Hands | DNF

3.

I bought a pack of cigarettes and went to a park near my house so i can smoke one or two. Me and Wilbur chatted a bit as I smoked. Then we went to my house.

Opening the door and entering gave you a feeling of emptiness and coldness. When mom was around the house was never empty. It was filled with the smell of freshly baked cookies and the sound of the tv on that one cooking channel.

I threw my backpack near the front door and kicked off my shoes, so did Wilbur. We ordered food and played on the PS4 for about 3 hours. Then Wilbur had to go home. I was watching a movie when the door opened and I saw David enter. Right off the bat I knew something was wrong. He was unbalanced and looked lost. He was totally hammered.

"David, are you seriously drunk at 5pm on a Thursday? What the fuck are you doing?"

"Piss off, It's none of your goddamn business."

"It is my business, you are my brother and you are the only family I have left. So why don't you tell me why you are this drunk at 5pm and why are you not at work right now?"

"I told you already it is not your business so fuck of and go do whatever you usually do."

As he sat on the couch near me, he stared at me for a second and then I saw his face change into what I thought from confusion to fury.

"George, why do you reek of cigarettes?"

Shit I forgot to spray perfume today. Usually when I get home after smoking I get a shower and change because Dave usually comes home around 10pm.

I was scared shitless he was looking at me with such rage that I just wanted to shreek into the ground.

"I don't know. Me and Wilbur went to this cafe where everyone was smoking and it must have seeped into my clothes or something."

"I swear to god George if you're lying to me after everything with mom, I will kill you."

As he said those words he got up and headed back to the front door, or so I thought. The second he bent down and grabbed my backpack I knew what was coming.

He reached in and my heart stopped once he pulled out the box of cigarettes I bought earlier.

"GEORGE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS?!"

"Listen please don't be mad,but..."

"DON'T GET MAD?!WHAT WANT ME TO CONGRATULATE YOU FOR FUCKING RUINING YOUR LIFE!? GREAT WHY DON'T WE DO THAT?"

He headed straight to me and when I saw his hand go towards me I flinched and covered my head with my arms.  Suddenly I couldn't breathe. I felt pannick rising in me. Was my brother gonna hit me just like our father used to do?

But when I didn't feel anything I looked up to my brother looking at me with a horrified look and his hand stretched out as if to shake  my hand. Suddenly everything clicked but it didn't stop the panic. Something in me unlocked and all I was thinking about is what kind of guy our father was, beating the living shit out of me, my brother and my mother.

"Did you...did you think I was gonna hit you?"

The pain in my brother's voice broke me. Everything I had been holding in for the past month came out, all of the stress, all of the memories, everything. I started crying but the panic took over and I couldn't take a breath.

All I was thinking about was how I needed to breathe but couldn't. Every sound faded out. I could see my brother crouched in front of  me talking to me looking really worried. I can't breathe, I can't I just... I can't. Everything started to fade out .

Darkness that's all I could remember next.