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     "This is YOUR FUCKING FAULT!" Adam boomed throughout the entire house. Alex was on the floor, coughing blood. His body was littered with new wounds, bruises and scratches to cover the older ones. He was shaking, holding his stomach. He had just come in and was greeted by his father's fist. What the hell was going on?

       "I-I have no idea what you're talking about...." Alex coughed out. Adam grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him up.

       "Your brother is missing!" He went to punch Alex again, but there was a knock on the door. Adam dropped him and went for the door. "Wheeler...any news?"

         "None so far..." The man said with a dreary voice. He looked down at Alex who looked pathetic,but didn't say anything.

       Alex shakily stood up and ran to his room, where he slammed the door and wrapped himself up in a blanket, rocking back and forth."Where are you...?" He whispered to himself through tears and coughs.

     Meanwhile, Wheeler conversed with Adam and Lillian. "Are you sure he didn't leave any clues? Are you sure he ran away...or was he kidnapped?"

     "Oh, God....kidnapped?" Lillian began sobbing.  She leaned against her husband, who wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Wheeler could see the blood and Adam's knuckles as his arm hung over his wife.

        'How dare you act like you care about your children.' Wheeler thought. 'How can you love one so much, and care nothing for the other? What can of man are you?' He glared at Adam for a moment,but then said. "Do you want to join me in looking for him? We have just about the whole force searching,but two more sets of eyes could help."

       "Sure, um...Adam I'll go by foot and you'll take the truck?" Lillian suggested through sobs. Adam nodded.

       Alex listened as he heard the door shut behind the three leaving the house. He pulled of  the blankets and went to the bathroom to look at his face. It stung,but he cleaned the bruises and cuts. This had become a normal ritual for him since he turned five. He was used to the abuse. He looked in the mirror and began crying. "Where are you?" He couldn't just sit there and hope they would find his beloved brother. He pulled on his sneakers and jacket. He looked down at his brother's bed and grabbed the flashlight as well.

     Alex ran to the pier. It seemed most likely for Josh to be there, even though no one else in his family must've thought so, since no one had checked. It was pouring outside and thundering. So hard to see,but Alex knew it was him. He saw the small boy look straight at him. He was crying. Josh loved the rain, but hated lightning. His face lit up as he saw Alex. The older boy and ran to his brother.

    If only it hadn't been raining. If only Josh had been a little closer. If only Alex hadn't been beaten earlier, he might have been able to run faster. The teenager reached out for the young boy, but felt him slip out of his fingers. Splash. He fell in.

     Alex jumped in without hesitating. It was nearly impossible to see anything with the mixture of the pouring rain, that fact it was night, and the splashing waves. Even so, he grabbed onto the small boy. Alex was amazed, considering that he knew he was terrible at swimming,but at this point, that hadn't mattered.

     He pulled his little brother up to the shore and looked down. His lips were already pale. He felt for a pulse, nothing. He tried to help him breathe and performed CPR,but nothing worked. He was gone. The teen sobbed quietly as he held the young body. He looked up as he saw the lights of that familiar truck approach, along with a cop car. Both his mother and father came out of the truck and Wheeler from the cop car.

     "You...!" Adam grabbed him up from holding his brother's body.

     "OH GOD!" Lillian gripped onto her dead son's body.

       Adam went to begin his beating on Alex,but his son pushed him away. Alex pushed with all of his strength up to the pier. He was standing right were his brother was before he had fell in. He looked directly in his father's eyes through the cascading rains. He only said two things.

     "This is the end....I'm going to join him..." And then he fell back, letting his body go limp in the rushing waters.

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     "This is YOUR FUCKING FAULT!" Adam boomed throughout the entire house. Alex was on the floor, coughing blood. His body was littered with new wounds, bruises and scratches to cover the older ones. He was shaking, holding his stomach. He had just come in and was greeted by his father's fist. What the hell was going on?

       "I-I have no idea what you're talking about...." Alex coughed out. Adam grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him up.

       "Your brother is missing!" He went to punch Alex again, but there was a knock on the door. Adam dropped him and went for the door. "Wheeler...any news?"

         "None so far..." The man said with a dreary voice. He looked down at Alex who looked pathetic,but didn't say anything.

       Alex shakily stood up and ran to his room, where he slammed the door and wrapped himself up in a blanket, rocking back and forth."Where are you...?" He whispered to himself through tears and coughs.

     Meanwhile, Wheeler conversed with Adam and Lillian. "Are you sure he didn't leave any clues? Are you sure he ran away...or was he kidnapped?"

     "Oh, God....kidnapped?" Lillian began sobbing.  She leaned against her husband, who wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Wheeler could see the blood and Adam's knuckles as his arm hung over his wife.

        'How dare you act like you care about your children.' Wheeler thought. 'How can you love one so much, and care nothing for the other? What can of man are you?' He glared at Adam for a moment,but then said. "Do you want to join me in looking for him? We have just about the whole force searching,but two more sets of eyes could help."

       "Sure, um...Adam I'll go by foot and you'll take the truck?" Lillian suggested through sobs. Adam nodded.

       Alex listened as he heard the door shut behind the three leaving the house. He pulled of  the blankets and went to the bathroom to look at his face. It stung,but he cleaned the bruises and cuts. This had become a normal ritual for him since he turned five. He was used to the abuse. He looked in the mirror and began crying. "Where are you?" He couldn't just sit there and hope they would find his beloved brother. He pulled on his sneakers and jacket. He looked down at his brother's bed and grabbed the flashlight as well.

     Alex ran to the pier. It seemed most likely for Josh to be there, even though no one else in his family must've thought so, since no one had checked. It was pouring outside and thundering. So hard to see,but Alex knew it was him. He saw the small boy look straight at him. He was crying. Josh loved the rain, but hated lightning. His face lit up as he saw Alex. The older boy and ran to his brother.

    If only it hadn't been raining. If only Josh had been a little closer. If only Alex hadn't been beaten earlier, he might have been able to run faster. The teenager reached out for the young boy, but felt him slip out of his fingers. Splash. He fell in.

     Alex jumped in without hesitating. It was nearly impossible to see anything with the mixture of the pouring rain, that fact it was night, and the splashing waves. Even so, he grabbed onto the small boy. Alex was amazed, considering that he knew he was terrible at swimming,but at this point, that hadn't mattered.

     He pulled his little brother up to the shore and looked down. His lips were already pale. He felt for a pulse, nothing. He tried to help him breathe and performed CPR,but nothing worked. He was gone. The teen sobbed quietly as he held the young body. He looked up as he saw the lights of that familiar truck approach, along with a cop car. Both his mother and father came out of the truck and Wheeler from the cop car.

     "You...!" Adam grabbed him up from holding his brother's body.

     "OH GOD!" Lillian gripped onto her dead son's body.

       Adam went to begin his beating on Alex,but his son pushed him away. Alex pushed with all of his strength up to the pier. He was standing right were his brother was before he had fell in. He looked directly in his father's eyes through the cascading rains. He only said two things.

     "This is the end....I'm going to join him..." And then he fell back, letting his body go limp in the rushing waters.