My name is Ryan, my family is on the poorer side of things and the three of us lived in an apartment building, it was cramped, but that was our life. Anyway's as I had said before I was very very unlucky. "Hey! Mistake! Hurry up and pack your things!" my dad shouted. I was trying to pack everything I could, I had grabbed my wallet and extra money lying around putting all of my money and a hoodie into my backpack while putting my shoes on. All of a sudden my dad barged into my room and grabbed my wrist, he yanked me out of my room and through I tightened my grip on my backpack as my dad tightens his grip on me, my mom following us hot on our heels. Mind you today is my eighteenth birthday and I think it can't possible get any worse.
My dad shoves me out of the apartment and into the hallway. My dad shouted at me again "We are disowning you! You are no longer apart of our family and we will no longer have to live with a disappointment like you ever again! God! WHY CAN'T YOU BE LIKE UR OLDER BROTHER". My mom looked at me and she gave me the biggest smirk, "Also!" My dad stated "Your older brother is coming to pick you up! He will take care of you!" the angry shouts of my dad died off as he closed the door. When I heard the door click shut, I shoved my backpack over my arms so that it was safely on my back. I waited to see if they would apologize and let me back in. I heard a car pull into the parking lot, My breath hitched and got stuck in my throat. It felt like time slowed down, Almost completely still as I recognized my older brother's car. I turned back to the door that my mother and father had slammed shut on me.
I watched him get out of the car and start heading towards the entrance. "MOM DAD!! I'M SORRY!! Please let me in!!!" I screamed. Tears started streaming down my face, I pounded on the door "MOM PLEASE LET ME IN!!" At this point in time I had lost track of my brother urgently trying to get in to what was once my home. I stopped and pleaded one last time. "Please... let me in..". My sobbing cut short as I heard the elevator open. I turned around and there he was he looked at me and smirked. "Hello... Little brother." He spoke quite loudly and in a tone that sounded like he was doing this for fun. Fear struck my body and my fight or flight instincts kicked in. Well, my flight ones anyway's and I booked it for the stair's, before I turned the corner I saw the facial expression my brother was making, Almost made me stop and puke, but.... I knew what would happen if I stopped. all I could see was a grin that smiled like a predatory that was going for its prey, fairly confident that it could win. He mouthed the word Run. as I looked at back in front of me I saw another man he was defiantly taller than me, and then It struck me. That was my brothers friend.