Night time swiftly took me and pulled me under.
My eyes sprung open to see my brother's face inches away from mine. A smile spread across his face. "Hello brother..." He breathed on my face. I felt his body pressed against mine. His hand was on my waist. "What are you doing brother?" he leaned in and kissed my forehead. "You've been ignoring me lately..." He murmured. "I always ignore you." I muttered. "Could you please get of me?" I tried to push him off, but he was stronger than me. "What's wrong brother...? Don't you like it?" he lent in again and this time he forced his lips onto mine. I tried to turn my head away but he held firmly. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, I squirmed and bit his tongue. He pulled away sharply as I spat out the saliva that wasn't mine. His face displaced anger then it changed to something I didn't recognize; he was smiling but there was something else... his eyes didn't show the normal glow of happiness. They seemed dark...
His grip on me tightened as he squeezed me with his thighs as for my hands, he had them held down with his. I analysed the situation; he had me in a unmoveable position, but him doing this meant he couldn't move either. So I had to wait for him to make a move before I could make my escape.
His body loomed over mine, I could see various places I could strike him to injure him enough to get him off me but I couldn't reach them or apply enough force to cause enough damage. He too was thinking about the situation we were in. He shook his head and loosened his grip, he then got of me and held out a hand, "I'm so sorry, brother, I'm not too sure what came over me..." He smiled down as me, his smile had softened but his eyes still showed a slight glint of darkness. I grabbed onto his hand and he pulled me up, I brushed myself off when all of a sudden I felt a sharp pain in my neck, then everything went dark.
My eyes flickered open, everything was blurry but once my eyes settled I could see clearly that I was in my bedroom. I went to feel my neck, when I came across my hands being bound to my bed frame. I pulled on my legs and they were tied together. I glanced around my room, no one was there but my door was slightly open. My brother walked in, wearing my white outfit, "This is really comfy! And look at how clean looks!" He beamed.
He... he had gone into... my basement... he knows...
"I did find some other cool stuff in your basement! You have some really interesting things for someone who doesn't have a job, or anything to do with something medical..." He sat down next to me on the bed, "So, I've figured out what you really do... But I want you to say it." He whispered. I didn't say anything, I just stared at him. "Say it." He whispered again. But I continued to just stare at him. "SAY IT!" he screamed, the darkness in his eyes seemed to intensify. If I didn't say anything it may go badly so I confessed. His expression seemed to soften. "Thank you... Now I know you won't want anyone to know... But I won't say anything if you let me have my fun." He murmured in my ear.
"And what is that?" I asked. He sighed and grabbed onto my face, "I always have to spell shit out for you..." He smirked, "But I'm not going to this time. It will be more fun." He then pulled my face into his, but he didn't put his tongue in my mouth again, he had learned. He didn't pull away for a long while but when he did the darkness in his eyes had gone down a bit.
