AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Casey just can't seem to stop making the wrong choices. With Jake on the loose and the brothers looking over their shoulders. How dangerous is it going to get? ;)

Enjoy :)

Chapter 70: Unwanted

Heath was standing on the sand watching the waves when Brax saw him and jogged down to him. "Hey mate."

Heath turned. "Did you let that little trouble maker have it?" Heath smashed his fist in his hand.

"We had a serious talk, if that's what you mean." Brax spoke before continuing on to discuss his plan about Jake.

Heath of course was not listening and was too angry at what his brother had done.

"I can't believe you! Is that all? That little twerp ruins my life and you don't even knock him one! I'd have smacked him one then and there but you had to push me away."

"Heath do you hear yourself?" Brax demanded.

"I thought you of all people would have done something! Dad was right you are too soft with Casey!"

Heath's comment angered Brax and he gripped his brother's shirt and shoved him. "Don't you bring up that low-life scum! Dad was nothing but an abusive drunk and you know it! No matter what Casey did, he's a kid and doesn't deserve to be beaten!"

Brax managed to get through to Heath and he relaxed, allowing Brax to release his grip.

"I'm as furious with Casey as much as you are, but taking it all out on him isn't going to solve our problem with Jake."

Heath sat down on the sand. "I know. I'm just worried at what Jake and his gang will do now."

Brax rested his hand on Heath's shoulder, "I know mate. We'll figure this out."

Heath and Brax were interrupted when they heard a loud yell behind them. "Well look who we found boys, just the two we were looking for."

Brax and Heath turned to see Jake and his gang advancing towards them.

"Shove off Jake." Brax yelled.

"Now why would I do that? I just wanna talk and discuss the little issue about my burnt cabin."

"Don't know what you're talking about." Brax stated.

"Sure you do. You can't expect me to believe you had nothing to do with it?"

"I don't expect nothing from someone like you. You sound like you had something to hide."

"Hope it wasn't anything too expensive." Heath added, clearly aware of Jake's drugs and marijuana in the cabin.

"You just think ya so smart, don't ya Braxtons?" Jake replied.

"Smarter than you. We wouldn't leave expensive goods in a flammable cabin." Heath replied smartly.

Jake raged and indicated to his gang to attack. Heath and Brax fought off the gang, with the fight being broken when they heard police sirens. Jake and his gang ran up the beach.

"This ain't over Braxtons! I swear I'll ruin ya lives before I kill ya!" Jake threatened.

Brax wiped his mouth, he had a split lip. Heath got up off the sand. "You alright?" Brax asked.

"Yeah." Heath dusted himself off. "But boy am I gonna bloody kill Casey for this mess."

"Let's just get back home and sort this out ay?"

With his brothers gone for a few hours, Casey sat on his bed feeling guilty for everything he had done. He had only wanted to help. Casey thought back to what Heath had said to him, that he had ruined their life and he couldn't stop thinking about how disappointed he had made Brax.

"They both would be better off without me." He whispered, and grabbed out a piece of paper. Casey struggled to write his letter with his bandaged hands, but done the best he could.

Brax and Heath,

I am really, really sorry for everything that I have done. I know I was stupid and what I did was dangerous but I wanted the fighting to stop. I hated seeing you both get hurt, I never meant to ruin your lives and only tried to help. I was wrong and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done what I did because now the family I love, are hurt and angry, and may never forgive me. I have decided to runaway, so I won't burden you anymore. You both will be better off without me. I love you both so much. Goodbye.

-Casey

Casey wiped some tears that were falling as he placed the note on the table and carefully undone his bandages and placed them on the table beside the letter. He grabbed his bag and took one last look around the house and shut the door.

It was almost 6pm when Heath and Brax arrived home. They heard silence as they reached the door to the house. "I'm glad Casey's not in there watching TV."

"You must have gotten through to him." Heath replied.

"Nah it's not that. He knows what I'd do to him if I found out he watched TV when I told him not to."

The brothers entered the house, to hear not a sound. Brax put down his keys.

"Casey!...Casey!" He called, but received no answer. Heath shrugged.

Brax called again but louder. "Casey!" Upon hearing again no answer Brax was about to investigate when Heath got his attention.

"Brax wait. Look." Heath was staring at some bandages on the table.

Brax became curious and walked over to the table, he knew they were the bandages he put on Casey's hands but what worried him more was a small note which lay beside them.

Brax picked up the note and started to read. Half way through he looked at Heath. "It's a note."

Brax finished reading the letter out a loud..."I was wrong and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done what I did because now the family I love, are hurt and angry, and may never forgive me. I have decided to runaway, so I won't burden you anymore. You both will be better off without me. I love you both so much. Goodbye. Casey."

Brax glanced at Heath. "That kid never stops to think." Heath snapped.

Realizing this was no joke Brax dropped the letter and ran to his brother's room. "Casey!"

Brax stopped and turned pale at the sight of his brother's empty room. Brax slammed his hand on the door. "Casey what have you done?"

Brax ran back out to the living room. "We have to find him. Come on Heath."