TickTock
Tick
Tock.
Time passed by as if it was hours on end, but in reality he knew it was only minutes of repeating death.
Only now how much he realized how much he messed up. He wished he could just not be so chaotic, he wished he would've stopped, he wished for so much but it was his fault.
He wished for so much that he couldn't even get a grasp of how it felt.
He was the one who messed up and he was the one who had to face the consequences.
He was the one who lost the trust of his brother.
He was the one who made all the mistakes.
He was the one who nearly took so many lives away from friends and some family.He remembers all the yelling and all the fights he and his brother had, even if it was something childish.
They would always forgive each other, but not this time.
This time he had to deal with the consequences.
He'd already been through so much but his brother couldn't take the chance of him hurting his friends that felt like his kids to him.
–He couldn't breathe.
He kept gasping for air.
There were no thoughts behind his brother's eyes when he threw him into the place that was now his home.
This wasn't home..
Home was where his brother was.
Home was where his friends were.
Home is supposed to be where you feel safe and loved!
But this.
This was his home now.
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