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26. The ❝ʟιттʟe❞ brother protection program

here you go -- one last little chapter before updates will be non-existent for seven-eight days straight, i'm srysrysry. 
also, some of you have been saying you don't know how to write a comment for this story without swearing? honestly, i don't give a damn if you swear, swear your hearts out bæs ☻ 

if you can, listen to the song placed on the side while you read, 
it will make everything just that little bit more feelsy,
jafeel?

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Pov: Vic.

Mike's always been a dick to me. He's the taller brother, I'm the littler brother, and he always likes to remind me of that fact.

He'll hold my diar- journal, above his head, and laugh when I can't reach it. He'll pick me up and throw me into the water when ever our family spends a day at the beach. He'll hold a hand over my forehead as I try to hurt him in any way I can for his cruel anticts, acting bored as my arms fail to reach him. Basically, I can only describe this, as abuse. And I'm surprised I've survived up until now. My brother's a dick, but he still cares about me, sometime's a little too much.

"He said what?!" Mike yelled, his eyes practically spilling with rage and the sides of his face practically burning with anger. Luckily, our parents were at work, otherwise they'd be scolding him by now, telling him not to be so loud -- partly, because of our snooty neighbours.

Digging his nails into his palms, he looked over my sobbing frame -- clenching hold of my pillow and letting it be filled with melancholy whimpers. My chest raising up and down at frantic paces, following the pattern of my cries, my throat became tight while my eyes were numb with tears, dampening eyelashes shading my vision.

I couldn't help it, Oli's harsh repleted words really got to me, especially since I'd thought he was going to be my prince charming. But, of course, he had to turn out to be the complete opposite. Clearly, I don't deserve a prince, I deserve to be alone.

Because I'm Vic Fuentes, nothing but a pathetic excuse of a living being. I'm like life's little play toy, aren't I? The world comes crashing down on me as soon as I think everything is going to be okay -- as soon as I think, for once, something good is coming my way, that growing hope of light is soon to be completely destroyed, and I still, don't know why.  

Eyes squeezing shut, my nose scrunched up and lips quivered furiously. I was too upset to reply, I just wanted to forget it all. I knew Mike was mad, it was unnecessary, although it is kind of nice to know I actually do have someone in my life who gives a shit about me.

"Who do I need to beat up?" Tay asked casually, and as I lifted my head up, I saw she was leaning by the door frame, slowly being joined by a completely baffled, wide eyed, Tony Perry. Mike rolled his eyes, "Shut up, Tay, you can't beat anyone up. You're too small." 

"Screw you, dick head! I'll beat you up in a minute!"

Sometimes, it's hard to believe these two are in a real relationship. When they aren't sucking eachother's faces off, they're cursing at one and other. They aren't a cutesy couple, that's for sure.