As I walked in, I saw the whole house destroyed.
The tables were upside down, all the little decorations were on the floor and half of them were probably broken, the paintings on the wall, all of them on the ground cracked.
But I also noticed something else
A note...
I picked it up from the floor.
It said 'to Brian', what does Brian have to do with this?
I didn't open it, yet. I needed first to look around to see if Ma or Bri were there.
I went upstairs and started to look at the rooms.
Bathroom: no one. My bedroom: no one (like it should be). Ma's bedroom: no one.
And lastly Brian's bedroom...
I opened the door and saw him lying on his bed, facing the other way. I was mad that he didn't do anything to whoever did this to our house, he probably heard and saw the thing who did this.
I went to him and shook him a bit.
"Brian! What the hell happened here!"
No response...
I turned him towards me so he could face me.
His face was all wounded.. black eyes, scratches, bloody nose stopped with tissues, and more.
The worst thing is that he isn't awake...
It scared me, so first I shook him more to see if he was sleeping, or unconscious. After a minute I checked his breathing.
Thank god, he was still alive!
"Brian! wake up!"
"BRIAN"
"Ugh, what is happening?"
"My g0d! You're doomed and the house is destroyed!! What the hell happened?!"
"Some assholes did it"
"Yeah, I can guess that. But who exactly?
"Don't care about it, let's clean this mess first before ma comes home"
Is this guy kidding me?! He's half dead and ASSUMES he can do shit. He even went off-topic! He is hiding something.
"Stupid! We need to get you bandaged up first"
"Fine, I'll go to the bathroom"
This guy is making me crazy! I'm telling you! He's the one adopted!
After I finished bandaging him we started to clean the house, even though most things were broken, we could clean the mess up and throw out the things that were too damaged and broken.
Ma said that she was going to come home late because of the extra her boss put in, we were lucky not gonna lie. Around 5:50 pm I started to do dinner so it wouldn't be too cold for her when she got home.
"Briaaan! Food is ready!"
"I'm coming!"
He came downstairs to see Ma already sitting and waiting for him, he started to look at me without Ma noticing. He was looking like 'Does she know?', I raised my eyebrows and closed my eyes a little to say no. He looked relieved and sat on his chair like I did.
"Ma, how was your day, besides all that extra work?", asked Bri.
"I was good honey. Emily told me that you got your face injured by your training at school?"
He looked at me for a second before turning back to Ma
"Uhh, yeah! This time I got a little injured, but it's okay now. Doesn't hurt that much anymore"
"Be more careful next time!"
"I sure will"
After food, we cleaned up and I went to shower, I was still in shock at all that shit happening. After my shower, I saw that Mama and Bri were already sleeping, so I went silently back to my room.
Of course couldn't sleep, so I decided to read the note that said 'To Brian'...
'What's up loser'
Loser? Does he get called like that?
'We didn't expect you to be in your shitty house, but it was good to bruise and make you pass out! We broke the most shit that isn't 'necessary' for us and also stole some money that was in that jar if you didn't notice! Sometimes it's better to keep your mouth shut and give the impression that you're stupid than open it and remove all doubt! You are so stupid that you think that you would get to something in life, just because you're new doesn't mean you can do shit to us, alright! You are and always will be weak and will fail at everything! Your lucky that you're not dead.'
I was dead mad when I read till there, how could Brian not tell us?! We will have a serious talk together.
After that, I continued to read the rest of the note which made my heart sink to the bottom...
'..And don't worry, your little sister there will surely be r4p3d...'
I sat silently on my bed, shocked that my body couldn't move.
Getting r4p3d is one of the things that I would hate to experience. If that happened to me, I would hate myself, hate my body... Everything.
I would even kill myself...
But this must be a joke right?.. Everything is just a joke...
That wouldn't happen to me right?... I tried to brush it off and get to sleep.
~To Be Continued~
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My heroic love story
FantasyA girl named Emily, is around 15 years old. She was born in Europe but raised in Japan. It was not because of any problems that were financially or anything. It was probably because of her, not in a bad way though... She was unique, ... kind of.
