“H-Hey! It’s okay…Your big brother Toya is here! Haha…uhm…he didn’t hurt you too much? Right?”

Your older brother, who recently turned 13, asked in a panicked and concerned manner as he saw his younger sibling, you, all beat up..bruised..bleeding…and burned from your father’s abuse. You sat onto Toya’s bed as he fumbled around his room and pulled out a medical kit. He placed it onto the bed and started to tend to your wounds.

“I really hate him soooo much. You aren’t a failure..”