The dog fished through the channel as he took a huge gulped on his beer. The family has gone out to see Stewie. He doesn't know why he doesn't see the kid. He does love him. Love him so much. He was like his son to him. He loves that kid to the moon and back. He just doesn't know why he doesn't visit it.
Is it guilt? Fear? He doesn't know. He just knows that he misses the kid. He's been drinking more since the kid left. Seeing the kid pained expression was enough to make the dog cry. Times like this he wished he took the blame. He wished that he told the police that he was the one who committed a crime. Stewie would be free and enjoy his childhood. But he didn't. The kid was trapped. To make it even worse, the dog doesn't even visit him. What is wrong with him.
Brian smiled as he looked down at the bracket wrapped around his wrist. Stewie has made this for him when he was three. hardly wore it until Stewie got taken away from him. Until he realized how much he took that kid for granted.
Brian's ears perked up when he heard the car park in the driveway. He placed his drink down and fixed his collar. As soon as the family walked in. He asked the same question, he's been asking for the past two years.
"How is he?"
Lois places her purse down and places her hands on her hips. "Not good like always. He lost loads of weight and has a bad attitude." Brian frowned as he looked down. "He's getting worse every day Brian. Why can't you visit him? He's missing you." Meg says as she sat next to him. Brian shrugged as he looked down. "I d-don't know."
"Well, you should know! I'm getting sick of hearing from him 'Where's Brian' 'Where's Brian'. He's pissing me off." Lois exclaimed as the rest nodded from an agreement. Brian glared at the family. He actually disliked his family. They don't even give a shit about Stewie. They are either calling him horrible names or making fun of him. Brian doesn't even know how he can sit there and watch the family diss Stewie like that. He surprised he didn't say anything.
"If you hate him that much then we might as well tell them that you are dead."
"Don't do that," Brian exclaimed. "You can't! It will kill him."
"Then Visit him." Meg rolled her eyes as she walked upstairs to her room. Brian sighed as he looked down. "I want to but I can't. But trust me... I do love him."
"Yeah right," Lois mumbled.
Brian sighed as he sadly walked upstairs. He walked into Stewie room and climbed on his bed. He pulled the covers over him and clutched the pillow tightly. He doesn't know why he doesn't visit the kid. It's clear that Stewie misses him. But he can't get himself to his car and drive straight to the medical hospital. What is wrong with him?
Brian sighed as he looked down at the colorful bracelet around his wrist. He smiled sadly. His ears perked up when he hears the phone ring from downstairs.
He sat up and slowly walked downstairs. He picked up the phone.
"Yes, What do you want?"
"Hello, This is Caitlyn. I believe we have one of your children, Stewie."
Brian's eyes widen as he quickly looked around before answering.
"Yes, Is he alright?"
"He's not doing good, he's been living here for a while and nothing is changing. We are actually afraid that he will never get better."
"Carry On."
"Well, We think the best thing to do it to send him to another and a better medical hospital. It's not because we don't like him, He's just been starting abusing more members and I don't think we can handle that anymore."
"You can't do that! That's your job to help him. Is there anything else we can do."
"I'm afraid not, He's refusing to talk to anyone. You guys have been refusing to help as well."
"Wait? Who has?"
"Well, You, Your wife, Your two sons and your dog has been refusing to come as well. We actually think the dog can help but every time we ask you guys. You have been refusing so there's nothing we can do."
Brian looked down, he suddenly lifted his head and nodded before answering the women. "I going to go." He ended the call quickly fixed his collar before walking out.
He's going to make things right.