Red Like Roses (A Madness Combat Oc Story)

Timelost

Time went by extremely fast, months like weeks and days like pure minutes that seemed to last 10 seconds. Acre did not talk with Axar anymore, every morning a silent breakfast with eachother. Acre's crying over night was a normal thing to hear by now and Axar's pain cause of everything that happened was not anything rare either. The whole house was silent almost all the time

Axar's pov:

Again and again, a rutine of pain I can't stop repeating. Lots of cuts over my hands, all that covered them were bandages and some old leather fingerless gloves I always used. What was I supposed to do? I just felt so good after I did it, it worked as some sort of comfort for how actually lonely I was

Axar, what have you done?

I think about it, try to see it from another perspective. My brother does care about my father even after all hes done... how could he? Maybe.. he stills remembers what he was before my mother died. I know that frustation can lead you to the point my father was but even if that's the case, it does not justify any of his actions, that's why I hate him. But my brother with a huge difference, still cares about him, I wish I could ask him why. Maybe he really cares about the memories he gave him, a good reason why he would care, or really comprehends his situation and still loves him but can't do anything about what hes feeling?... I don't have any way to know. I sigh and stand up, going outside my room and knocking on my brother's room door

"Hey, Acre, can we talk?"

No answer

"Please, i'm trying to do something about this"

Hearing his silent cries was truly heartbreaking

"Listen to me, i'm still your brother"

"And you say that..."

"I'm trying to make you realize, that guy, was not our father"

"He was, he was just.. out of his mind after losing someone"

"He became another person, he was also about to kill me, What would you have done if he did?"

Silence once again

"Nothing? Not even trying to escape?"

"But what you're saying didn't happen!"

Sighing again, I try to change the conversation theme

"Just please.. let me talk to you"

He opens the door

"I don't even want to touch you, what is it?"

"I'm trying to fix things, Won't you pay attention to that?"

"YOU KILLED OUR FATHER!"

"Don't try to bring on the fighting! I'm not searching that"

Sitting back in his bed, I follow him and sit next to him

"What would you have done if it was me?"

"Have I ever told you how selfish you are?"

"I'm trying to ask you something, come on"

Some seconds of silence before I ask again

"What would you have done if that shot was laid on my head? Tell me, I need an answer"

Silence, not a single word

"You would do nothing?"

I look at him, he was starting to tear up

"I'm sorry.. this... this is too much for me..  I can't answer that question Axar. You've become a killer"

"You still did not call the police"