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Chapter 1: "The Beating "“Noo!! Please Steven. I’m sorry!!” cried Laney as his older brother Steven pulled him out of bed. He knew what was coming next. He was about to be punished for going out without permission. “How dare you, you little punk?! Huh?! Who said you could go out?! Huh?!” Steven screamed as he slapped Laney across the face. Steven packed such a punch that he already had Laney’s nose bleeding with one hit. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to..” sobbed Laney. “Just wanted to what? Piss me off?!” He shouted as he smacked Laney again. “I told you a hundred times that you are not allowed outside without my fucking permission!” As Steven ranted and screamed he grabbed Laney and threw him against the wall. Laney’s head collided against the wall, causing him to scream out in pain. Two bedrooms away slept Scott. He was unaware of what was going on, until… “Noo! Steven please. Don’t! I’m sorry!” begged Laney as Steven took off his belt. “Oh, no. You’re not sorry yet. But you will be. Come here,” growled Steven. Steven grabbed Laney off the floor by his hair. He ignored Laney’s pleas and tears. He threw Laney back onto the bed and started whipping him severely. Scott heard the screams and jumped out of bed. “Oh, no. Damn Steven,” he cursed. Mumbling some more curses, he put on some clothes and ran to Laney’s room. Steven was still beating Laney when Scott got to the room. He was unaware of the third party until he felt a tap on his shoulder. “What the..” He turned around and was greeted by Scott’s fists. He stumbled backwards and fell on the floor. It took him a few seconds to realize what had happened. He slowly picked himself off the floor. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you fucking nuts?!” he screamed. Scott ignored him and walked over to Laney’s side. “Hey, little one. It’s okay. It’s me Scott.” He whispered. He sat next to Laney and tried to calm him. “Laney look at me. It’s okay. Don’t cry. I’m here now.” “What do you think you’re doing? Why the hell are you comforting him?” asked a very agitated Steven. Scott stood up and faced him. “No. What the hell do you think you’re doing? How dare you hit him like this?” “I can do whatever the hell I want to do. Who the hell died and made you the Queen of England.? Besides nobody told him to go out without permission,” growled Steven. “So! And that gives you the right to hit him? You’ve got no right! Now, please, get out of the room. NOW!” Steven reluctantly walked out, mumbling a few curses along the way. Scott slammed the door after him. He sighed and walked back to his little brother. “Hey, buddy. Come here.” He pulled a sobbing Laney into his arms. “Sssh. It’s okay. He’s gone. See? Don’t worry. I’m awake now, he won’t hurt you as long as you’re with me. Okay? Ssh. Look at me. Please, say something.” He looks over at his brother, hoping for a few words. After a while, Scott gave up. He held Laney in his arms and just let him cry his heart out. Meanwhile, Steven was downstairs making himself breakfast. Minutes passed like hours as Laney still sobbed into Scott’s shirt. “Come on. We gotta take a shower,” said Scott. “I-I..don’t want…to shower with you,” sobbed Laney. Scott started laughing hysterically. “I don’t mean “we” as together. I meant “we” as you first then me. Duh. You perv,” he laughed. Laney got up and said, “I knew that.” He left the room and limped his way to the bathroom. Scott couldn’t help but watch his little brother painfully walked to the bathroom. He decided it was time to put an end to the abuse. He waited until Laney was in the bathroom, then he went downstairs to “talk” to Steven. ~Why me?~ thought Laney. ~What the heck did I do to him? I wish mom and dad were here. They wouldn’t let him hit me. Oh, well. At least I have Scott. ~ With those thought in his head, he started to strip. He was about to take off his shirt but stopped immediately. It seems that Steven had whipped him so badly that blood was soaking his back. The pain was indescribable. Little by little, very gently, Laney removed his shirt. He undressed, turned on the shower, and stepped inside. The water cut into his skin like razors. He showered as fast as humanly possible then quickly got out. He wrapped a towel around his naked body and brushed his hair. He walked out of the bathroom and went to his room. “Hey, Steven. We need to talk,” said Scott. “About what? That dweeb? Hope not ‘cause I’m not in the mood.” Grumbled Steven. He was busily chewing on a sandwich, but not for long. Scott slammed the sandwich to the floor. Steven instantly jumped out of his chair. “What the fuck I was eating that he screamed. “I don’t give a shit. Sit down” He reluctantly did as he was told. Scott took the chair next to him. “It’s about Laney,” sighed Scott. “Duh. What a surprise there,” scoffed Steven. “ Shut up and listen. Don’t interrupt. I’m sick and tired of you hitting him. I never raised my hand to you because he begged me not to. You think you’re smart don’t you? Hitting him behind my back. What the fuck?! You thought I wouldn’t notice the bruises? The next time you raise your hand at him, I will rip it off your body. You understand?” “Yeah, yeah.” “I mean it. Don’t tempt me.” With that Scott walked off. “Like he’ll ever do anything to me,” mumbled Steven as Scott walked upstairs. “Hey kid,” he said as he went into Laney’s room. “Wanna go to the store for me?” “Can’t you go?” “Sure but I smell like crap. I need to take a shower. You’re already done so you know. Please.” “Okay.” “Here. That’s a list of stuff we need for school tomorrow. Don’t forget to get chips too. Thanks.” Laney grabbed his jacket and headed for the store. Little did he know that his life was about to change forever. |
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