Tyler's POV
I waited until Scarlett was home until I decided to go and hang with the boys. Once she was home and walked up the stairs I turned off the tv and yelled up the stairs to her.
"Oh fat ass I'm going out so don't wait up"
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"Dude. What the hell is wrong with you? That girl is your little sister, do you not feel guilty for the way you treat her?" Sam growled out, he was best friends with Scarlett, he'd always been close to her same with Ash. I looked up from my dinner and looked at him, shrugging my shoulders.
"Why weren't you there? Your Grandfather was there to support her, why the hell do you take it out on her?" Ash said
"It was her fault man" I replied
"How could she have possibly been responsible for that damn car crash when she was with me supporting you at your game? One day you'll regret what your doing to her and it'll be to late. You know that right?" Ash growled out, looking madder by the second.
"She wasn't even home all day, what a little slut" I mumbled
"What?" Sam snapped
"You heard me"
"She was at her bloody soccer game you asshole, you know the things that you used to go an watch before you turned into a complete asshole and decided to blame shit on her that wasn't even her fault and now look, you may as well know she probably hates your guts" He yelled before standing up, making his chair fall over and everyones heads snap to our table.
I knew it wasn't fair to blame my baby sister with my parents death but it just seemed so easier to deal with it like this. I'm the worst brother ever and I'll make it up to her, if it was the last thing that I do. I was the only one with the big brother relationship with her but now it seems like Sam has taken that role because of my own childish acts, she was my responsiblity and look at the way I have been treating her. I'm a dick.
What the hell was wrong with me? I noticed that she stopped putting her game schedules on the counter in the kitchen but I thought she must have quit. Our parents never went to her games it was always me and now she had no one but Sam and Grandad going? Worst brother award goes to Tyler. I shugged it off and pretended not to care as I asked how she went for the game.
"If you must know, she's better than she ever was, she scored today 60 yards away from the goal, you would have known if you went" Sam grumbled before walking out of the diner. I looked over at Ash to find him looking down at his dinner
"You know man, have you noticed the bruises on her? Have you noticed that she starves herself? She's scared. You are meant to be protecting her." he shook his head and walked out after Sam.
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I walked to the graveyard that held my parents, I needed to talk and well I used to talk to dad about everything as well as mum with other matters of course. I must have been there for about a hour becuase the next thing I knew a car slammed on its breaks beside me and Sam jumped out yelling at me to get into his truck because someone had broken into the house and now Scarlett was in hospital. Could this damn night get any worse?!
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By the time we made it into the hospital a lot of people were waiting in the waiting room crying, Grandad was there looking at me with so much hate, I couldn't exactly blame him. I walked towards her room but found that it was locked a nurse walked by and explained to me that Scar had requested that it be locked and only people she had listed to be let inside and that certainly wasn't me so I couldn't go see my baby sister as she lay in a hospital bed with so many brusies. Please let her be okay I prayed.
Broken Ribs. Nearly Raped. Loss of Blood. Concussion. Weight is low.
I growled as the doctor listed everything that happened to my sister, I would kill the bastards if I find out who they were. No one ever tries to rape my baby sister and gets away with it or even breaks her damn ribs? what the acutal fuck.