Brother? You expect me to believe that?

He looked in the mirror at me before smiling to himself. His messing blonde hair reminded me of my mothers from old pictures of her. He looked like her but nothing like my father.

I have to let you out here. I can't move in anymore or your dad...

My dad? Thought you were my brother.

This is complicated so why don't you ask him.

I'm asking you.

He looked panicked and worried as he laid on the brakes causing me to go forward into his seat. I started to breath heavier as he turned around to me.

I'm not explaining this to you. Want to know who I am and why I don't call your dad dad then ask him yourself. Now get the fuck out of my car.

I looked at him and sent the butt of my gun into his temple causing him to go down. I had pushed him to the passengers side before backing the car up and driving to where I was meant to meat Luis a hour ago. I needed time to think but I couldn't think properly. I just got three of my men killed and sent one to jail all due to my brother and fucking Luis! I looked over at whoever this guy was next to me and took in a deep breath. I needed to calm down and get through tonight. Once I get back home all hell is going to break loose.

I pulled into the parking lot and locked the door. Luis was waiting with four other men in the middle of the parking lot, a frown on his face. Once I reached the group I looked Luis in the eye before getting a fist sent to the jaw.

Now!

Fist were sent into my back, neck, chest...Everywhere. I could taste the iron flowing into my mouth from my blood and my knees hit the ground. I started to feel the bottom of feet on me and a boot was sent to the top of my head. The pain was bearable, I was just praying that the five minutes would go by faster so I could get back home. Blood gushed from my noise as another boot was met with my face. After many more kicks and punches I was left on the ground, alone...Bloody.

Stand up, or can you bitch?

I laughed and smiled before spitting out a bloody loogie. My hair fell over my face allowing you to only see my lips and the smile on my face. I pushed from the ground and turned around to Luis, smile still on my face. He gave me a look of shock as I walked to him and whispered in his ear. His eyes grew bigger and I could feel the panic from him. I began to walk away to the car and once inside, drove away.

What did you tell him?

My supposed brother was rubbing his head as he looked over at me. I rolled my eyes and glanced at him.

He set us up. Just wanted him to know I knew.

I didn't know he was sending you.

I smiled and laughed while driving.

Really? How do you even know me if I don't know you? I have never seen you before tonight and yet you're my brother? I don't fucking think so.

Another laugh slipped out from my bloody lips as the smile on my face grew bigger.

He got in contact with you and told you who was coming and who we were. Luis is the reason my men are dead and so are yours.

You are skipping around.

I don't know what to stay on. The fact you claim to be my brother or the fact one of my fathers men just tried to fucking kill me. Have I mentioned I'm going to fight a complete dumbass rich boy who acts like he knows everything about me? Now tell me what I should be focused on.

He grew silent but I felt his hand on my arm. I pulled away and tried to keep my eyes open.

You got hit in the head hard, you might want to pull over and...

Fuck. You.

Hey I just don't want to die because you got a concussion.

My smile changed to a frown. I felt the blood run down my face as we pulled into the place my father had. I got out of the car and walked to the door. I knew this man would try to leave, so, I ended up taking his keys. I stopped at the door of the house and looked back at the car. It took a few seconds for him to open the door and a middle finger to pop up. He got out of the car and walked to the house with me and we both entered.

All the lights were off, no surprise since it was pretty late in the morning. I ended up walking up the stairs to my father's room and opened the door. I watched a womans leg move up and down before turning the lights on. My father and a red head popped out from the covers, looks of anger and embarrassment covered their faces.

I need you down stairs when you put some pants on.

The door closed behind me and I was met at the bottom of the stairs by my supposed brother.

So what do I call you?

Gage?

My fathers voice called from above me. I turned around to him and watched as he walked down the stairs. My heart started to race just from a name. Who was this man.

You know him?

He is your older brother.

Older brother?

I was in shock so my voice was a little shaky to words. My father nodded his head and Gage looked like he could kill my father with his hands right in this moment. I looked at both of them before taking in a deep breath.

You're telling me I have a brother in DL12?

Yes.

Explain. Now.

My father gave me a look as if to say I do not order him to do things. He later nodded and looked over at Gage. Before a word could leave my dads lips Gage broke the silence.

Him and mom gave me up then when they had you they kept you. Simple as that.

Thats not the whole story. We didn't want you to have to go through the same shit as we did.

Looks like I did anyway.

Wait so you are telling me he is my brother and you gave him away to have a better life but you kept me to be in this shit hole? Thanks.

I'm done talking.

Gage darted for the door and no one stopped him. I turned and looked at my father before shaking my head and letting out a sigh.

Just another thing you kept from me.

I walked to the door and ran after Gage. I had so many thoughts running through my head as I ran to the car. I got to the door right before Gage was about to drive off. He rolled the window down, that evil look in his eye still.

Answer one thing for me, how did you know about me.

He looked up at me and shook his head.

You owe me that!

I found out about you after I found out mom was dead and your dad killed her. Anything else you want you are going to have to hear from him. I'm gone.

You can't do that. You can't just hold a fucking gun to my head and say you are my brother and leave. You can't just tell me this shit and walk away!

It's what happend to me by him. You learn to live with it.

His widow went up and my foot connected to the side of his car. He sped off and I felt my body start to give. I fell to my knees and held onto my rib cage. Everything was running in my mind, my brother, my match...My almost death by someone who I trusted... so blindly trusted. I felt all this pain and more as I turned my head and caught a glimpse of my fathers house. This was a house he built by hand...He also built the house my mind lives in, the one made of lies.


I walked into the door and my father stood with his mistress by his side.

What happened to you?

I looked at him, then the woman next to him. Dirt covered my body and mixed with blood. I pulled the gun out from the back of my pants and tossed it to the ground. I turned away from my father and his mistress and walked out of the door. I was done with these games and the back stabbing. Things were going to change one way or another.


The sun shone in through a window in my bathroom. Steam filled the room along with the smell of strawberries and hair dye. I washed the last bit of blood and dirt down the drain before stepping out of the shower. Gripping the towel in my now bruised and freshly cut hand I tied it around myself. It only took me a moment to leave the bathroom and hear the radio buzz before a news feeds was played through.

Man expected of being part of the Luciano Mafia was found dead today in his home. Police say the man was beaten to death with a single bullet to the temple. A single black and red rose was left at the scene but nothing more as been released.

I stopped and my breathing stopped along with me as red rose with black tips sat on my bed.

Gage...