KILLER BROTHER

Chapter 2

Brandon's POV

After getting arrested at seventeen my family came to see me every Sunday. After a few months the visits became less and after a year they were none existent. I only got a letter on my birthday every year and it was just a drug store card that said nothing else but "Happy Birthday Brandon" and their three signatures.

The first four years were HELL. I was charged as an adult even thought i was seventeen for only three months. I was sentenced to ten years in prison for murder. I was the smallest kid in there. I got beat up at least three times a day. Moon the biggest guy around took me under his protection when he came in.

He said i reminded him of his son Rico because i was the same age as him. After that no one messed with me anymore. They were scared of the forty-three year old Russian. He made me get my diploma even though i was twenty at the time. We took some business classes the year after that.

He made me work out so i could take care of myself when he was gone. Moon got sentenced life in prison but he never told me why. "What do you mean 'when you are gone', you can't get out." I look at him in confusion.  He passes me the weights. "Not the legal way no, but i have my ways." I turn to him and i knew exactly what he meant. "Take me with you."

"No no дитя you will be out in five or less if you keep going the way you are. I will not make you a fugitive. You're to smart for that, me i have no option." (Child) He sternly points his finger at me.

I put the weight down and walk to him. "There's nothing for me out there. My family abandoned me and doesn't believe in me anymore. No one's gonna want to hire someone with a record for murder." He pushes me to the ground before i can find my balance. I'm big now but he is bigger, he always will be.

"Stop being a little bitch дитя, you will get stronger and smarter. You will go back and show those assholes that you are way better than they ever thought possible. Now stop whining like a girl before someone tries to bend you over." (Child) I get up dusting myself. We started laughing and got back to the work out.

Two years later he was gone one night and no one knew how. Not even me but thanks to him i was stronger and could to take care of myself. Most of them didn't try to hurt me but some did, mostly the new ones.

I singed up for auto mechanics and spent my time working out or working on cars for two years. The last month of my ninth year i was told i was leaving early. July seventeen for good behavior.

And here we are.

I was given my stuff and pushed out the door. I didn't know where to go but i remember what moon told me. "Show them you are better." I start walking looking for a cab but i don't see any. How the hell do people get a around without cabs. Did they grow rockets in their ass now?

At least there's still buses so i got in one making my way to the family house. When i get there and knock on the door a fifth teen or sixteen year-old girl opens the door. "Damn you're not what i ordered but I'll take you any day." She said while eye fucking me.

"Can i speak with Jason Donovan please." I look everywhere but her. "Ain't nobody with that name at this house but you can still COME in." She say walking closer to me. I put my hands up and step back. "Okay then bye." I just got out. I have no intention on going back. She shrugs walking back to closing the door.

I start walking again and bumped into an old men. "Im sorry sir i wasn't looking." I apologize. "It's alright kid j.....are you... you are? You are, aren't you? Lord you are so big now. I cant believe I'm looking at little Brandon Donovan." He smiles taping my arm. "Yes?" I say ready to get call all the things i have been called before but to my surprise he pulls me into a hug.