Phil's POV
As I walked in my baby brother's hospital room, I literally felt the whole world just died on me and I was state in shock. My baby brother, whom I swore to protect, was all bloody, beaten and attached to the wires. "My God…" I whispered.
I squeezed Pammy's hand tighter.
"Philly…" I heard Pammy's small innocent voice asked. "What happened to him?"
I looked down at her to see the TOTAL innocence in her eyes, my poor 5 years old baby sister have to see our bloody beaten brother in bed right in front of her little eyes! Ugh, I have NEVER felt this much hatred towards another human being but that sick creep Devon is NO human!
"Honey…" I said gently as I leaned down to her size. "S-someone…has hurt Putzie and he's in here so the doctors can make him better."
"But why would they wanna hurt Putzie?" Pammy asked again. "He's the best!"
I smiled sadly.
"He sure is." I replied. "Come on."
I held her in my arms as I stood up.
"I'm so sorry baby brother," I said to Putzie. "I wish I've been there sooner."
I felt Pammy wrapped her tiny arms around my neck.
"But I promise you…" I started. "That the boys and I…will give that sick creep a living hell for what he done to you, Abby and the kids." I promised.
I let out a sigh, quickly wiping the tears away as I walked out of the room.
"Mommy!" Pammy cried as mom held her while crying.
"Shhh, it's ok baby girl." Mom comforted her.
I looked back at my baby brother.
"I'm gonna find Danny." I said leaving everyone as I walked down the hall.