his dead body

by romanticcapricorn1234

picture this: your little brother is getting beaten countless times to keep you safe. You're just standing there, traumatized. you want to move but your feet are glued to the ground, you try to speak but the words won't come out. so scared to move because if you do move and interfere, your brother will be continuously beaten until death comes his way. What would you do...?

1. Chapter 1

His dead body...

Prologue:

I have lived long enough to know when I am not needed. I could just hear him shouting on the other side of the door:

"I DON'T NEED YOU IDIOT GET OUT OF HERE! GET OUT OF MY LIFE!"

I stood there horrified and not able to move my legs, shaking like a dog out in the pouring rain. His voice not normal; and crazier than I had ever heard. Words that should never have come from his mouth came out and I couldn't heave the door down.

At the other side of the door I heard his horrified voice and the sound of his music player playing Mullet and the Gothics (a gothic band we both loved) but it slowly faded away along with my brother's life. I finally heaved the door open, when I opened it the first thing I saw was my brother laying face down on the carpet and the music player had been smashed into a dead sound.

As I took the final steps to his body, I turned him over and his eyes were open and bloodshot. His colourless cheeks and my warm touch to his frozen skin were worrisome but obviously I didn't look down the rest of his body. The window was open and the wind was revealing the outside world. His intestines were no where to be seen! I couldn't believe my eyes; my precious little brother had been taken from me.

My eyes became blurry; my nose began to itch and liquid poured from my eyes down to my dead brother's corpse. Why didn't I realize it before?...

Chapter one

Introductions...

2 months earlier

"C'mon get into the car you two!" shouted mom with an annoyed tone to the voice. I had heard her the first time so I didn't see the need to squeal over and over again. I packed the last of my memories into my suitcase including the music player I got for my birthday. Blue and black on the side but mainly blue.

I skated down the stairs with Midnight (the cat) at my heels. Mom cried again with an angry tone this time.

"Hey! If the both of you don't come down the stairs right now, you're sharing a room like when you were toddlers!"

I sprinted down the stairs scooping up Midnight on the way and bumping into Kyou. Kyou is my twin brother; aged 16 and is the more athletic and intelligent type and doesn't really hang with all the jocks in school.

He'd rather hang with me but I don't know why because he likes to shoot some hoops and I'm rubbish at it so we usually play badminton or volleyball with our kid sister.

My kid sister is called Aika; aged 9 and she isn't like me or Kyou. She would rather bury her head in mysteries and puzzles like Sherlock Holmes, while Lloyd and I would listen to gothic music till our heads popped off but her, she would be happy just to hide away in her room and fill her head in crime and mystery puzzles and movies. She has black, short hair with full bangs and usually would wear a simple T-shirt imprinting 'I love puzzles'.

And on to me! My name is Yuki; aged 16 and I like to bury my head in gothic music and horror stories and I hate pink! Nothing pink is a good thing in my life and I really don't think pink should be part of the fashion trend this year. Blacks, blues and purples would be more interesting this year I think. I like to play it cool and don't like to draw attention to myself. I'm usually quiet in class and don't say much to my classmates. So as you can imagine, I am a very awkward person.

My siblings and I try to keep out of trouble but apparently Kyou can't help it if he's so 'perfect'. One time, he just finished a basketball match; his black ebony hair was in a pony tail. He took it out; swished it around and the girls practically swooned over his over dramatic swoosh!

Black hair covered his eyes and no one actually saw his face besides Aika and me until the pony tail accident. He didn't show much attention to anyone but Aika and I. Mostly because Aika was still young and I, well because since we were young, we were bullied by countless jocks from the hockey, soccer, swimming, football team; you name it!

All the clubs that Lloyd joined seemed to get him more and more attention each time. The jocks, knowing they couldn't take down Kyou; took me down. They thought by doing this; they would get Kyou off the team and it worked. Club after club after club and he finally found where he was wanted and all the attention would go to him and it would be alright with the basketball jocks. They played the game; and didn't play rough.