(No incest! It's just the reader's older brother who is really caring and overprotective of the reader/ (Y/N). Okay now on to the story.)
Warning: bad language, blood, child abuse, child neglect, possible gore and a lot of violence
(If you are uncomfortable or sensitive with any of the topics up above then please do not read)
Y/N = (Your name)
H/C = (Hair colour)
E/C = (Eye colour)
B/B/N = (Big brother's name)
F/F = (Favourite Food)
F/D = (Favourite Drink)
Your POV
I lay down on the cold hard ground feeling all the pain and horrible bruises that mother had given me so many times over and over again. I pull my knees close to my head letting out small wimpers and cries as I didn't wanna alert my drunk father or mother that I was still awake, fearing that they'd come back into my room and hurt me again.
I miss my big brother a lot, I just wish he'd come save me already but that would be a bit impossible since Mother and Father had kicked him out the house until he came back with a high paying job.
Tho after a few months later big brother had seem to land a high paying job and mother and father had seemed to have found out and now is trying to find ways to contact him. As for how I found out well let's just say one day I heard the house phone ringing and I answered since mother and father weren't home.
*Flashback*
"H-Hello?" I answered in my shy tone.
"Y/N, Is that you? Are you okay? Please tell me you are!" I hear the person who sounded like my older brother.
"B/B/N? I-Is that y-you?" I ask with hope in my voice.
"Yes it's me, look I need you to pack your bags and everything you can, I'm gonna pick you up and take you to our new home far away from them" I hear my brother say making me immediately full with joy and happiness.
"O-Okay I'll b-be as fast a-as I can an-and I'll make sure m-mother and father don't kn-" before I could finish my sentence I felt a hand over my mouth and the phone getting forcefully grabbed out my hand.
I look to see it was non other that my mother and father trying to talk to my brother acting as if they cared about him and loved but the truth is they were probably just after his money. My brother had seemed to hang up on my mother and father since they kept screaming my brother's name but there was seemingly no answer.
*Flashback over*
And that's why I am here on the cold hard dirty ground, beaten, bruised and broken. It's as if I'm hanging on to the last bit of light and I fear if the darkness comes back to hurt me again, I might fall into it. I hear mom screaming at father again about my brother not answering the phone when she calls him and keeps complaining about how my brother only wants to talk to me and only me.
Tears stream down my face and my stomach growls with hunger as close my eyes hoping for a better tomorrow and with the last breath I have, I let the darkness take over me and fall into the sweet embrace of unconsciousness.
*A Few hours later*
"AHHHHHHHHH! NO! NO! PLEASE STOP!" I hear what sounded to be like my mother's screams.
I wanted to get up and see what's going on but I was too weak and hungry to even move a mussel, so I just layed in the same spot thinking that a bunch of bad people just broke into the house and one their done hurting mother and father, their probably gonna come for me next. I didn't care tho, if their going to hurt me at least it would end the horrible pain I'm feeling.
I close my eyes ones again, saying my possible last words and the words I wished I could have said to my brother before I.....
*Violence warning*
B/B/N's POV
"WHERE IS HE!?" I yelled at my mother pulling her by her hair not caring if she was in the slightest bit of pain.
"I-I don't k-know w-w-what your t-talking a-a-about sweetie" my mother said in a fake confused tone.
"Don't you lie to me, you fucking peace of shit! Where is he!? Where is Y/N!? Where's my brother!" I scream at her and tighten my grip on her hair harder.
"Boss, I think I found something" I hear one of my men say. I turn around to look at what he found and saw Y/N in his arms, Y/N, looked almost really skinny and so badly bruised like he had been mercilessly beaten so many times.
I looked at my disgusting excuses of partners and grabbed my mother now by her throat letting go of her long/medium/short h/c hair making my mother yelp in suprise and pain. I look my mother dead in the eyes and pull out my gun from its holster, throwing my mother to the floor watching her trying to get up before I pointed the gun to her head.
My mother completely stop moving and was on her knees begging for mercy and saying how sorry she was and that she loves me so much but I could care less besides she was only sorry she got caught. I finally shoot my mother in the head making my father scream and cuss at me then I pointed the gun at his head eventually shooting him as well.
Me and five of my men walk out the house, one of them still carrying Y/N and putting him in the back seat of the car where I certainly was.
*An hour later*
We had finally made it to my new home and luckily in time one of my men, who was a very well known doctor manged to save Y/N's life and after 2 frightening and worried hours Y/N had woken up with tears in his eyes and also mine.
I walk up to his bed and hug my little brother gently, I didn't wanna hurt him or put him in any type of pain since he was still recovering from all the damages that had been done to him.
Your POV
When I woke up, I was so happy to see my brother and to be able to talk to him again. After eating f/f and drinking some f/d, I had gotten me a fresh set of close that big brother had bought me and I when to go take a long awaited warm shower.
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