A Brother's Love (standard:horror, 3121 words)
Author: Casey Ponciano	Added: Aug 17 2001	Views/Reads: 3563/2374	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Timothy looked up to his brother Adrian. He loved him more than anything in the whole world. And he would do anything for Adrian. ANYTHING.

“Adrian, I want to be like you,” Timothy said to me as we watched the
football game together.  I loved my brother even though sometimes he 
was a pest.  But he was only twelve years and he looked up to me.  
Besides, what would you expect from a twelve-year-old?  He expected a 
lot from me though.  He always told my mother that he wanted to be just 
like me. 

“That’s great, Timothy.  You will be,” I told him.  I smothered his
brown hair on his head with my right hand.  Then I put my right arm 
around his neck and gave him a hug and a kiss on his forehead.  “Let’s 
watch the game now,” I said. 

“Okay,” he replied 

Then the telephone rang. 

“Man, I hate that telephone,” Timothy said. 

“I know, little bro, but I have to answer it,” I said.  And I did.  It
was my girlfriend, Gina.  We had an argument earlier in the day and I 
didn’t want to speak to her because I was having a good time watching 
the game.  The argument was over some stupid rumor, so I just wanted to 
let it go.  But she didn’t want to.  She brought it up again on the 
phone, so I hung up on her.  She made me angry.  I was with my little 
brother and I didn’t want to show it in front of him.  He was watching 
me, talking on the phone, more than watching the game.  I didn’t hide 
the angry feeling well because I slammed the phone very hard. 

“What’s wrong, Adrian.  Did Gina make you mad again?” he asked. 

“Yeah, Timothy,” I said. 

“I hate Gina,” Timothy said. 

“Timothy, why? She hasn’t done anything to you,” I said. 

“No, but she made you mad. I hate it when she makes you mad, brother” he
replied. 

“Timothy, that happens in relationships.  You’ll see that when you start
dating girls,” I said. 

“When I grow up, I’m never going to date girls.  Especially girls with
the name Gina,” he said. 

“Timothy, don’t worry.  Gina and I will work everything out.  Now let’s
watch the game,” I said as I pointed to the television.  I’ve never 
seen Timothy talk like that before.  Maybe he was just growing up.  
Thirty minutes passed and then he asked another question. 

“Adrian, how would you feel if something bad happened to Gina?” he said.


“What do you mean ‘bad’?” I asked. 

“Would you be happy if she died?” he asked. 

“No, I wouldn’t, Timothy, I love her.  Where did you come up with a
question like that?  That’s a terrible question,” I said. 

“I’m sorry,” he said. 

“That’s okay,” I said and I gave him a hug.  If anything did happen to
Gina, it would be a tragedy.  I loved her and I didn’t want to lose 
her.  I was going over to her house tonight and I knew we would work 
things out.  Then I heard a car pull in.  It was my mother. “Mom’s 
here.  Alright,” Timothy said as he jumped off the couch.  My mother 
walked in with two grocery bags.  Timothy grabbed one and helped my 
mother carry them to the kitchen. 

“Adrian, go take out the trash.  Jeremy’s coming tonight.  Pick up that
bowl of popcorn and take it to the kitchen,” she said.  Jeremy was my 
mother’s boyfriend.  My father and mother were divorced and we were 
living with her.  She started dating three months ago.  But I didn’t 
like the guy she was dating.  He tried to be my father and I didn’t 


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