Warm Water

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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?"

"Tomorrow after I get back from school, why? Are you leaving" he looks up at me with his big green eyes and wobbly lips. Picking up a orange tile, I hand it to him.

"Your leaving me again aren't you?" His arms wrapped tightly around my stomach. I was shocked that I didn't Attack him but I still had to take a deep breath to touch him.

Holding each sides of his cheeks, tilting his head so that he looked up at me.

"No one fucks with my baby brother and gets away with it. And if I leave this shit of a house we call home your leaving with me" I gave him the best smile I could. I hope it doesn't look as fake as it feel.

"Your different"

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

Shrugging his shoulders he answers "You just act like her"

"Like who, mom?" I ask with distaste. What have I done to act like that whore. "No no, not her. You act like D"

My eyes turn guarded

"When have you met D?"

"A lot of times-" he says excitedly "-I spoke to her on the phone a couple of weeks ago. She told me that you where coming home really soon" Forcing a smile onto my face not wanting to ruin his happy moment.

Is it possible that she could still take control my body even when I'm taking medicine to stop that from happening.

"That's great buddy. How about we go get dress and get something to eat" I say remembering how skinny he look. Way to skinny for his age.

"Ok!" With the biggest smile on his face. He runs off towards his room with a small limp. Going to my room I try to find something I can fit.

Which was a pair of grey sweat pants and an old batman jersey.

Grabbing my clothes, I head to the hall bathroom for a quick and needed shower. I winced a little when I pulled off my shirt. There was a cut wound on the side of my rib that I didn't even know was there.

Lightly tracing the perfectly stitched wound. I try to think back but all I remember is the beginning of the fight with the two guys and then my mind went elsewhere like it always does. Deciding to worry about it later, I continue to strip and get into the warm water.

My body jerks at the warmness of the water. Not use to taking showers in warm water anymore. With shaky hands, I turn the warm water off but kept the cold water running. Quickly I wash up and getting out.

After getting dress I walked out of the bathroom.

Only to find my brother, sitting against the opposite wall of the hallway with he's face in his hands, rocking back and forth and whispering "Please, please, please" over and over again.

"Colton, what's wrong?"

Jumping off the floor, he runs to me and wraps his arms around me. I clutch my fist tightly to kept from hurting him. After a few seconds I was able to touch and hold onto him.

"I told you she wasn't a dream. Next time listen to me." he whispers into my stomach. "What you say Colton?"

"I..I thought you was a dream" he stutters.

I held him tighter knowing exactly why he lied.

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