. "Actually, I-I'm gonna go to my room" I said, wiping my tears away with my sleeve and turning around. I was immediately blocked by Jay.

  "Oh no, you're not avoiding us! Table!" he demanded pointing to my chair which had been picked up off the ground now. "You can't tell me what to do!" I whined, looking for an opening around him. "Uh, actually I can. See that certificate on the wall there says I'm legally your brother and therefore the oldest child. According to sibling law, that means I have authority over you two and you have to do everything I say" he explained with a grin. "Sibling law only qualifies if we share blood" I retorted snaking around him and dashing to my room though I didn't make it far before he grabbed me. "Wrong! Adoption counts too you little shit!" he replied picking me up and carrying me like a misbehaving toddler.