My Brother, The Dentist

Chapter 8-

~Billy's POV~

I watched my brother stand up and open up a a cupboard. He pulled out these things, which looked like straps. Would he really do this to me?

"Right Billy, you're not leaving until i've given you a checkup and a cleaning. So you can either have it done without force or with force. It's your choice."

I glared at my brother sternly.

"You can't force me Sam."

He smirked.

"You wanna bet?"

Sam raced after me, I dived onto the floor kicking and screaming, curling and squirming. He grabbed me with a tight grip and lifted me up onto the chair, holding my arms and legs down on to the chair. The tears were rushing down my face now. His grip was so tight, it hurt! I tried kicking him away from me but it was no use!

"NOOO SAM! GET OFF! PLEASE!"

"Billy, you just need to calm down. You're having this checkup whether you like it or not, and it'll be done for another six months. I'm going to strap you down so there's not fuss okay? It's for your own good Billy."

I was strapped down onto the chair by my arms, legs and torso. All I could move was my head. As if my own brother would betray me like this!

"Next question Billy. Are you gonna willingly open up your mouth for me?"

I shook my head no, but I believe that was the worst thing to do.

"Suit yourself" he sighed.

Sam pulled out another strap and strapped down my forehead, now I was unable to move my head. It was like a torture chamber!

"THIS IS SO UNFAIR!" I screamed!

I watched my brother snap on a pair of gloves and place a mask over his face. I couldn't even recognise my big brother anymore. The tears were still gently rolling down my rosy cheeks. He then took the large mirror above my head and faced it towards my mouth. I noticed him pick up a device...

"Okay Billy, this is a mouth prop, it'll keep your mouth open for me. I'm just going to pop it in and..."

I interrupted him. "No Sam, please I don't want that in, i'll open my mouth for you, I promise"

Sam looked at me with a surprised gesture!