Gwen
So I've had a brother again for a few days now and we've really bonded a lot in that time. He says it's a blood thing, not sure what that means but I love him. Now I'm standing in the living room of my father, who is a very hard man by the look of things. I mean he's nice and gentle but there is something in him that screams a warning but I can't place what it would be. As I said I'm standing in his living room surrounded by a new family after my brother just exploded all over the place.
"Can someone tell me why baby bro just lost it, I mean I get that his friend is hurt but it's not like he knows exactly who did it," I ask and I am getting looks from everyone now.
"That's the problem; Guy doesn't know who is doing this. Your brother has some problems and you might want to sit down because this is going to take a while," Daddy, I get to call him that, tell me as I get sat on the couch with him and Momma.
Ever read a horror story where they live in the end but something is wrong with them, that is what my baby brother's life sounds like to me. His ladies are sweet and loving but seriously why does a friend have to try to kill you? And why the fuck does everyone think letting him do all this shit by himself is alright, he's just one kid.
"I'm sorry but you all gotta explain this. Shit goes wrong and everyone looks at my baby brother? No wonder he's pissed off half the time. If I had to fix all the shit that happened with everyone around me at all times I'd fucking lose my temper and burn houses down," I tell them and get some odd looks when Daddy speaks up.
"You don't understand it fully; I don't want him to go do it. None of us do," He tells me a little sad," It's going to get him killed and that scares me more than I can describe."
"Guy doesn't like his friends and family to have problems, he throws himself at everything we have trouble with and the success rate is staggering. If we could pull him back we would, we've tried but that drives him away," Momma says sadly and I'm done waiting.
"Okay girls get a fucking car and take me where my brother is going," I order his ladies standing up and grabbing a coat.
"That might not be the best idea Gwen," Momma says trying to stop me but his girls are grabbing coats and keys.
"Backing up my family IS the best idea Momma," I tell her quietly as we head out the door.
Jesus I remembered what it would be like if my family was still alive, I mean Daddy is pretty nice but Momma is kind of soft. We're heading down the road towards a hospital or something as I'm in a van with Kori, Mathilda and a little red head named Rachael. As we were getting in the van I saw some tigers tattooed on Rachael's side.
"So you got a tiger tattoo like Guy," I ask and all the girls laugh.
"We all have them, he got them first," Kori tells me with a smile in her rear view.
Damn that baby brother of mine has some funny girls, they all laugh and start telling me about some happier things that he's done to lighten the mood. When they get to him proposing it's a laugh riot as all of us are cackling about it, it wasn't funny then but they are laughing now. I'm just hoping I can help with all these people that seem to be screwing with my brother's life?
Destroyer
Weak, one hundred twenty one. Soft, one hundred twenty two. Pathetic, one hundred twenty three. A waste of my abilities, one hundred twenty four. A waste of my time, one hundred twenty five. I can hear movement in the building, footsteps sound like hers something is off. I pause my pushups and wait till I hear something more definitive.
"Oh big brother, I know you're working out," I hear my sister call, extending the words like a child.
"Yes I am, what is it they want now," I reply, one hundred twenty six.
"Well he wants me to send a final message and he has a location for us. It's finally time," I hear her say as she enters the room.
I stand and note her appearance, black hair a little messy and clothing a little off. I shake my head and she notices my expression of distrust.
"Brother what are you upset about now," she asks leaning against the wall.
I cover the distance faster than she can react and put my fist through the drywall next to her head. My first passed through easily and I felt the breaking of the drywall from my hand but it's her face that I'm most concerned with, she's afraid of me again.
"You slept with the client," I state coldly," And you didn't ask him about payment for the other one, I'm not doing this for free."
"I only slept with him because you won't sleep with me," She says, pulling away from my arm as I remove it.
"Because you are my sister I care about you, I brought you in on this and got you out of that hospital. However I will not allow you to make a fool of my reputation and ply my skills for free," I tell her, brushing off the drywall.
"After I send the message and we get the job done we'll get paid and then we're gone," she says trying to show me her softer side.
"Did he tell you that or do you assume he will pay us," I ask looking down on her.
"He'll pay or I'll go over all sweetly and cut his balls off so he can choke on them big brother," she tells me sweetly hugging me around the waist.
Guy
Helmet in hand I'm marching through the doors of the hospital and find out where Ben is at the admission desk. A quick run up the stairs, fuck elevators and waiting, I am on the right floor and heading down the hall when I see Ben's Mom and Dad. His Dad is a taller white guy but his Mom is a short Native woman who has always had a smile on her face till now. I slow my pace and while his Dad remains seated his Mom is up out of her seat and rushes to me. A slap, a beating, a mauling, I'm ready for it all. What I'm not ready for is a woman hugging me.
"Oh Guy this isn't your fault, don't do this to yourself. Ben was trying to help but that doesn't make it your fault," Mrs. Scranton tells me and I'm a bit stunned.
"Ma'am I need to see him," I tell her and walk to his room.