I know the last one was really short, sorry… I'll try to make this one a tad longer…
Oh and… I will post the last chapter of this story on October 25th… you should know what day that is… if you don't… leave my sight!
'But dad, I want to go to school!'
'No Seto, you have to take care of your brother.'
'Why can't he take care of himself?'
'Because he's 2!'
'Is not, he's 18 months!'
'Even more so, you have to take care of him.'
'But I don't want to!'
Child abuse is a funny thing. Well… not funny… yea funny. It's not fair to the child, in no way shape or form is it ok, or acceptable, but it works.
'What we do to-day Theto?'
'I don't care.'
'We could go to the li-barry.'
'I don't care.'
'I want to go to the li-barry.'
'I don't care.'
'What wrong Theto?'
'I don't care.'
'Then I don't care.'
I'll never forget that day. We went to the li-barry. I sat down and read through books that most adults would not understand. I hid in the back corner, someplace that I knew my brother would not find me. I read and read, all day long. When the time came fro the library to close, I did not move.
'Theto?' I could hear him calling. 'Theto?'
'Who are you looking for dear?' The librarian trying to comfort him.
'My Theto.'
'Who?'
'My big brother, Theto.' She did not soothe his horrifying cries. 'Theto?' He kept calling. 'Theto?' I had thought that I hated him. 'Theto?' All that I wanted to do was be a normal Kid, 'Theto?' with a normal life, 'Theto?' and he was the reason I could not do that. 'THETO?' I threw the book off my lap and ran from my hiding place to my wailing little brother.
'I'm here Mokie!'
'Theto!' I scooped him up in my arms, squeezing him until he could not breathe. But I didn't care. 'I thought I lost you.'
'I thought I'd lost myself too.'