I now had a problem, a creeping one I wanted to ignore for a long time. Something that creeped as a tense pain on her temple, and guilt in her heart. Her little brother was being bullied.
Black eye, she managed to calm down her 18 year old brother. She remembered telling him that those new friends were no good for him, and it ended with a black eye, and him losing his debit card; It was getting progressively worse, from pushing in hallways, getting girls in high school to mock him, to now getting jumped.
*This is getting tiring.*
“Those bastards they stole from me, we were good friends.” He said depressed.
“Right, let’s take it one step at a time.” Rubbing his back, I was slightly irritated, almost angry. *Like why and how, he should’ve just listened to me.*
Internally sighing, I had already contacted the police but they wouldn’t bother with petty stuff given the large amount of crimes in the city, the highschool didn’t care about outside matters, and their parents were too busy. As usual, uncaring, and uninvolved. Leaving him to her. Read more »