We used to live on the Main Lands. Our parents were both big business owners so we had quite a lot of money. From the day we were born our parents treated us equal until it came that time where we started talking. Well mostly me, I was the only one talking while Evan just kept quiet. At first they just thought he didn't want to talk yet, it wasn't until we turned 3 that they finally decided to take him to a doctor. Then it was revealed that Evan's mute, the doctor told our parents that while he could make grunts and other noises Evan will never be able to form real words let alone speak in complete sentences. That when they started treating us differently, they would spoil me and give me pretty much anything I asked for. But for Evan they'd act like he didn't even exist. I was never happy with how they treated us, and I tried to tell them so many times that I didn't want that and I just wanted them to treat us the same. But every time they said 'we understand' I found out they were making Evan do chores as punishment. Nothing I ever said or did would change their minds and I started hating them more and more everyday. Fortunately our babysitter and aunt were a lot nicer to Evan. With our babysitter the chores they wrote down for Evan to do alone she would split them up equally between the three of us. I was always sad when they had to leave and our parents came back because I knew the same crap would start all over again.
As if that wasn't the worst they decided to pour salt on the wound with our school clubs, they signed me for three, singing, dancing, and computer programming. The computer programming was the only one I actually wanted to do. The singing always helped cheer up Evan whenever he was upset. But the dancing was a complete waste of my time and I only used it as exercise. As for Evan they signed him up for a Freakin speech club! The one thing he can't do! It's almost like they were taunting him! But I wasn't about to let that slide so when they weren't looking I took his name off that list and signed him up for the cooking class he wanted.
The only time they were ever nice to Evan is when our aunt Carolina and cousin Tracy came over to visit. Dad knew that his older sister, while being a school teacher, would never approve of his own brother and sister in law's horrible parenting.
This went on for years until one day...they finally crossed the line.
It was a Saturday and we were just sitting around the house doing nothing when I heard them say it.
"Why is he still here?"
Evan's smile faded as he heard his mother speak; he knew she was referring to him. His father replied in a whispered shout.
"Hey it was your idea to keep him!"
"What?! No way why would I want a worthless child like him?!"
"Hey don't yell at me! I don't want him either!" "What use is a kid that can't even talk?!"
It was then Myles noticed how upset his brother was getting; they were sitting on the carpet in their living room and he moved to put an arm around his shoulder.
"What do we do?" Their mother asked their father and what he said made Myles' blood boil.
"Just leave him on the streets tomorrow. He'll be someone else's problem."
Myles graded his brother by the arm and ran upstairs, they ran into their room and locked the door. Evan had tears streaming down his cheeks as his brother held him close.
"Don't worry Evan we'll stay together no matter what." Myles held his brother close not wanting to let go.
I was the only one allowed to go to parties, our parents were too 'ashamed' of Evan's disability to allow him to go anywhere.
"Are you sure you're ok with this? Remember what they said yesterday." Myles asked as he was ready to head to a classmate's birthday party. Evan nodded and pushed his brother towards the door.
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Transformers RID Season 4
FanfictionMultiple stories for Robots in Disguise and Rescue Bots. My own season 4