CHAPTER ELEVEN: THE OTHER HALF OF THE TRUTH.

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Jacob quickly got the syringes ready. He sighed. He filled one up with red liquid and another with clear liquid.

"Just two shots and He'll forget..." Jacob said. He takes a deep breath in."1...2...3...4...". He takes a deep breath out. "1....2...3...4...5". Jacob opens the door going into the basement. Jacob noticed Gypsy was awake. "This is going to be harder than I thought..." Jacob says in his mind. Gypsy notices Jacob. Gypsy backed away. Jacob comes down. "Just two shots Gypsy...and we can forget this all happened," Jacob explained.

"You poisoned me!" Gypsy shouted.

"You need me...And I need you..",

"Jacob, I could walk back then you poisoned me! And I understand you don't mean any of this! But you poisoned me!",

"I PROTECTED YOU!" Jacob shouts. He walks over to Gypsy injecting the clear liquid into Gypsy's neck.

"NO! NO! STOP!" Gypsy screams. Gypsy gets up out of his wheelchair and runs to the stairs falling.

"Just one more shot Gyps.." Jacob said, pulling out another syringe, full of the red liquid. Gypsy began backing away, cowering into the corner of a room in the basement.

"STAY AWAY! PLEASE JUST STAY AWAY! NO MORE MEDICINE!" Gypsy shouts. Jacob realized how much of a monster he was being...but it didn't matter anymore...He had to get this other shot in Gypsy. Jacob walks into the room Gypsy backed into. Gypsy looked at Jacob, "YOU ASSHOLE! YOU FUCKING POISONED ME!",

"Gypsy, sweetie no...I protected you..", Gypsy stared,

"You don't need me!", Gypsy then opened a bottle of organophosphate and drank a lot of it.

"GYPSY NO!" Jacob screams, Gypsy, drops the bottle, He coughs up blood, getting some on Jacob, suddenly Gypsy's eyes close, and Jacob tears up, holding Gypsy, "Gypsy no...no!". Jacob cries holding Gypsy.

Well...this is where it happened...Gypsy drank organophosphate, which may I remind you again, is a liquid full of toxic chemicals, and if you were to swallow it, you must call 911 immediately...But this story obviously isn't over yet...we still probably have many questions that need to be answered.

Jacob took his phone out and dialed a number. "911 what's your emergency?".

"Um, Hi...My younger brother swallowed something...which I think was organophosphate...and now he's covered in his own blood he coughed up...".

"Okay...uh how old is your brother?".

"15...almost 16..."

"Alright...we're gonna send an ambulance down, okay?"

"Okay...okay...alright". Jacob hung up, He looked down at Gypsy...He cried more. "I'm so sorry Gypsy...I was a shitty brother...so shitty...I should have been a better brother...but I wasn't...you do need me....but I don't need you....you need...this me...not that...sick twisted psycho me...I saw you read the medical history...you must now know...I'm the one whos sick...not you..". Jacob hugged his brother, crying more. "I love you bud..."

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