"Please!! Please don't!!! big brother!!!" I looked his straight in the eyes his face brimming with tears. "Onii-chan!!! Please!!" He screamed again clinging onto my trouser leg.
"Trying to elicit sympathy by grabbing me and calling me a name you haven't since pre-adolescence. You make me sick." I said spitting on his face in spite. Despite his outward appearance he is satan in a shell. He looks innocent and uses that to his advantage, he pulls that trick on everyone. I am still a victim of that face. I am not completely immune to it and it sickens me by the fact that it does not repel me.
I keep my hand as steady as possible balancing on his forehead him shaking in fear.
"O-onii-ch-chan?!?" His eyes were now full of tears and his face soaked with the salty liquid.
I force the black steel in my hand stronger onto his forehead. He screams that disgusting nickname once again.
"Onii-chan!?!?!?!"
I swear if he says that again i may not be able to hold out what i want to say.
"Che. You always were like that. Everything you think is a lie, you made MY whole life a lie and everyone around me uses me JUST to get to you!! Please, please explain to me why you couldn't just live your own life without ruining mine AND others!?! Don't you dare forget ever!! Even after i kill you and ruin your horrible, horrible face." Now i unnecessarily have tears flowing out of my eyes and down my face. Why should i have to pity him. He does NOTHING but think of himself, so WHY?!?!
"O-onii-chan-n?!?" The tears and name again. "Onii-cha---"
The gun was now so forcefully into his forehead that there would be a mark left after you move it. Luckily he wouldn't have to live with that anymore. No more incessant brother, no more incessant face, no more breathing.
