Fan Fiction ❯ Life is Cruel ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Of course, I still had no idea what was going on. Until my mother and father came in and accused me of killing Kit. My mother starting shaking me, and kept saying 'why' over and over. I couldn't respond, I was in too much shock.

From outside my door, I saw my brother grin. But at the same time, there was regret in his features. I decided to let it slip, I couldn't deal with it now anyways.

My parents phoned the cops, and when they started interrogating them and my brother, they all said that it must have been me. I couldn't run either, the drug was still in effect and it would be until morning. Apparently, my sister had been stabbed.

When they came to question me, they noticed that I couldn't sit up, no matter how much I tried. So they called in a doctor.

"He's been drugged." He told the police officers. "I hate to tell you, but this drug has been in effect since before the victim was murdered. There's no way he could have killed her, the drug has him practically paralyzed."

I could see the looks on everyone's faces. Now they weren't looking at me accusingly, but rather their looks were questioning. I knew what they wanted to ask. Who drugged me?

I couldn't answer. I didn't want to. Then I felt sleep take over once again, and I passed out.

When I woke up, I was told by some person, most likely one of the officers, that my family had been notified about my innocence. When the officers and all that junk left the house, it was just me, my parents and my brother. Things went back to normal. At least their memories went back to normal. They immediately began forgetting me again. They spent their days grieving, refusing to let my brother leave the house, and not giving a damn about me, as usual.

One night, one of their 'friends' decided to throw them a 'sympathy' party. Of course my parents accepted.

So I was once again, left in the care of my brother. Only this time, I was by myself.

I was sitting in my room, listening to a CD that Kit had burned for me for my birthday. I was listening to it on my disc-man which she had bought me for Christmas. My only presents. It was late, but I left the light off anyway.

The CD consisted of songs for various anime series', almost all in Japanese. I sang along easily. But, my singing drowned out any sounds that my come from the hallway, or my doorway, making it easy for someone to sneak in.

Tonight that person was my brother.

Like I said earlier, a door would have been useful.

Without any warning, he came into my room and pulled off my headphones, tossing them to the end of the bed that I was sitting on. As soon as the obstacle was removed, he planted his lips firmly on mine and kissed me. He didn't turn on the light either.

As much as I struggled to get away from him, my brother was just no match for me. He pried my mouth open with his tongue and kissed me deeper. I could taste alcohol in his mouth, but he wasn't drunk.

"You have an amazing voice, Zesh."

He said when he pulled away from me. He kept me pinned to the wall with his arms.

He used the nickname again. I wanted to kill him. Kill him like he killed Kit. He was disgusting. But I didn't want to struggle, if I did I would probably end up like Kit.

"Not going to resist? Heh, it's probably for your benefit anyway."

Then he kissed me again. I didn't fight back, I did the opposite. I just let my body go numb, I didn't resist, but I didn't respond either. I guess he noticed, because he pulled away and slapped me. It hurt like hell. It even forced my head to face sideways.

I put a hand to my cheek and turned back to face him.

"I'd prefer it, if you resisted. Not this, numb 'I'm not going to react' shit." Yuichi spat.

I couldn't help it, I felt tears form in my eyes.

"Don't start crying on me, boy. I haven't even started yet." Then he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my pants off. "You should be thanking me, I'm going to buy you some new clothes after this."

I new it was a trap. But it was something I found hard to resist. New clothes? He might get me something else if I let him use me.

So I gave in. The temptation was too much. He was going to pay attention to me, unlike my parents.

"I know why mom and dad ignore you, but I can't understand it." He whispered in my ear, it made me shiver. "You're beautiful, you know that?"

I shook my head in response. I didn't want to give him another reason to hit me. I felt him take my shirt off, followed by my boxers. Within seconds, I was fully unclothed.

"You're going to love this. Soon, you'll be begging me to fuck you." Then I heard him unzip his fly and pull his pants off and his shirt. Apparently, he had no underwear.

"Wait." I said. I felt his erection at my entrance.

"What is it?" He asked angrily. I was taking a risk, but I had to ask him.

"Please," I said. "I've never done this before. I..."

