If you look up in the dictionary the word help what it says is "make it easier for (someone) to do something by offering one's services or resources." Help to me is a strong word. You say it desperately as if your in danger(like Josh). You say it in class when you don't get something. Majority of the time, we don't even admit we need help. Sometimes it's us that have to tell each other someone needs help.
I am not saying it was me that had to tell my brother he was sick in the head and needed help. It was practically every other person around us. You see... My brother and I were separated. I was lucky enough to be taken in by our grandparents in Ohio them being my legal guardians while he stayed with our biological parents in New York. Our grandparents are hard working very well off. Meanwhile my brother and parents were damn near dirt broke and lived in a shit hole of a apartment. My mother is a whore that would sleep with men for money. That same exact money wasn't even going back into the house. But Soon My dad found out. Instead of divorcing he pimped her out the house. and dad began drinking heavy and started beating on my brother.
By the time he was 13 we finally took him after his several years of crying out to get away we,. got him after a long and hard legal battle.
I think about him as I write this. What if he just stayed in New York with my parents getting amazing grades he would just have some scars here and there. It's not okay but it's better than being 6 feet deep.
I believe I can start at my senior year. A year after he came to live with us.
This is how my brother died...
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HELP
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