Then I Quit [BL]

Covered

Stepmother sits us on the guest chairs in the living room as she goes to fix us tea.

I hold onto Ralph's hand, "Where's Ben?"

"How about I talk with your stepmother while you use the bathroom?" Ralph offers and it takes me a while to finally let go of his hand. I kiss his cheek before I go to search for Ben.

I go down the hall way when I hear stepmother asks, "Where's Gabby?"

"She went to use the bathroom. Don't you want to talk to me one to one?" I can hear the cheese stringing out of his mouth. Stepmother laughs and agrees.

I first go into Ben's room. He isn't there. I go into stepmom and dad's room and even search their master bathroom and the walk-in closet. Ben isn't there.

I check every room until only one place is left in my mind-the basement.

I open the door to the basement and smell the darkness it gives off. It reminds me of dad because he was never around.

Each step is like walking down memory lane. Except the memories are remote to the face, high heels in the ear, needles through the toes and fingers, knife through the hand and so on. Nothing too memorable.

My heart drops each time my feet go down one step until I reach the base and I think Ben sees me. He trembles, "Don't come near me."

"I'm here to help," I say although I probably sounded more scared than Ben.

"Is Jen safe?"

"Yes."

"Then leave. Protect him for me," I hear his voice chokes. "Please love him like a brother and aim all your vengeance against me."

The door to my old room is highlighted by a rim of light and when I push it gently, it opens.

Ben is naked and tied to my old bed. It smells of sex. Without looking into Ben's eyes, I knew what happened.

I go to him and untie him never looking into his eyes to save his dignity.

"Why are you doing this? Mom will kill you too!" Ben whimpers, "Just go and protect Jen."

"I promised him I'll protect you too because you're also my brother," my hands tremble as I take off the thin extra clothes I have and cover my little brother.

I get to the edge of the bed and put my arms out, "Come on, I'll give you a piggyback ride."

I hear him sniffs a few time before climbing onto my back. I stands on my weak legs with Ben on my back and make my way to the door.

I carry my brother up the stairs and each step is like I am closer and closer to salvation. It is a feeling I never truly felt before and I am scared. I don't think I am strong enough.

"I'm sorry," Ben whispers into my ear. "I wish you weren't my brother."

"We can't choose can we?" I crack the joke but I don't laugh. He doesn't laugh. It is a waste of breath.

"Ahh," I hear stepmother screams. "Where's my little girl? My Gabby?"

I rush to the door and kick it open. In front of me is a bloody Ralph with stepmother swinging a knife around aimlessly.

She notices us and creepily smiles, "Gabby? What are you doing with Ben?"

"A...a...Ralph!" Tears jerk forcefully out of my eyes.

Ralph doesn't move, it is like he is dead. More blood gushes out of his wounds.

"GABBY!! GABBY! GABBY!!!"

I look at the woman as I feel the weight of my brother getting heavier. I can't let my brother off and run to Ralph because the woman might kill him. If I don't rush to Ralph and try to stop the bleeding, he might die.

My heart beats faster than the speed of sound and I feel emotions taking over reason inside of my head. I sharpen my focus on the woman and my body becomes lighter than air.

I hear myself breath the cold air in and hot air out. My muscles shake with excitement. The image of the Ralph burns into my memory and a voice whispers into my ear, "Come on, do it. Only you can save your fiancé and brothers."

I lay Ben on the floor gently and walk to the woman. She screams, "Gabby!"

She raises the knife in her hand high into the air and ready to slash with it. I reach for it and it pierce through the palm of my hand but at least I stop her.

I smile at her and the voice comes again, "She deserves to die doesn't she?"

I nod in agreement and pick the knife from the back of my hand that was pierce through. I then flip her over and get on top of her.

"Don't!" Freddie shouts as he steps through the front door. "I'm here, Gabe! Don't do it!"

Officers follow him and take the knife out of my hand. The medics goes to Ben first and once they turn their heads, they see the Ralph who is covered in blood.

I rush to him and use my limbs to cover the wounds in which the blood is slipping through. I look at his pale face and mumble, "Ralph, I'm here. Are you here with me?"

Freddie pulls me off of Ralph so the medics can take him away so I cry, "Me too. I'm his fiancé!"

When I enter one of the ambulances with Ralph, I notice a fancy black BMW i8 and inside is a happy Gray laughing, kissing, and holding the hand of another grown man who isn't my father.

He doesn't deserve a messed up son like me. No. I don't deserve a perfect father like him. I belong to this messed up family of Antonio's.

I hold Ralph's hand while wondering off into a world where I am alone and not a burden to the people around me.

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