My Brother...

A/n:Hello everyone,I'm starting this new story I would like to call 'My Brother...'.This story is about Ed and Al and there abusive father.My have some Elricest...not sure yet...Rated M to be safe.This story includes abuse...no likey no ready!

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All I could do was sit there.Sit there and watch 'the bastard' as my brother callled him,beat the shit out of Edward.Another scream another cry but he would not stop.He would come home every evening and just thrash my brother from one end of the house to the other.My dad was always out of town on business trips and would somtimes be gone for weeks at a time.Those were always brother an mines favorite times.But now he was home and making Ed pay for anything that didn't go his way. "G-go!"Ed yelled so I got up and ran up the stairs.He didn't want me to see his beatings.When he told me to go I would run to our room and lock the door.

I would sit in our room on Ed's bed and just cry,hoping the man would drop him and leave to go to the bar.

After I was born my mother divorced my dad because he was abusive with her as well.It all started when I was 6 and my brother 7.Our mother had died in a car accident and left us in our fathers care.At first it all seemed ok.We thought he would treat us with love and care.But instead he would beat Ed to take out his anger.I rember the one day when my dad hit me.Brother was furiouse.He picked up the lamp of the side table and threw it at my dads head.My dad never hit me again but he almost killed Ed that night.Now I am 14 and brother is 15.

The sound of the front door slamming snapped me out of my thoughts.He must have left to go to the bar.I got up slowly and crept to my bedroom door to make sure he had indeed left.When no sounds could heard I ran downstairs.I run out into the kitchen and see brother sitting at the table.He was trying to clean some of his cuts but couldn't reach the ones on his back so I take the rag from him and begin to clean his wounds.

He hisses at the contact but I know he is thankful that I was helping him.After the cuts stop bleeding I help him upstairs.We make our way to the bathroom where I can help him get the dried blood out of his beautiful golden blonde hair.When we get into the bathroom I help him remove the rest of his clothes while staring a nice warm bath.Once he is in I begin to remove my clothes as well to join him.He doesn't like being alone when he knows our dads in town so I take my baths with him along as do everything else with him.

I sit down behind him and was his back,avoiding any open cuts.After I finish with Eds back he turns around and faces me.I wash his chest and arms.I'm beging to notice how nice a body my brother has when you get beyond the cuts and bruises on him.He is very well toned.He has always had a nicer body then me but now he is,wow.I can't belive I'm saying this but he looks hot.I feel my face heat up at the thought.

"You ok Al?Your face is red,are you feeling ok?"My brother asks, he has that confuzed look on his face.

"Y-yea I'm fine,Umm...let me wash your hair."I say trying to change the subject.

He nods his head and turns around.I grab the shampoo and begin to wash his hair.After I finish washing his hair and mine I help him out of the bathroom and we get tried off and changed.He likes to sleep in his boxers where I at least have on PJ bottoms and a tank.We settle in our beds and then say our good nights.Hopefuly tommorrow my dad has to leave again...I really don't think brother can take another beating right now...

A/n:Look I know its short but thats only the first chappie so chilll...also if u liked it let me know...if u hated it...fuck off lol...also if u have some ideas let me know...peace...