AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This next chapter Danny uses one of his connections to get his revenge, it's not important who, as I didn't write that, let's just say it's just one of his shifty mates.

I'll try and write an extra chapter for Kyle soon.

Enjoy :)

Chapter 63: Danny's revenge

A few days after Danny was arrested, Brax was at work finishing his shift, and he told Heath to bring Casey there after school as Cheryl would more than likely be out on another alcohol binge. Heath had finally come to his senses about having Danny out of their lives and stopped blaming Casey for opening his mouth.

Casey ran up the path towards Brax's work. "Case wait up!" Heath yelled but Casey continued to run as he rushed into the building yelling, "Brax! Brax!"

A fellow worker approached him. "Hey kid can I help you?"

"Is my brother Brax here?" Casey asked.

"He just left he should be out the back." Casey rushed out the back to find his brother.

"Brax!" Casey called and stopped suddenly and stood in shock. He saw Brax lying on the ground, his head heavily bleeding and his body bruised.

Casey rushed to Brax. "Brax! Brax!"

He shook Brax but received no response. Casey's eyes filled with tears and he got up and raced back inside to find Heath and grabbed his arm.

"Heath! Heath! It's Brax!" Casey shouted.

"Relax Case."

"No! Brax...he's...he's..." Casey started to cry.

"Case what is it?" Heath questioned. Casey was too distraught to reply and started to panic.

"Casey tell me right now what happened!" Heath spoke forcefully as he began to worry.

"Br...He's dead." Casey sobbed and pulled on Heath's arm and pointed to the outside where he had seen Brax.

Heath quickly rushed outside and saw Brax lying on the ground and rushed to him, checking for a pulse, it was faint, but he was not conscious.

"He's dead! He's dead!" Casey screamed.

Heath glared up at his brother. "Casey will you shut up! Brax is not dead, he still has a pulse!"

Casey rushed to Heath's side and began pulling at his arm distressed. "But he's not moving Heath! If he's not dead, why won't he get up?" Casey cried.

Heath huffed and pushed Casey away. "Casey just stop it alright! Stop it now!" Heath snapped.

Casey stared at Heath with tears pouring down his face, still clinging to his arm. Casey whimpered and tugged Heath's arm again.

"Casey! Just let me call the damn ambulance will ya?" Heath snapped and grabbed his phone and called for an ambulance.

When the ambulance arrived Heath finally settled and placed his arm around his crying baby brother and the two watched as Brax was taken to the hospital.

"Is he gonna be okay Heath? Is he?" Casey asked worried.

"I don't know Case!" Heath replied agitated, he wouldn't admit it but he was scared, what would he do if Brax didn't wake up? Brax was the one that had all the answers.

"Come on Case, let's go home, and tell Mum."

Casey couldn't sleep all night, worried about Brax and what his father said, he told him he would pay and now Brax might never wake up. This was his fault.

Casey got up and sat in the lounge room. Heath heard movement and also couldn't sleep so got up and saw Casey on the lounge. "You okay Case?"

Casey turned to Heath. "Heath I'm scared. What if Brax isn't okay?"

Heath knew he had to be strong for Casey. Heath placed a hand on his shoulder and said, "Brax is tough Case, he'll get through this, besides he wouldn't want you worrying about him." Casey leaned into Heath "I hope so."

It was a few days before they heard any word on Brax's change. He had finally woken up and had started to respond. Cheryl told the boys she would take them to visit him after their constant nagging, mainly from Casey wanting to see his big brother.

Heath was relieved he was okay and Casey was so excited to see his big brother that he ran over to the bed, climbed up, and hugged him. Brax let out a painful groan. "Arg! Easy Case."

Casey pulled away at Brax's shout. "Sorry." He whispered, feeling guilty.

Heath entered the room with Cheryl. "Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked. "Sore." Brax replied.

Brax had sustained a broken wrist, two fractured ribs, a wound to his head and multiple superficial bruising. Cheryl noticed Casey sitting on Brax's bed.

"Casey! Get off there now!" She yelled.

Casey slid off the bed and looked down at the floor as Cheryl approached him. "Haven't you caused enough trouble?" She growled at him and raised her hand ready to backhand him, but she was stopped by Brax's struggled shout.

"Mum! Go easy on him!"

"Easy? Ever since your father got arrested Casey has been nothing but trouble."

Casey looked away shamefully. "Get and sit down over there!" Cheryl ordered to Casey and pointed to a chair near the door.

Casey glanced at his brother sadly. "I'm sorry I hurt you Brax." He whispered.

"No bud, you didn't. I'm okay." Brax smiled, but Casey only shook his head and Brax saw him wipe his eyes, Brax wanted to pull him into a hug to comfort him but was unable to get out of the bed.

"Casey! Get!" Cheryl snapped and pointed towards the chair again. Casey sat down on the chair and proceeded to slowly swing his legs.

"When do you get out?" Heath asked changing the subject.

"Not for a few more days mate." Brax replied.

Cheryl looked at her watch. "Well that's great. Come on boys we gotta go. See ya Darryl."

"Mum you only just got here." Brax stated.

"Yeah so? I got things ta do. I only came here so ya brothers could see ya and stop annoying me. So they've seen ya now we can go." Cheryl walked towards the door and shoved Casey out of the room before he had a chance to say goodbye to Brax.

Before Heath could leave Brax called him over. "Is everything okay at home?"

Heath shrugged. "Mum's been crabby lately and she's been really hard on Case."

Brax sighed. "Heath make sure you look after Case for me."

"Course. Get better soon. We really need you at home."

"I'm trying mate. I'm trying." Brax smiled.

"Mum I didn't get to say goodbye to Brax." Casey spoke quietly as Cheryl and Casey waited outside Brax's room for Heath.

"Quit ya sulking, be grateful I bought ya here to see him at all."

"But Heath got to say goodbye..." Casey whispered.

"I'll let you say goodbye to the back of my hand if you don't shut ya mouth Casey!" Cheryl warned.

"Where's that bloody brother of yours? Heath hurry up and get out here! I ain't waiting all day for ya to get your lazy backside out to the car! I got things to do!" Cheryl yelled from outside the room.

Heath smirked at his older brother and headed towards the door. "Heath, tell Case I'll see him soon." Heath nodded and walked out of the hospital room towards his younger brother and mother.

Upon seeing her son Cheryl slapped him across the back of the head. "Ow. What was that for?" Heath protested.

"That was for making me wait while you an' ya brother had a sissy chat session." Heath frowned at his mother and rested a hand on his little brother's shoulder as the three headed home.