Alex
I didn't want for my life to ve like this. My dad raised me and my three older brothers and since he was never home much my brothers raised me. Somewhere along the way I began to fall in love with them, but I knew that could never happen. I was too different from them and they were my brothers, there were just too many obsticles. This has led to me finding a boyfriend, Dylan...who has a temper.
Of course I haven't told my brothers about the temper, though they know we're dating. They weren't happy but I didn't really give them a choice. But now the outburst are becoming more violent and I'm scared I won't be able to hide it much longer...
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"You stupis whore! I saw you looking at him. What, am I not enough for you? Or were you lying when you said you loved me? Huh?!" Wes yells as we get back to his house. There was a guy from school who waved and Wes went crazy. "I'm sick of this, you won't put out for me but I bet you fuck all the athetes at your school huh?! Well I'm sick of it, your mine and I'm taking what's deserved!"
He pushes me to the floor kicking me in the stomach before stripping me. "Dylan, please just c-calm down. We can t-talk about this, please." Tears spring into my eyes as he slams his fist into my face. "Shut the hell up! Your getting fucked and you damn well better enjoy it." He pulls my pants down enough to show my ass before slamming in while I cry put in pain.
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Ten months later
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Alex
I sit up in a daze. I didn't get much sleep last night from Dylan calling me drunk and yelling at me for hours. Then he snuck in and forced himself on me again...thankfully all my brothers were put last night. I sigh, which turns into a coughing fit. Something wet hits my hand and I pull back and see small drops of blood. This has been happening for a week but I don't want to freak out yet. I don't know if its just from him being forceful or if its something worse. I head to the bathroom and avoid looking in the mirror while doing my busnisess.
Once dressed I walk out and towards the school. I get there before Dylan and watch the students ariving. "Ew, it's the dirty fag. Why do you even come to school. No one likes you. Not even you confused boyfriend or family." A girl says walking by. I flinch and give a confused look. "Your boyfriend is late evryday because he's fucking me in the janitors closet. And I'm moving in with him." She grins and I sigh turn to walk away. "Hey, wait. Why aren't you upset?" She asks and I stop and glance at her sadly. "I already know your right...there's no reason to say anything about it or become upset...have a good day." I turn and walk away heading to my locker. I flinch when a hand grabs my already bruised wrist.
"Why were you talking to Ashley?" He growls and I whimper. "She stopped me to call me a faggot and t-told me you were sleeping to-together..." I stutter out. He glares at me before smirking. "Well, I have to get it willingly from someone. All you do is cry when we do it. Such a turn off, so yes we fuck, but if I catch you doing anything with anyone else..." he leaves his sentence hanging and I nod before he lets me go.
"Hey Dyl! I need your boyfriend for our project. I'll have him back to you later." Wesley's friend comes up and drags me off. "Yoh really need to stop pissing him off." He says before pulling me into our first class. I lower my head and nod.
At lunch one of the football player cornered ke to try to give him a blowjob and I tried to refuse but couldn't get away. When Wes happened to walk by he became pissed. He dragged me to the bleachers and slammed my face into the metal. "You unbelievable! What part of your mine, don't you understand?! No one can talk to you! No one can look at you! No one can touch you! Do. You. Understand!!!" He punches and kicks me multiple times before stopping. He's breathing heavily and finally walks off, leaving me there. I cough again and blood splatters the ground. My vision begins to dim and I here yelling before I pass out.
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I wake up groggily. There's a beeping noise and when I open my eyes I see white walls. "Good morning Alex, it's good to see you awake young man. You gave us quiet the scare." I look at the man confused. "Where am I, and who are you?" I ask and he looks up. "Well, your in the hospital and I'm your doctor. You were assaulted and you passed out, someone found you and brought you here. After running a few test we found a small tumor on your stomach and lung. The o e on you lung ruptured and that's what was causing you to cough up blood. Your brothers came and sighned off on the surgery and we were able to remove it all but I would like for you to consult your regular doctor often in case of another showing up. Okay?" I blink but nod.
Just then my dad walks in with a hard look. "Papers are signed I'll be taking him home now, thank you doctor." I ulp at his tone and the doctor walks out. He tosses me my clothes and growls. "I come home to hear you've been assaulted and are in the hospital. Alex I know you've got to stop causing trouble. None of your brothers ever caused trouble bur woth you...just lets go." I look down as I finish dressing and follow him out. We drive home in silence and he slams the car door and heads inside grabbing his things and yelling at the boys thay he had to leave again. I hear shuffling upstairs but don't pay attention, instead going to the living room and sitting down gently. "So who the hell beat you up?" He asks and I shrug. "Doesn't matter, I'm skipping school the rest of the week, doctors orders."
They lookk at me for a long time before walking out. My phone vibrates and I take it out. "Your a pussy, can't believe your taking school of for supposed tumors. I'm sick of you, you know that. Your a cheap whore, a fat waist of existence. Maybe everyones right. Maybe you should kill yourself, then I wouldn't have to deal woth you anymore at least." He hangs up and I feel the lump of tears. I rush up tk my room and lay on my bed scratching at my wrist as the ache intensifies. I first cut when Westley raped me the first time. But I quite four month's ago when I started going to a secret meeting with others who self harm in different ways.
Eveything everyone has been saying comes back to me. My dad, Westley, the girl the other day...I squeeze my eyes shut and open them to see red welts running up my arm. I gasp and stumble back downstairs in into the kitchen. I run cool water over them but freeze when I see the knives. I turn off the water and back away to the other wall, sliding down and pulling at my hair. "Alex, what the heck are you doing?" I look up and see my brothers through blurred vision. "I don't want to live and I'm scared I'm going to hurt myself. My dad seems to hate me by boyfriend is a psychopath who abuses and rapes me and is cheating. The school bullies me and I'm in love with you three but don't want to get in the way of your already stable relationship." I really begin to hyperventilate after saying all thay and black spots swim in my vision. I feel someone pick me up and set me in a lap. "Alex, calm down. Take some deep vreaths and relax." I manage to semi calm down and look up to Jason, Camden, and Weston. "Now we're going through these one by one. Your boyfriend is the one whos been hurting you?" Weston asks and I nod. "I get a few bruises at school too but it's mostly Dylan. He's been forcing me to have sex with him for a while now too..." they growl but continue. Why do you think dad hates you?" Cam asks and I bite my lip. He constantly belittles me and berates me for doing things. He tells me that I need to be more likt you guys because you never caused any problems and didn't even care that I was sent to the hospital for being assaulted and had to have two tumors removed after one ruptured." Cam gasps and sighs before Jason continues the questioning. "How ling have you been suicidal?" He asks and I flinch. "A while. After thungs went downhill with Dylan and I decided not to tell anyone about my feeling for you three I became depressed. The constabt bullying doesn't help. You can only be told to kill yourself so many time before you try." The tears fall again and I feel fingers run through my hair. "We've veen pretty sucky brothers to you, huh? But don't worry, we're going to make it up to you." I nod and lay my head on his chest hoping things would get better.
