Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Round 2

I am a hard headed bastard, enough is NEVER enough, and I don’t learn life’s lessons easily! Above all else, I pride myself on the fact that I take shit from NO ONE! Even if I know standing up for myself will leave me broken and bloody, I’d rather be in a full body cast then let some guy punk me. You guys think I have laid it on thick enough? GOOD!

My mom called me early Saturday morning to let me know my brother came home drunk and high off his ass. She wanted me to come home and help deal with it, I felt like I needed to be there so I got a plane ticket to Long Beach and Bradley drove home. Tyler picked me up from the airport and on the way I filled him in on the family drama. What I wanted from him was a ride to my mom’s house, but what I got was a fucking shadow! He knew Mike was still at my mother’s house and he wasn’t going to let me go anywhere near that place without him. He’s been protecting me since my very first day in the 4th grade and I guess there wasn’t any point in him stopping now.

My brother was sleeping when I got to my mother’s house, so I decided I was going to let him get a couple hours before chewing him out. Instead Tyler and I went to grab some breakfast/lunch at our favorite beach restaurant. Right when I walked in the owner was all over me! He told me how he’s been watching “my show” and loves what I have done with it since taking over for “other guy”. I did my best to explain I was only covering for a few episodes and I had no intention of being the permanent host, but he wouldn’t be deterred. He pulled out one of my newer posters and asked me to sign it to replace the one that had been “damaged” earlier in the year (In your face Ryan!) and let me know that lunch was on him. So all things considered it was a good lunch!

We got back to my mom’s house around noon and my uncle was outside when I got out of the car. He smiled at me and said, “What’s up fag?” In that moment I didn’t even think about it, I ran right up to him and faster than I could think about it I had delivered a roundhouse kick straight to his knee and starting my assault with a second kick to his left kidney. The second he went down on one knee I tackled him and sat on his chest just punching him like my life depended on it. I got in a good 4 or 5 hits before he picked me up and slammed me onto the ground. He completely knocked the wind out of me and banged my head on the ground HARD. I was extremely dizzy and that’s when Tyler jumped in and just DESTROYED Mike. Mike basically bought himself an all day pass to the ER.

The thing about Mike is words and emotions don’t really faze him. He’s a big stupid thug who is approaching 30 and will still get in a fight with somebody walking down his street wearing the wrong colors. What he does understand is violence, and with every punch I throw he respects me more as a man because of it. He would never say this much in front of me, but he’s said it in front of everybody else, telling everybody about his fag nephew that could beat the shit out of anybody who tries to fuck with him. When I am not around I am the pro-surfer/genius/badass nephew that takes shit from nobody he brags about to everybody, but to my face I am the super fag that doesn’t deserve the time of day. So I fight for my respect because it’s the only thing he understands.

My brother had been in the kitchen eating when Mike and I started fighting and was able to catch most of the show. He ended up being a lot more difficult to deal with than my uncle. He has a lot of anger in him and while some of it is deserved most of it is just a bunch of teenage bullshit and he really needs to get over himself. I really didn't have the patience to coddle him so I let him know exactly what his options are. He doesn’t have any. I am not above calling his parole officer and getting his ass tossed in jail for the handful of laws he broke by partying the way he did. Zero tolerance and zero chances from this point on. I also warned him I didn’t need mom to tell me when he stepped out of line (because I know she will give him a million more chances to fuck up before telling me) all his friends have older brothers and sisters, and I KNOW ALL OF THEM! He can’t go anywhere or do anything without running into somebody that I KNOW and the second I hear anything, HE’S DONE!

After I was done, I took him surfing and we grabbed some burgers at In&Out. It was almost like old times. I really miss being a part of my family. This time around I am going to do a better job of standing my ground. I am going to do my best to be around more, but I really hope he doesn’t fuck up because I meant what I said, he has no more chances! What kind of brother would I be if I went back on my word?


Trevor said...
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Trevor said...

Don't go deleting my comments like that! If you don't want me to say certain things, then I won't! You cut me deep RGB REAL DEEP!

RGB said...

You're an asshole. ANd if you don't stop I am going to beat you like and ugly red headed stepchild!