Why Me? (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 13

"Do what you love, not what you think you're suppose to do."
~Unknown
There's a quote that's like this but it goes on by saying,
"Or else you're wasting your time"
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"You ruined my life, Eric. You ruined it and I'll never fucking forgive you." Carter said, not crying or shaking anymore. He was murderous.

I snuggled further into Phoenix's chest and felt cold from the shadow being casted upon me by Damian, he was standing in front of us.

Carter threw the first punch, one he had probably been holding in for quite some time.

"Phoenix." I cried, not wanting to look at Eric. "Phoenix, I wanna go home."

He nodded and kissed my head, resting his on top of mine.

"I love you." He said. Carter didn't stop punching Eric.

"Carter!" Damian yelled, screaming, not knowing what to do. None of us knew what to do. I thought I'd never see him before.

Now that he's here, I can't help but want to ask one simple question. My arms untangled from Phoenix as I pushed my way to Carter, putting a hand on his shoulder.

He slowly turned around and looked up at me with wide eyes. "What?"

I shook my head and watched as he stood up. My eyes glanced down at my oldest brother and saw the face, he looked innocent but his eyes tell a whole different story.

"Why?" I asked looked down at my black and white converse and over at Carter's maroon ones. "Why did you do it? We're your brothers, I mean, does that even m-mean anything to you?"

Eric propped himself up with his elbows and looked up at me, something flashed in his eyes. A lone tear rolled down his face.

"No." He said standing up. I looked up at him, frozen. "It can't mean anything or else I would get disgusted, disgusted that I'd touch my own family. But you guys-"

"We didn't ask for shit." Carter said pulling me into him. "It wasn't our fault. It was yours. You and only yourself. I know now that you are-"

"I know it was my fault okay! I didn't expect to see you guys today, especially not walking in on Mason sucking on-"

"Why are you here then? This isn't your home." I said, standing my grounds. He shrugged his shoulder, defeated.

"I don't know. I just, you guys are my fami-"

"No. We aren't. Frankly, if you're not apologizing, get out. Now." Carter said in a monotone voice.

My voice quivered as I pointed to the door, my finger shaking. "I can't stand to look at you."

"I'm sorry! Okay!"

"It's not okay!" I screamed, watching as Carter let out a single tear. "It was never okay! What you did to me! What you did to Carter! None of that was okay! Do you understand that?!"

Eric stood up and whipped the blood coming from his nose onto his ugly yellow jacket he probably got from the trash.

"I understand. But I wasn't in the right mi-"

"Stop making fucking excuses!" Phoenix yelled, punching the table.

Eric jumped, realizing there was four of us and one of him.

"Get out." I said strongly. "Get out!"

"You guys are my-"

"I said get out!"