My Multi Ego

Tears

Walking into his room, all I seen was a neatly clean floor and a perfectly made bed. I have no idea what day it is, so I don't know if he's at school or not. Signing in frustration, I walk out and quietly close the door behind me.

I was just about to head to my old room when I a noise coming from Colton's room. Turning around I quickly open his door back. Only for the noise to stop.

Walking into his room, closing and locking the door behind me. I start to look around. There wasn't any places for someone to hid, just under the bed and in the closet. Going over to the bed, I flipped it over. There wasn't anything but an old shoebox. Binding down I open it. I was shock to see that the box had some of my things in it. Like my old brush, necklace, some old pictures of me and other things.

Closing the box, I went to Colton's dresser. Getting the knife I keep tapped under the top of the dresser for emergency. It was nothing special just an pocket knife.

Going over to the closet, I slowly open it and what I see made my heart stop.

On the floor of the closet is my brother. My baby brother with his eyes tightly closed shut and shaking in fear. His face was smudged with dirt- no not dirt blood. His face was smudged with blood.

I drop to my knees

How could I let this happen. How long have this been happening? I was so deep in thought I didn't see him get up and run to me. "Egypt! It's me. It's me Egypt!"

Blanking a couple of times. I seen that I held Colton in a tight head lock with my knife against his throat. Immediately I drop the knife and let him go. "I'm so sorry Colton, I didn't mean it I swore" Tears was felling from my eyes.

Not thinking twice he runs to me again and throws his arms around my neck. "I missed you so much" he cries while burying his head into my tense shoulder. He's not a threat, he's not a threat. I repeat to myself until my shoulder relaxes.

I try to pull him back a little, to get a good look at him, now that he was in the light. But he just holds on tighter and cry harder. "Please don't let go, I don't want to wake up from this dream. You always leave when I wake up"

"Shh, I'm not going anywhere. I just want to take a look at you" rubbing his back trying to calm him down. "Promise?"

"Promise"

Loosing his arms, I set him on the floor. looking at him and his condition made my hands shake and my vision go blurry. Digging in my pocket I pull out my bottle of pills and take one to calm me down. "Whats that?"

"My medicine" my answer was simple, he doesn't need to know just yet.

Looking back at him. He had a swollen eye, the blood on his face must have came from his nose and bottom lip. Taking a deep breath, I lift up his shirt and begin to cry harder. "Please don't cry" he whispers which made me cry harder.

Wiping my tears away, I need to focus.

"Does anything on you hurts?"

He hesitated before saying "Promise you won't cry?"

"Yah buddy I promise"

Nodding his head, he begin to point out what was hurting. First he points to his face, then his ribs, back, shoulder and lastly he showed me his index finger that was beyond swollen and turning purple and green.

Before he can do anything else, I grab his wrist tightly and use my free hand to pull his dislocated finger until I heard it pop back into place.

Holding his body close to mine as he cry.

"Buddy who did this to you?" I ask while leaning my back against the wall in the room that was facing the doing. "Sh.Shane"

Shane? Who the fuck is Shane?

"Who's that?" I ask while searching my brain for anyone I know with that name. "Moms boyfriend" he whimpers.

He's a dead man once I get my hands on him.

Picking up his body, I made my way to the hall bathroom.

......

Sitting on the bathroom toilet with my back facing the tube. Not to give him privacy, he's my brother. I use to change his diaper and give him baths all the time so I already seen everything. I just can't stand to see his body covered in so many bruises and see him wince when he moves to fast.

"What time do they get back?"