Hopeless and Broken

Chapter 1

Marcus's POV
"Lucas—Stop—please!" I begged in between laughs. My big twin brother, Lucas, was tickling me to what seemed like death. "Nuh-uh little bro" he said continuing to tickle me. Then he lifted up my shirt slightly and blew a raspberry into my stomach. I could've sworn I've never laughed harder in my life. Lucas smirked at me and he blew another raspberry into my stomach. "Lucas PLEASE" I begged unable to sustain my laughter. He didn't stop so I flipped him over. I just laid on him, since he wasn't ticklish. Just then he got a phone call. "Hey babe when you gonna pick me up?" Said the girl over the phone. That's girl was Lucas's girlfriend. Her name was Samantha. "Oh yeah, sorry I was playing with my brother, I'll be there soon." Replied Lucas. "Okay love you" Samantha said. "Love you too" said Lucas. "Alright I gotta go Baby bro," he said with a pouty face. "You do realize that I'm only five minutes younger than you right?" I said to him. "Yeah, I just like getting to gloat over being older than you" He said. I giggled. He got ready and he left with a simple "love you bro." That was when he first got into a relationship with her.Soon, it came to the point where he paid so much attention to her that he didn't even realize his own twin brother was getting bullied, had both depression and anxiety, and had several slashes on his arm from self harm. Alright, I know I sound like a selfish bitch right now, but it's like he doesn't realize that I still exist. I've cried night after night and he hasn't noticed. The sad part is, we share a room. He barely even talks to me, every time I try to, he replies in tone that implies that he's annoyed with me. We used to do everything together. It used to be Lucas and Marcus, but now it's Lucas and Samantha and the boy in the corner that no one notices. He's completely oblivious to the things she's doing wrong. I've caught her cheating on him multiple times, but last time I told him that he lashed out on me and told me I was just jealous I couldn't get a girl and that I was a flat out imbecile who doesn't deserve to live. That was the first day I started to harm myself. What he said hurt, it was like the sharpest of knives getting jabbed into your heart millions of times and you're still somehow alive.