Brother Dearest

Dear brothers, do you really love me?

This ones a bit dark reader discretion is advised - peach

A few months had past now and i had made sure to stay out of trouble i cooked my own meals and slowly began to drift away from my family. Writing was my new passion and i spent hours of my life in my own imagination fabricating stories in a book i kept under my mattress.  One day me and oscar were home alone together. I was happily listening to music in my room sat on the windowsill writing when a smash echoed from downstairs. Darting down i saw oscar had smashed a vase that was mother's favourite. We both began to cry. We gathered the pieces and careful collected them in a jar. We began to reconstruct the vase together on the kitchen centre island. Me and Oscar hoped we could fix it before the others returned but they got back when we were almost done. Me and Oscar were ordered to our rooms. But I hadn't done anything? Alex entered face red from rage. We all loved mum but he was too angry. He instantly grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the bathroom. My wrist now purple and bruised he chucked me to the floor and kicked me in the stomach multiple times till i threw up in the toilet. He then flushed the toilet and proceeded to dunk my head into the bowel, his cruelty was unbelievable i knew this was all a fit of anger but that can not excuse this behaviour. He then kept me under the water too long. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't. Darkness started to form around me then i was pulled up and thrown to the wall. I choked and gasped for air. Alex continued to mutter a slur of swear words under his breath at me. Once i caught my breathe i had had enough. "Is this what mum would've wanted alex!" I screamed at him. The last thing i saw was his fist knuckles drenched in sweat. Then darkness.

A few hours later

I woke up in bed bandages round my wrist and my nee black eye. As soon as i saw oscar i cried more, he was fine, no scratch on his face. But mine the face of the innocent one was beaten to a pulp. I sobbed hard, ugly crying style and held myself.
"Lil im going to sleep now you should rest some more ill see you in the morning" oscar said as he left the room and his position was replaced by Xander. As soon as he entered he held me shushed me calmed me. He told me alex refused to tell anyone what happened and what he did. And that all alex could do was cry. I told Xander everything. You should've seen his face of pure anger. He woke all my brothers and told me that they would hold a little meeting. Well all i got to hear of it was crying and screaming. I just sobbed myself to sleep. Before i got comfort but now i thought none of my brothers really loved me.