"Oh, I get it. You want lube then, right?" I nodded. "I'll have to stretch you too. Don't move. ...On second thought."

I felt him take the belt from his pants and he stretched my arms out in front of me and tied them to the bedpost. Then he left the room and went to the bathroom.

He returned a few minutes later with a tube in his hand.

"Lotion will have to do." Then he opened it and squirted some onto his fingers.

He shoved a finger inside of me and I gasped. It felt strange. I didn't like it, it was cold and unfamiliar. I started to struggle and squirm, trying to get away.

Yuichi just put a hand on my shoulder and pulled me back towards him, his finger penetrating further. I couldn't help but squirm.

"Stop. You won't like what I will do if you resist."

I could only guess what he meant. I stopped squirming.

"Good."

Then he added to more fingers and began to move them around. After a few minutes he began thrusting them. I moaned when they hit my prostate.

"Goody boy, Zesh." He said. Then he removed his fingers and I whimpered.

I actually whimpered when my *brother*removed his fingers!

Of course, no fingers could prepare me for what followed.

Yuichi lubed his member and roughly thrust inside me. I screamed. But to my surprise, he didn't continue, he just sat there. Waiting.

"I know it hurts. Shh, calm down."

He said. He just kept repeating the same phrase over and over while rubbing my back and trying to calm me down. Why was he being nice to me, I wonder?

It didn't matter, he was my brother and he was the half of the reason as to why I was sobbing then. The other half was obviously the pain.

"Why?"

I whispered through my sobs. I think I took him by surprise, the hand rubbing my back paused.

"Because you're a beautiful boy, Zesh. You need attention. You don't deserve to be forgotten."

"Oh, so you think this makes me feel better."

I said angrily. He didn't like that. He pulled out and thrust back in. I screamed again.

"You should know better, Zesh."

"Why do you keep calling me that?"

I asked. I sounded pitiful, but there wasn't much I could do about that now, was there? Before he went any further, I wanted answers to my questions.

"Because it's a nickname. Haven't you ever had one before?"

"...No. You should know that."

It was true, I've never had a nickname. At school, people avoided me for some unknown reason. Not that I really minded. It didn't make things any different from the way they were at home.

"You're right. I should have."

Then I felt Yuichi start moving inside me. I started to whimper, only this time, in pain.

"I can't wait any longer. Our parents will be back soon."

"Then please...stop." I said.

Yuichi only moved faster.

"I can't. Things are going to get a little rough in a second, just try to relax."

Relax? Who was he kidding? He was raping me and telling me to relax! But he wasn't lying. It did get rougher. So rough, he grabbed my shirt and gagged me with it to quiet my screams as he thrust hard and fast inside me. It felt like someone shoved a knife in me. I was relieved when he finally came inside of me. But when he pulled out, he didn't untie my wrists from the bedpost.

"I have to take care of you now."

What did that mean? Was he going to kill me? I almost wish that was what happened. I was still on my hands and knees, well knees anyway considering my hands were tied to the bed. I felt him crawl underneath me, and it was a good thing he didn't remove the gag yet. Before I knew what he was doing, he covered my cock with his mouth, I screamed again, only in pleasure this time. Who wouldn't? Sure it's my brother, my mind knows that, but there's no way my body does.

Yuichi was sucking on my now rock hard erection and I was moaning. I felt disgusted with myself. Especially when I screamed his name as I came. But I had a feeling he wouldn't have liked it if I didn't.

He got himself dressed and untied my wrists. I couldn't move, I was tired and hurt. Yuichi even had to dress me. Then for some strange reason, he sat on my bed and pulled me into his lap so I was sitting sideways, and curled me against him. He gently took my hands and started to rub them.

"Yui...Yuichi, what are you doing?" I asked. I couldn't really get out of his lap if I couldn't move, so I chose to ask questions instead.

"I don't want to ruin your hands."

Well he was being very strange. This was a completely different act from before when he was being cruel. I then realized, that this was the way my brother really was. Or rather, would be if he hadn't killed my sister and raped us both.

"Why not. You've ruined other parts of me." I snapped. I immediately realized that I shouldn't have said that, and cringed awaiting the blow that was sure to follow.

It didn't.

