The forbidden rule (MxM) (A werewolf story)

24.

"David can I ask you something," he whips his head looking at me with pissed eyes thinking I was going to ask him about that day Father hit him. I tried talking to him about it but he dismissed me saying that it was nothing. I tried asking if Father had hit him before but Do you know what happened, he defended him saying that whatever Father does, is for the best. Father knows best.

Even if he hits him, he thinks he is teaching him a lesson, so Father is never wrong. I tried telling him that it was not right for Father to hit him and that made him so angry he almost punched me. Almost because I ducked before he could. He asked me to never speak to him again unless its about business which I respected, but it didn't sit well with me.

I know he is my older brother but I think he needs saving from our Father. The man is going to break him to the point where he will never get up and it will hurt me so much. I want to help but I think I'm too late which scares me. How did we get to this point?

I miss him or better say, I miss my brothers.

we used to be so close when growing up, and they used to protect me at the camp but the years we spent apart changed everything.

It's like the connection we used to have growing up varnished in the thin air and we don't know how to bring it back. We used to play around, and make jokes but now it's like we are strangers. I hate that I feel like that, I hate that my brothers never invite me to their houses for dinner or do brotherly things. I hate that we don't share secrets. I hate that I have to keep my mate to myself just because I don't trust them. I should trust them, they should know my troubles and happiness and vice versa but sadly I don't.

sometimes I just miss their stupidity, how they used to beat up the kids back at the camp just because they praised Dean. I know I hated them for it but it was the only thing that connected us more. How Glenn used to make sure I was ok, how David cared for me when I got sick back at camp. How he used to sing to me, how he escaped just to buy me bread, risking being kicked out of the camp when they catch him.

I miss how they used to play with my hair, how Glenn used to tease me because of my big butt, and David used to comb my messy hair, he didn't like it that's why he made it a habit to come into my room every morning just to wash it for me, and tell me silly funny stories which made me laugh.

All the love I didn't get from Father, they made sure that they provided it until Father took them away from me. Spending all those years without them made us lose that and I hate him so fucken much. I hate that I can't count on my brothers, I hate that they hate me, I hate that I stole his position, I hate the pain I see in David's eyes every time he looks at me, I hate that I can't confide in them but most of all, I hate that we don't know each other, like at all yet we are blood brothers.

It hurts me.

We were close but it seems like we're far apart. I miss my brothers but the depressing fact is that I don't know how to bring that back. I don't know how to bring back that connection we used to have. I think it's too late, I think we can't go back to how we were and it hurts coz they are my family, the people I should run too.

"What is it," he asked with gritted teeth looking at me as if in disgust. Where is the love I used to see in his eyes when I was just a little boy, where is the man I used to look up to? Looking at him now, that man is gone. The pain in my heart was too much to handle coz David and Glenn were amazing and good brothers to me.

"I miss you" I voiced out. David's eyes widened in shock, I think he didn't expect me to say this.

"Is this about Father hitting me?" he asked fingers balled tightly. "I told you to let it go. Why don't you mind your business for once in your life and leave me the fuck alone" I sighed lowly.