Baby Brother

24-The Truth About Joshua

*Timothy's Perspective*
I felt my heart race when my phone rang. It shook in my grip as I answered. "Hello?" I answered. I could hear Marcus crying on the other end. "Marc? What's wrong?" I asked, my heart breaking at the sounds of his sobs. "I-it's Josh...I-I found him," he told me, feeling a knot in my stomach. "Tell me...how bad is it?" I asked, knowing something bad had happened to him. "He's black, he's blue, he's red, I don't know who could've done this but they are going to pay," Marcus sobbed into the phone. I could feel my own eyes begin to water. "Where you are? I'm calling the police," I told him, already starting to dial the number. "No Timmy, I already did," he whispered into the phone, I could tell his lip was quivering. So what now? What's going to happen? Is Josh going to be okay? Oh Josh, what happened to you?

*Marcus's Perspective*
It looks real bad, as if someone had used him as a human shield, and the bleeding from his leg didn't calm my nerves any. I called an ambulance since I wasn't sure how bad his injuries really were. I was crouched by his body as if protecting it from harm. I was scared, having this been the second or third time I still would have been this scared. Josh was our older brother. Someone hurt our big brother. I could feel myself start to freeze from fear, my hands cramped into claws. I was completely scared and conflicted. Who could've done this to him. Why? I hugged his limp body, his face looking sickly. I just hope he was bleeding out. That leg looks pretty bad. That's when I hear the sirens coming. I get up, waving t he ambulance over near the alleyway in which Josh lain. Thank goodness they were here. I don't know how much longer Josh could've made it.

*Josh's Perspective*
My eyes shot open as my heart felt like it was trying to beat time. I could see the faded blue light on the popcorn ceiling, giving off a faint flicker. I sat up, trying to catch my breath. What happened? I can barely see through the squints of my eyes. My body was sore and I couldn't feel my leg. Wait! My leg! I threw the covers off, relived it was still there, but it was covered up by a cast. "Hey, Josh calm down alright?" Marcus? Marcus! I wanted to throw myself into a hug in his arms, but knew I couldn't. Instead, I made grabby hands like a toddler. He chuckled and came closer to me, gently giving me a hug. "M-maaa...r-" I found it hard to speak, my tongue getting stuck in my through because I was so scared. "Shh, you're alright," he gently rubbed my back. I laid against him, not caring about t major headache I had. "I'll get t he doctor," he said before pressing the red button attached to the monitor. A doctor soon came in. I recognize his silhouette as Dr.Valentine. He had our doctor for the past few years after mom kicked Nate out. "It's good to see you awake," he said to me. I was unable to keep my eyes opened anymore as they shut. "How are you feeling?" He asked. "Like I was hit by a bus," I mumbled. "We're you?" He asked. That's right, no one would know what happened to me. Guess it's time to explain. I hope Nate wasn't in the room.

*Flashback*
I had gone to as usual, going a bit faster than I was supposed to since I was running late. When I got there, the place was already packed, it being the weekend it help either. As I served drinks over the counter, I couldn't help but notice an uneasy feeling letting it's presence known. That's when I saw this creepy guy staring at my ass. That's when I decided to tease him so he'd quit. I slowly sauntered over to him with a strong whiskey drink. "Here ya go daddy," I winked. What I had not anticipated that night was what drove me to getting the way I was in the alleyway. It was a little over an hour into my shift when I saw someone walk through the door that immediately made me sweat a little. A drop dead gorgeous man looking for his boyfriend who was a bartender. That's right. My boyfriend decided to visit me at work. He hardly ever does this. I could feel myself throb as I bit my lip, his well toned boy peaking from his skin right black T. When he sat at the counter I was pulled away from him, suddenly being kissed by the man I practically intoxicated. I made muffled sounds, trying to get away from him before my boyfriend thought something wrong. "Hey! Hey off him, he's my baby," he said in his strict tone that I've always admired. So I had to admit, I was a sub when it came to this dude, but I was also his secret little. He was the only one who knew, my brothers wouldn't understand. I didn't want to disappoint them. "You sir are in big trouble," he said in a looser, more teasing tone. I left off a cheeky smirk. "Guess you'll have to punish me later," I winked before serving his a drink I know was his favorite. It was strong and fruity, just as he liked to. It was a creation I made. I call it "Daddy's Vacation" since it had a Hawaiian-like flavor profile. "As good as always," he gave me a quick taste off his lips. "So I did good?" He laid my chin in my hands as I leaned against the counter. "Maybe daddy doesn't have to punish you after all," he teased as he gently squeezed ny forearm. After a while, my shift was over and he had offered to walk me out. Unfortunately, I had declined his offer since I knew he'd distract me for a few hours before I even unlocked the car. We give a little kiss before walking out separate ways. I reached over to grab the door handle to the car when my head gets slammed into it. "What the hell!" I had shouted as I glanced up, I could feel blood drip down my chin. "That's for not telling me you're taken," he said before punching me and kicking me very hard. I groaned out in pain as I fell to my knees. He began to do more damage. "And this is for leading me on," he said as he pulled down my pants and boxers before beating me with his belt. I had tears forming in my eyes as I saw him unzipping his pants. I quickly get up to make a run for it,calling out for some help from anyone; specially, and police. That's when he shot me just below my knee. I didn't even know he had a gun. He then stocked towards me as I tried to limp away. "You will learn better you no good slut!" He yelled in my ear before slamming me into the wall. The world went dizzy and blurry, the ringing in my ear was so sound that it hurt. The world then went black for me and I thought for sure I was a goner. That's when I hear the faint sound of my brother's voice and the man walking away. I then went fully unconscious.

*End Flashback*

Now you know what happened. I still felt sick and as if I were going to pass out again, that's when my other brothers came into the room. I was shocked to see Nate not even in any baby attire, though I couldn't see him too well anyway. He wasn't in headspace; is what presume since he began to whisper to the person next to him, and it was quiet. "You'll be okay," Marcus said as he stroked my hair. I closed my eyes as I relaxed.

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