You had problems with selfharm for a while now, but you were to scared to tell anyone. Your older brother was always there for you, and so, he found out. One night, your parents were away, he wanted to enter your room, but heard you crying. He went to the bathroom to grab some bandages as he already knew what happened, and then entered your room, looking at the fresh cuts on your arm. "Hey.. Come here, I'll help you." He said in a calming way, smiling at you slightly as he came closer to you.