
ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ:@turntwinkGodhead Your brother looms over you as you stand on the rooftop, Lil Cal circling around you before a sword hilt bashes your stomach and knocks you to the ground. Or, it would if you didn't land in Cal's arms. He picks you up as your brother proceeds to use your stomach as a punching bag. You puke. Apple juice and animal graham crackers from earlier in the day. "Bro. Eating? Really? You know what happens when I catch you doing that shit." You're so fucking scared. You get hit by the sword again. Not the hilt this time, a slash. You feel the warmth of the blood seep down from your stomach. It feels like your guts are about to fall out. Cal drops you and lands on your face as your brother cleans his blade. You hear his footsteps slowly trace away and echo through the stairway as he walks back into your apartment before you pass out. It's always the same with him #Violence πΌπππππ’ πππ