I'm Burnt Out Brother Novels & Stories

He took one look at me, the pool and the crawling sirens. I didn’t think twice. My hand caught a cracked fuel can by the door outside. The stench of gasoline hit as I yanked it open. I moved fast, spilling it across the walls and the floors and even on the damp areas where the remaining sirens where. The sirens hissed, their voices broken as if they tried to break my compulsion but couldn't. "Now, I have to tell you. My brother has a very special gift." I said stepping back as I placed my hand on Kael's shoulder. My eyes met his. "Burn them, brother."

He always sat alone by the window and stared blankly at the sun outside. I knew what he was thinking. He probably thought, ‘Look, Ches! I’m living the life you didn’t get to have. All the things you never saw… I’ll see them for you. All the books you never got to read? I’ll read them for you.’ I sighed softly. “But Dylan, don’t you feel exhausted? “Silly brother, I gave my life to you, so it’s yours. You have to live it well.” The days slipped by.

"Filthy. Worthless. If you can’t even do this right, what good are you?" His voice slices through me like a blade. I tried to steady my hands, but the harder I try, the more the blocks shift. My fingers falter. A block slips from the tray and tumbles to the floor. The sound echoes like a gunshot. I brace myself for the explosion, for the storm I know is coming. "This is why your brother is gone." My breath hitches. I shake my head, trying to deny it, trying to shut out his voice. But it grows louder, angrier.

Me: leave me the fuck alone TBROTHER:why when you can't Even stand up for yourself why should I leave you alone huh.?, Me: I'm not related to you so fucke off. TBROTHER: wrong we are related brother in law you're my sisters man forget that.? Me: You took my woman what's wrong with you,.? TBROTHER: no I didn't she was available and made for me so i took what's mine heard that.? Me: she's mine dammit if I can't get her no one else will.

dad explained. There was a long solitude in the room and Remus was still not responding to their request. I wonder if he had hidden resentment toward his family to act like that. If I were him, if my sibling would be in this situation, I would rather stay to take good care of him than to prioritize my work or business. "Mom, Dad," he began to speak but mom cut him off immediately. "Remus, just this one. Can you stay? Your brother won't be happy if he found out that you were in your work while he was fighting for his life just to live and wake up.

"Like you, I was reborn. I returned to the moment you called me in our previous life. But this time, I didn't receive a call from you, so I assumed the same thing must have happened to you. "I was pressed for time back then, so I couldn't inform you. I broke my company's regulations to use the helicopter. Coincidentally, a friend of mine who works as a firefighter was doing a fire safety inspection at my office, so I brought him along." I looked at his side profile and felt my heart clench. He was my old neighbor who grew up with me. He had always protected me like a brother. Before I got married, he kept advising me against marrying Jared. We fought because of that, and I rarely reached out

Hey, this is my sister, she’s never held a job for more than six months. “He… kind of warned me not to…” I smirked. “That’s a shame.” “Well, I never explicitly agreed to honor his wishes.” Jackpot. He winced. “That’s gross, isn’t it? I promise, I’m not planning some weird, ‘ha ha, I banged your sister’ prank or something like that.” “I don’t think my brother would be friends with someone like that.” “I don’t either,” Matthew agreed. “We don’t let assholes into our group.”

FLAMES THE INCESSANT HUMMING DIDN’T STOP. THE NIGHTMARES DIDN’T STAY BACK. “Leave! It was one job, I gave you one job. Look at your brother, are you seeing that? Did you see the burnt skin on him? He could have died, you could have killed him!” “Dad-It was an accident. I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry!” A step forward and they all looked at me with ire. Like I was the devil incarnate.

He always loved showing up when I was in the worst mood, just to twist the knife. “Harry, heard your brother smacked you around again.” He leaned against the doorframe, coffee in hand, his eyes drifting over the hem of my sweatpants. “Mr. Maxwell’s still using the same old methods to keep his little brother in line, huh?” I snatched the coffee from his hand, the cup burning hot against my palm, and snorted. “What the hell do you know?” Leaning against the doorframe, I flicked my lighter. The cigarette lit, smoke curling as I blew a ring straight into his face. “Getting hit means he cares. Getting scolded means he loves me. I’m fine.”

I called Cole for the umpteenth time today, I don't know why I still bother. He's been avoiding me ever since he found out the truth. All his promises about nothing coming between us are so fucking empty now. He makes empty promises and it seemed so easy for him to just give up on me. Why was it so easy for him? How was it so easy for him? I wonder if he's okay though. Things aren't the same without him. And I know that what I'm about to say will sound very rude but "I really wish he wasn't my brother." I said out loud and my boss, Mary frowned at me.