Two Brothers

Chapter 15

Kyle's P.O.V

"You got to be kidding me!" Blake said.

"There's two of you!" Ryan said in shock.

"Yep, and by the way you said that I'm going to assume you think there's something just not right about Evan." Coach said.

"So what's you name?" Blake said.

"Well since nobody at the school knows my name and the football team is trying to figure it out at the moment, I'm just going to say call me Coach." He said with a thoughtful look.

"So which one of you is older?" Ryan asked.

Evan pointed at Coach.

"I'm the big dog around here." Coach said flexing.

"Shutup. He's older by a minute. Anyways stop flexing so we can tell them about our past. I'm return they shall tell us about there's." Evan said looking down to see spider.

Let me just say this. I personally hate spiders.

(A/N: Same here bud. I'm cool with everything else though)

He picked it up and started petting it.

"WHY!?" I said feeling like I was going to throw up.

"What? It's apart of nature. It didn't do anything wrong to me. Yet anyways." Evan said walking to the door and letting it free.

"Okay so where do we start.......oh I know. Our parents weren't the best parents. They were drug addicts and alcoholics. So since there was 5 of us, all boys, it was hard growing up. Us two were the youngest." Coach said.

"So we were always the ones to get the bruises first. One time our dad came home mad and drunk. He killed our mom without realising it, or maybe it was on purpose , I don't know. Anyways so wants he did that he came in our room and started yelling and screaming. Our 13 year old selves were confused. He started punching both of us. By the time he was done Coach was onconscious, while I was fed up. And let's just say back then I didn't have the best temper." Evan continued.

"You still don't." Coach muttered.

"Shutup. Anyways I had a bat, a gun, a knife, and a rock behind my bed. So that night I covered my bar in barbed wire. Nobody knew what I was doing, including him. My brothers treated our wounds and tried to get me to tell what happened, but-"

"This dude had so much rage he finally exploded. Everybody knew that Evan had a bad temper but they didn't know it was that bad. I didn't even know."

"Yeah, basically what he said. So I grabbed my bat and almost broke the door because we locked ourselves in so he couldn't get in. I got it open and I went searching for my dad. When I saw him laying on the Coach I went in the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I stabbed him in his leg causing him to jolt up in pain."

"He said what the hell do you think your doing. You know I'll kill you for that. And I said not if I kill you first. With that said I swing the bat at his face. Baseball came in handy that day. I had so much adrenaline I didn't even realize that our oldest brother had called 911. When he pulled me up he held me against his chest in tears, and that was the only time I've ever seen him cry. I kept saying 'let me go' 'let me go'. I eventually broke down in tears."

"I couldn't take it anymore. One of the officers said I'll be on house arrest for a year to keep watch of me. To make sure I ever snap like that again. He even became our foster parent. We all went to therapy sessions once a week, but I went two times a week. I actually kept the bat in a box. Later on I was diagnosed with ADHD, because of my anxiety started to get really bad. I didn't like leaving the house because scared of what I might do. I quit baseball because caused me to think to much about my dad.

"I was actually scared of what becoming like that. Like how he was. But as I got older it got better." Evan finished with a sigh.

There were a few moments of silence until Ryan broke it.

"Do you still have the bat?"

"I actually do. It's in a box somewhere in the basement. But I haven't used that thing since I was 13 beacuse I was scarred to look at it."

"Wow. That's tough. Our past is bad but not as bad as yours. But might as well start it." Blake asked.

"Okay so there are six of us. Ryan, Karlos, me, Parker, Cole, and Kyle. Ryan, Karlos, and Me are 21, Parker is 19, Cole is 18, and Kyle is 16. It was the day before Kyle's 10 birthday. Our dad was a business man, so he wasn't home a lot. He wanted to make it up to him so he was going to get a special gift for him and surprise him on his birthday. Well while he was driving, a drunk driver rammed in the front of the car. We found out he died the best morning, and less just say Kyle was awful. That was actually the day his temper developed. He was angry, sad, upset, pissed off, you name it."

"Mom told us to stay strong for Kyle. We went to go comfort him and he went off. He hated that we wouldn't even try to be sad that dad was gone. And let me just say, for a 10 year old he was pretty wise. He said ' I don't care that you have to stay strong for me, a normal person would be upset that the man who raised you just died. You guys are lucky. Dad didn't go into business until I was born, so barely know the man, and he's my FATHER. He was able to raise you five but me no he wasn't. And being that I'm crying over someone i don't know, and can't hardly remember who he looks like it just really pisses me off that you didn't shed a tear. If you want to be strong for someone, go to your mom and talk about it, because I already know that's not my biological mom.'"

"That put us in so much shock we couldn't even respond. He walked in his room and slammed the door. He wrecked his room, or as he likes to say, redecorating."

I chuckled at that.

"I didn't like saying wrecked." I said shaking my head.

"Anyways, since we were 15, and they were, 13, 12, and 10, they were in the middle school and we were highschool freshman. Kyle got suspended for fighting. Mom came to pick him up but before she came he ran away. We got called out of class and were told. So we called the cops and we went on a search for him. He went missing for two days, until we got a call that he was at the police station."

"We went to go pick him up. He was in the sheriff's office sound asleep on the couch in his office. He said they found him in the woods. Apparently he stopped to save a baby husky. It was pure white with blue eyes. He actually kept it. He said that they didn't have to handcuff him though, because he was asleep when they got there, but he woke up in the car." Blake said.

"He that he was scarred he was going to hurt the baby husky. He never said anything about himself. That's just how loving he is." Ryan continued." After that happened we were scarred to let him go back to school. Being that we had football practice, and the others had other after school activities and mom was at work. So the Sheriff offered to take him home and keep him there until we came to pick him up. We thought that was going to be the end of all the drama but it wasn't."

TO BE CONTINUED......