Kill Or Be Killed

Chapter Three

    I stared at the blonde haired boy that stood in front of me... I knew who he was but I wasn't sure if he remembered me... He was definetly 15, and he was definetly my brother... He looked at me like he had never seen me before in his life. I just smiled at him and at that instant he got a look in his eye that told me he remembered me. He ran toward me and hugged me. I just sat there in his embrace. I felt my hot tears run down my face. I was so happy to see he was alive.

    He let go of me and I saw him smile at me. He had tears running down his face. His hair was long and shaggy. I missed him so much and I didn't want to ever let him go. This was like a fantasy... Accept that I knew he would never grow up right... He would be a murderer... I didnt want that for him. He could be going to college, getting married, having kids... but instead he was stuck here with nothing.

"You can have 20 minutes!" He yelled...

    I grabbed Matt's hand and we ran out of the complex. I was so happy to be with him. I had so many questions to ask. But I couldn't ask.

"So how have you been?" I asked.

He didnt respond to me. He just stared... And then he put his head down.

"How have you been...?" I asked again... I lifted his head with tears in his eyes... What was wrong? Why didnt he answer me? Why was he crying? Just then he took his hands and made a gesture. He pointed to his ear and then a thumbs down. What was that supposed to mean? I gave him a confused look and he shook his head. He mouthed the words  to me and made the gesture again... But then I knew what he was telling me... I don't think I've ever been hit with this much emotional force in my life. My heart began to tighten and tighten and I felt strangled. The lump in my throat came back and I felt tears prickling at my eyes. All these years had gone by, I couldn't have contact with him and now I would never be able to have a convorsation with him... Matt was deaf...

How? I have no idea. He wasn't deaf six years ago! It must have happened in those six years... He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward one of the offices. He got a piece of paper and a pen and he began writing. He held up the paper and it read, 'Do you remember that explosion that happened about three years ago? I was 12, you would've been 13. Well the blast had hit me too hard and I lost my hearing on the spot. The noise had busted my ear drums and I've been impared ever since.'

I felt the tears on my face. He took his thumb and wiped them away. 'It's ok' he mouthed. 'I'm fine,' He mouthed again. I took the pen and paper and wrote down, 'Can u sign?' He took it from me and wrote 'No'... Great! He was deaf and he couldn't sign. He began writing again 'They sent me home when I was 14. They said I was no good and they couldn't use me...They have guards at the house so we don't try to come get u..' he wrote. I took the paper and started to write but then 'He' came in the room and took Matt away. I hugged him and mouthed 'I love you' and he was taken from me.. The same way he was taken away six years ago...

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