Help me Please

My name is Chance Loss.

You know my name really symbolic to my life. What hand on my vacation with my parents and my older brother Neiver. Neiver Loss.

The night I woke up late to head to the bathroom. It was quiet too quiet. Usually mom and dad are up watching a movie. When I head to the living room, I see blood on the floor and on the walls. It's a scene of a sudden and horrific blood in the room.

I feel a sudden chill, and it's not the blood. I take a look at the patio. The see though glass door open, I got out on the patio and see Neiver. He's drinking white wine and have that sinister smile on his face. I look at his hand and see a knife. Did he?

"All my problems are over. Now with you Chance." I got scared and back away. "But I won't kill you. I'll torture you like hell on earth. Brother." He looks at me with that smile on his face still.

I got so scared and run off.

Weeks pass. Living in the basement and haven't had a shower. All chained up and never ate since last week.