Pictures to my brother ~Complete~

Nightmares arent good

I realized I never put TW. So uh,
TW:Cutting, cussing nightmare, abuse??? Needle

"You fucking idiot!" He yelled, "why the hell are you cutting!" He slaps my face, harder then he normally does when he's mad. I flinch back and continue to cry. "Well!?" He yells. He forcefully grabs my arm, thankfully the one without cuts and drags me to the bathroom. He throws open the door and then the cabinet. He grabs the first aid kit sitting me on the edge of the tub. I sob softly and pull my arms closer to myself. He soon comes over and gently pulls my cut arm closer to him, rolling up the sleeve. He takes some cotton pads, and set them next to me. Then takes a wash cloth and gently washes my arm. It stings at one point and I pull my arm back. His gaze is soft which is new. It's never soft, always harsh or stern. "Come on Dimitri" My eyes widen, he only called me by my name when I first came here. "I'm just going to wrap it okay?" He says softly pulling my arm again. I oblige and let him take my arm. He places the cotton on them and then puts a ace bandage over it all. He stands, placing a kiss on my head like a real father would. He packs up the first aid kit and puts it back. "Let's go have some food okay?"

"I- Thank you" I stutter. I follow him into the kitchen. I make a start to the fridge before he starting to make food. I know he hates to cook even though he can. I'm soon pushed back.

"I'll do it, go sit down"

We ate in silence. I barely ate, not used to it anymore. I stared at the food for lord only knows how long. I then looked up and saw I wasn't in the house base thing anymore but in my head space. Weird. I looked around and found someone on the stairs. I wasn't sure who it was. I've only been here twice, both times with Jay. Was Jay out right now? Cant be, I wasn't in any danger.

"Uhm, hi?" I say unsure. The said person looks up.

"Hey! I'm Chris!" I stare in shock. Jay has to be out then!

"Uhm, where's Jay?" I ask.

"I heard my name! What's good guys!" Jay yelled running down the stairs. "Oh hey Dimitri!" Jay looks at Chris. "Wait, Dimitri?" They say turning back to me. I give a nervous wave in return.

"Uh yeah, I was just trying to eat a sandwich and bam here I was" I said walking over to the couch and flopping on it.

"I told Adam to be good!" Chris sighed. I shrugged and decided to grab a book.

"Well I'm here now, nothing I can really do" I said finding a good book. "I mean, the man was being pretty nice today, I wasn't sure how to react the whole time," I said pausing to read the info on the book. "Maybe that why. He's there to help when I have to be somewhat social?" I sighed softly laying down and starting to read. The other two seemed fine, they went back to whatever they were doing.

"Off there to the right--somewhere--is a large island," said Whitney." It's rather a mystery--"

"What island is it?" Rainsford asked.

"The old charts call it 'Ship-Trap Island,"' Whitney replied." A suggestive name, isn't it? Sailors have a curious dread of the place. I don't know why. Some superstition--"

"Can't see it," remarked Rainsford, trying to peer through the dank tropical night that was palpable as it pressed its thick warm bla-

I felt myself slowly coming back to reality. Which sometimes is jarring, other times not. This time wasn't. I found myself in my bed, the bandages still there and a full stomach. I found a note on my hand.

Sorry for fronting! He told us to go to bed so yeah - Adam

I sighed. I tossed and turned in the hard bed, trying to get comfortable. Most times, my attempts were futile. Including tonight. But I eventually fell asleep.

I look around, finding only wood and dirt, along with the sky. Was I being buried? Did I finally die? I soon came to know that I was, in fact, still alive. I felt something crawl- no slither. Across my hand. I look at it to find a snake curled around my hand and arm. Suddenly, the world goes dark. I heard banging too. I've realized, I'm being buried alive... I scream, but nothing comes out. I try and bang in the wood above be but snakes are bonding me down. I start to hyperventilate. I'm actually going to die like this. Suicide would've given me death the way I want it, but this.

I wake up with a scream, then a sob, then a loud bang echos in my room. Soon, two arms wrap around me, not the kind of way that's loving more of a, why-the-fuck-did-you-wake-me-up and I'm pissed kind of way. "What the fuck Deceit" he says picking me up and going towards the basement.

"I-I had a nightmare" I said shaking while he pulled open a different door. He glared at me.

"We can fix that" He said smiling wickedly. He strapped me to a chair, and someone with a doctors mask walked in.

"Are you sure we should do this sir? I mean, it's never been tested on people. " the person said nervously.

"I said do it!" He yelled, slamming the door on his way out. I struggled against the binds hoping there was a way out. The person looked at me sympathetic almost. Then turned and left the room. He soon came back with a needle. I couldn't move anymore, I felt my whole body freeze almost. He came over, rolling up one of my sleeves. Then he injected the needle, it felt like acid was being pushed through my veins, I screamed in pain.

The doctor like person said something. I looked at him, then I passed out.