I looked up and Yuichi was looking at me hurtfully.

"I'm sorry. I just can't help myself around you. You're so beautiful."

"Yeah so you've said." I snorted. "Is that the same garbage you told Kit?"

Yuichi's features hardened and it looked like he was going to hit me again. But he didn't.

"I didn't kill Kit if that's what you think."

"Don't bullshit me, Yuichi. You were in the room when she was killed! If you didn't kill her, then who did?"

I yelled. I didn't care who heard, I'd had enough of my brother. But he didn't answer me. The front door opened and my parents entered the house.

I tried to get out of my brother's lap, but I was too sore and he wouldn't let me go. Luckily, the position we were in didn't look suspicious. My brother rested my head on his shoulder to make it look like I was sleeping.

"Yuichi? Where are you? Yuichi?" My mother called out. I could hear the worry in her voice.

"Let me take care of this. If you do as I say, things will get better for you." Yuichi whispered in my ear, then he called out to my mother. "I'm in here mother!"

I heard my mother's footsteps approaching and I tensed. Yuichi felt it and began rubbing my back soothingly. I relaxed.

For a few moments, he was my big brother again. I could remember doing the same thing to me when I was little and I couldn't sleep, or I'd had a nightmare. He would sit me on his lap and rub my back until I fell asleep. I guess until now, I had forgotten about that.

My mother entered the room and I could see the confused look on her face. She hadn't turned to us yet, which meant she didn't know about this room.

"Yuichi? Are you in here?"

"I'm right here, mother. Nothing's wrong."

"Oh thank goodness. Yuichi...who's with you?" I stiffened.

She didn't even know who I am. I couldn't help it, there was nothing Yuichi could do to help me so, dammit, I started crying. I had thought that she just forgot about me. I didn't think she was that far gone.

I could feel Yuichi rubbing my back again. Even after what he did to me, I was still thankful that he was there. I wrapped my arms around him and cried into his shoulder.

"Really mother, how could you?" Yuichi said. He sounded angry.

"What do you mean, Yuichi?"

"Don't tell me you've completely forgotten him!" Yuichi yelled. He tried to get up, but I wouldn't budge. So he lifted me up and walked over to the light switch and turned it on.

I heard my mother gasp when the light filled the room. I was facing away from her, but Yuichi put me down and made me stand in front of him, facing my mother. I had stopped crying, and I probably looked like a mess, with wild hair and a most likely tear stained face.

Her eyes widened and she called for my father. So now the remains of my family were in my room, focused on me. How lovely. Not.

"What's going on here, Yuichi?" My father asked.

"Hm, as expected. You've both forgotten. I have a question, how many kids do you have?"

"Two." My mother said.

"One. Kit's dead, remember?" My father said.

"Actually," My brother interrupted. "Mother was correct. You have two now. You used to have three."

"Yuichi, honey. Don't make things up." My mother said.

"I'm not! You do have-"

"STOP!" I yelled. Everyone looked at me.

"Look, I don't know who you think you are young man, but you have no right to yell at us like that." My father said. I could kill him. Figure of speech of course. I wouldn't really kill him.

"I have every fucking right! I'm your son, you blind morons!" I yelled. It was cruel, but I couldn't hold it in any longer.

Both of them were taken aback. My mother recovered first.

"Our son...? You mean we have two...? Oh shit...I remember. Zeshin, my poor baby!" My mother hugged me. She actually hugged me. I cried again. It was too much. I hugged back and my father joined us.

"I'm so sorry. It's just...right after you were born, your mother got pregnant with Kit...we must have forgotten all about you." My father said.

And to think. This was all thanks to my brother. The one who hurt me even worse than my parents had, brought them back to me.

After the little 'reunion', my parents left to go to their bedroom and I was left with my brother.

"I'm taking you to get some new clothes tomorrow." Yuichi said.

"Yuichi...thank you. Thank you so much!" I hugged my brother.

"Don't mention it." Then he ruined it. Whatever love and gratitude I had for him, was lost.

He threw me on my bed, again.

"Yuichi? What...what are you doing?" I asked. He was scaring me.

"You're going to repay me for the favor." Then he advanced and I have no more memory of that night.