Him

"What's wrong with you?"

"Leave."

"No."

"Please."

"Why are you like this? What's wrong with you?"

"Like what?"

"You wanted a new bed for yourself because our old one was too small? You even wanted a second room for yourself? If I wear clothes of you, you don't wear it again." He explaines

"Just....... You can't force me to sleep in the same bed as you."

"Marcus, Martinus, Emma. Food is ready." Our Mom suddendly yells from downstairs.

Luckily Marcus leaves the room. I walk after him fast beacuse if Dad returns I don't want yo be down there anymore.

"What did you cook today Mommy?" Emma, my little sister asks. "Tacos" Our Mom sais happily.

"How is your hand Martinus?" My mom asked. "Better." I anwser and start doing my taco as good as possible. I broke my hand when I was at football training. I was in the goal and somehow broke it.

"Can I help you somehow?" Marcus asks as he sees my difficulties with my taco. I sat as far away from him as possible.

"N-no." I stutter and luckily get it done by myself. All of us eat fast and talk a bit about our day.

"Time to go to bed. I have to go and work." Mom sais and gets up. We help her with washing dishes. Our Mom works as a nurse in a hospital in Mosjøen. She always has night shifts. That's the only time when our dad can hurt us.

He is abusive. Earlier he just locked us in our rooms or the basement but now he is beating us up. He always finds a reason to punish us.

When Mom left I bring Emma into her room and tell her a story. After she fell asleep I go back downstairs and fall onto the couch. I decide to watch a movie until Dad comes home. I put on Avengers Endgame and chat with my only friend. Her name is Justice. Luckily she anwsers fast.

T: "hi"
J: "hey. How are u?"
T:"pretty good wbu?"
J:"samee is ur dad home already?"
T:"nope but soon I fear."
J:"I'll come over later."
T:"okay.
J:"I'll bring the first aid kit with me"
T:"okay. If u want to."

Right in that moment I hear the door open. Justice is the only one who knows about our Dad. We have a friendship with more touching and cuddeling but not with benefits.

"Marcus Gunnarsen. Move your ass down here." Our Dad yells and enters the living room. "Why are you watching TV?" He yells at me. I don't anwser. He slaps me hard. My cheek is bleeding a bit because of his ring.

Marcus sits down next to me lookng at my cheek worried. "What time do we have Martinus?" He yells. "10 p.m." I whisper. "And how long are you allowed to watch TV?" He yells.

"5 p.m." I whisper. He pulls me up by my shirt and throws me to the ground. He starts kicking me in my stomache, chest and sometimes in my face. "Go to your room." He yells and turns to Marcus.

I go fast and open the window. I lay down in my bed and try to fade out the pain. "My god. You look......" Justice whispers behind me.

"Horrible. Just say it."I whisper and turn on my back. I hiss from the pain. She sits down next to me and helps me to take off my shirt. "How bad is it?" I ask. "Worse than usually. How you wanna hide it in school tomorrow?" She asks worried.

Right in that moment Marcus enters the room. His face is badly bruised. Usually we would now cuddle together in our bed but that's not possible anymore.

For those who didn't get it yet. I have a crush on my own brother.

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Sorry for my bad english already❤❤