The Broken Werewolves: Forbidden Law (BxB)

Chapter 7: Brother Dave, Afraid Of Spiders

Chapter 7
Brother Dave, Afraid of Spiders 

"I believe we should not get our hopes up, brother." My brother Dave says to me as he gazes down on me. I huff, crossing my arms over my chest. This time, we're arguing if Mom would give us some money, knowing that she has already given us enough. Fool Dave, he spent all his money on things - mostly on foods, that he doesn't need, like buying a guitar. He doesn't know how to play guitar yet he bought one. According to him, he feels like he would be much more attractive if he learns to play guitar. Too much time spending on Facebook, Dave. Too much. "Just please, lend me some. Mom, she would kill me. You know I don't know how to manage my allowance. You should have stopped me, you little elf!"

I roll my eyes at him. Dave is so stubborn but I love him to death and I'm starting to fall because he now has this puppy eyes look and he pouts even more. "Oh for God's sake, stop doing that. I hate you right now."

"But you love me, please oh brother."

"Alright, but the next time this happens," I say with the most threatening tone I can muster, eyes staring down at him, "You are on your own. I don't know why you like being swooned with girls. They are, kind of, disgusting. I mean, they cry over little things. But I cannot convince you, brother." With that, with his lips tugging into a big smile that reaches his ears, I fish out my wallet inside my back pocket and decide I should give him more. Knowing Dave, he'd spend more.

When Dave sees the money I'm going to lend him, his eyes widen and he grins at me. "Oh Kieran, you're such a great brother. Anyways, I'm setting you up on a date to a guy named Troy" - I roll my eyes again and want to give him a bird but decide not to - "who's kind of interested on you. Troy is Trisha's brother - "

"Right, the bitch that's all over you." I mutter.

"Hey, Trisha's good." Dave protests then he takes a deep breath. "I'm going to let go of that statement, but, Trisha's good. You gotta stop judging people. Going back, Troy is interested on you and wants to know you more. In a non homo way, Troy is handsome and he'd be very good to you. You guys would make a cute couple. Sometimes, I hate being your fairy, but it's for your own good." He whispers the last part like I should be thankful then he breaks into a smile. If Dave set up a date on me, I should do it. Dave would bug me and I hate to be bugged by him. I have a lot of things to do, and since I'm going to be caught up in school the next days, I would have a little amount of time to enjoy my life. I give him the money and eye him, silently telling him that he should pay me back as soon as possible and he seems to get the point because he nods.

Finally, Mom gets back home with a bunch of paper bags in her hands. Both Dave and I move forward to help her. Mom sighs out of tiredness and seems thankful when she sees us helping her. What she bought, veggies, and I hate veggies. Mom is so eager to make me eat some vegetable. She always tells me it's good for my health, and I know it's good for my health, but the taste is so horrible. The last time I ate a vegetable was when I was in my old home, when I was in my pack, though it was never a home to me really, but I consider it as one, it made me vomit and the Great Alpha was so mad at me. Letting the image slip away, the thought of my old home, to those people who hurt me, I never really get a chance to move on. The wounds are still fresh, and they are carved on my heart. There are lots of moments when I think that these wounds would never heal, because I know they would not, but sometimes, I kind of hope that everything would be forgotten. Because of the past life I had, I had to let go of my wolf Furion just to live a happy life, but then again, I'm always asking myself if I'm living a happy life right now. Though I'm happy to have Dave and Mom, there's always a nightmare that keeps waking me at night. And it's not making me happy at all.

It's making everything worst.

A hand touches my shoulder and I look up to see Mom looking at me with worried eyes. She must have sensed that I'm hurting because she's giving me those sad eyes. I have never really been honest with her. I never tell her what happened on me. I never tell her that I was an outcast. All she knows, is that I was just an orphan kid with a dark past. She understands me though she never stops asking me to tell her everything. She deserves to know everything but I promise to myself never to speak the story to anyone, even to a soul.

"Are you okay?" She doesn't need to us, and I'm guessing she wants to be assured that I will be alright, and I give her a nod, which makes her smile, but not reaching her ears, not the genuine smile that I prefer to see. "I arranged everything and it's all set up. You and Dave would go to school in West McArthur High School. I did a survey and everyone is friendly there. They don't hate gay or lesbian people. Honey, could you please bring this on the counter, it's really heavy, thanks Dave." I nod at her and take most of the paper bags in her hands and deliver it in the kitchen. She follows me and I can feel her eyes trained at the back of my head.

"JESUS CHRIST, WHY IS THERE A SPIDER LURKING HERE?" We hear Dave shout in the other room and I stifle a laugh. "MOM, KIERAN, WE NEED TO KILL THIS NASTY FREAK! HELP!" He yells at the top of his lungs and I burst out laughing. Then Dave comes barging out of the room, his hands flying high in the air. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. I tried to kill it but it went away! WHAT SHOULD WE DO? OH I HAVE FAILED!"

"Dave, stop!" Mom says while laughing. "It's just a spider. It won't hurt us."

"But since you tried to kill that poor spider... it will hunt you down. Mostly they plan, and they are most vengeful at night."

The look on Dave's face is priceless and Mom and I topple over, laughing hard as our lungs contract because of the air running out. Mom pats me on the back and I shake my head, trying to gain self control.

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Later that night, Dave comes into my room with fear in his eyes and I stop myself from laughing. For a big guy like him, he's really pretty scared of spiders. We're the same age, but he's still childish. He sees me watching him and scowls, makes me scoot over and lays by my side. Dave and I almost share everything, and we never question it. Mom always tells us that when she's gone, Dave and I would be the only one to help each other, trust each other, and I treasure her words. What she said, it's true. I may have known him and Mom just for a year, but they are already my world and I will be forever thankful to have them in my life.

For a few minutes, I can already hear Dave's heavy breathing as he sleeps peacefully. I look at the ceiling, desperately thinking of the answers for my questions. If I could just forget everything and move on with my new life. I'm tired of everything and it makes me wonder when will I have the chance to fully move on. I want to be rescued, to be saved, but it's hard.

Life is full of trials and all, but I shall continue living. I just have to go through everything. Furion is always here in my heart and I know that he's going to help me overcome those obstacles.

Deciding to sleep, I shut my eyes and let my mind go blank, or I tried to, but there are so many thoughts running in my head. The trick is, I just have to shut my eyes for a very long time and I would be able to sleep. That's what I always do. So far, I never fail.

And I never fail to have a nightmare.