I went to answer the call, but remembered my sleeping siblings, so I stood up and walked out.
It was cold, so I started walking as I pushed the answer button.
-"Congrats! I can finally get in touch with you" Steve said from the other side of the line.
-"Thanks Steve" I said.
-"So! How was your day?" He asked smoothly from the other side.
-"The routine, but add to it the fact that I stabbed my toe and fainted at the sight of blood" I said and heard him groaning from the other side.
-"must have hurt like a bitch!" He said
-"Yeah, I still get shivers whenever I think about it" I said and heard him chuckle softly.
-"Shut up! No one will find out" I suddenly heard from the other side of the road.
I looked up to find two forms by the house's backdoor.
So I walked back secretly and told Steve that I would call him back.
Once I reached near, I smelled cigarettes and heard two voices that were strangely familiar, and my eyes widened in realization.
-"You son of a bitch!" I growled and lunged at Issac that was holding a cigarette between his fingers.
And from chock, he forget to exhale the smoke so he choked on his breath with a look of horror on his face.
-"Weren't you supposed to be at work?" Sam said in horror.
-"Surprise motherf***ers!" I said and started kicking their a$$es.
-"Stop please!" Isaac was begging
-"It was our first time" Sam finished.
-"Really? I will make sure it will be your last time.
I said as I continue beating the crap out of them.
-"Stop please! You slap like grandma!" Sam said while trying to catch his breath.
-"Sure! It's better than beating you for real, but believe me, next time I catch you, I will strip your bottoms and slap your nice buts until they turn a nice shade of reddish pink in front of the whole town." I threatened, and the look of horror on their faces.
-"Why won't you beat us like a normal person do in a normal way?, I don't mind a few broken bones and bruises" Isaac said.
-"That's called abuse, and there is no fun in it" I said and shoved them back.
-"Now, to your rooms, and God help me, if I catch one of you again..." I said and looked suggestively at their backsides, and they paled and run each inside his house.
I sighed and called Steve back.
-"Sorry about before!" I sighed.
-"What happened?" Steve asked.
-"Caught my little brother with the neighbor's kid smoking cigarettes" I said and heard him laugh out loud.
-"God! Tell me they are still alive!"
-"They are, but I humiliated the shit out of them, and gave them some threatening, and sent them to bed"
-"You are the best!" He said still laughing.
-"Yeah! Listen Steve, I gotta go, I have to check on my brother, you know? I think that getting fired from that job is something good" I said as I walked to the door.

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Building Bridges
General FictionA story of someone that got tired of life and was drowning but got snatched from the depth of hell to have a better life.