Weeks went past and i began to fear my brother a little more each day. He came home later than he used to, he stopped eating dinner on the table and he began to shout more. I tried my best to stay away from him and i didn't let him anywhere near my mum. I would always read the text messages on Mr Michelson's phone trying to find a mistake but its still there. The text messages that haunted me everyday. I found it hard to concentrate in school and didn't sleep. My grades dropped and i lost all my friends. I was bullied at school and on the street for having a 'murderer brother'. I knew that i couldn't trust anyone and i hated my life, i hated myself, i hated my brother. I lost all my self confidence and just stopped going school altogether. My mum was home at 11 and seemed happy. So i didn't mind. Every Time i walked out the house i would always get looks being shouted at or questioned by detectives my whole world was falling apart until one day i came home to find my brother staring at the tv with great shock. He looked at me and then back at the tv. It was the news channel. There was another murder on the same street in the same place. The body was of a detective. "They're going to blame me more now" my brother said, his eyes where beginning to tear up. This was the first time in weeks he spoke to me, this was the first time ever that i saw his sensitive side. I wasn't afraid of him anymore. I sat beside him and hugged him tight. When the advert came on he suddenly got up and out of the house so i went to my room. Later that evening i went home to see my mum in the kitchen sitting on the dining table she was crying aloud full of blood and on the table was the hammer i saw in my brothers room. "M-m-mum" i said clenching my dress. She looked up at me tears rolling down her face. "He's dead" she cried. "He's gone"
"Mum, i know who killed Mr Michelson and the detective, it was-" i replied.
"No it wasn't, i killed him, i killed them both. Me and Mr Michelson where together for a long time, we went out alot and we were happy together untill your brother came in the way, we argued because of him so i killed Mr Michelson and framed your brother. Then that stupid detective found out everything, i had to do something" my mum said
still crying. I was shocked,my own mother betrayed me! I stumbled back my mum grabbed the hammer ready to hit until the police barged in they arrested her and told me that my brother called them to keep an eye on me. I felt a tear run down my cold face, my brother did everything he could to look after me, he will never think of me the way i once thought of him.
