Chapter Twenty-one

Nothing was making sense to me. How did everything turn out to be this way? When did everything go wrong?  No matter how many times I sat and thought about it all, nothing ever made any sense. I was still all alone in the world and don't think I can ever truly understand how it all ended up this way.

Everything was going alright in life. Even when Mom died, Arthenius,  Azeus and I stuck together through it all.  When Alex and Zoe made our life hell, we managed to stick together through it too. When Tenis started questioning his gender, Aze and I supported him unconditionally. We stood by him and never let anyone bully him. Not on our watch anyway.

Everything changed the day Brandon threw a party at our house four years ago.  It was the first highschool party of that school year, so, obviously every teenager was at our house that night. The summer break had just gotten over so friends were eager to meet each other. Fucking assholes needed parties for that. Well, couldn't say the same for me since I was like super antisocial since the time I could remember.

Zoe and Alex had gone over to her moms place and had even permitted Brandon to throw the party. Little did they know that it was not a small scale school party. It was a full-fledged party with drugs, alcohol and strippers.

Since I was not in high school yet, I had expected that I would be able to stay away from the party by locking myself up in my room. I had managed to stay up in my room for two hours listening to the latest Oskar Terramortis 33 Goth Bands you should know album, which was my way of having fun. I had just removed my headphones, kept them on the side table and lay down to sleep. I had expected that I would be able to stay like that till the next day but I was in for a bad surprise.

I had just started drifting off to sleep when I heard someone banging on the door nonstop. So much be my hope to escape the drama till morning. With a sigh, I went to open the door planning to shout at whoever had come disturb my peace but I didn't have to do that because it was Azeus and he was carrying an unconscious Arthenius over his shoulder who was wrapped in a blanket. Not understanding what was happening, I stood still near the door. Worry was etched on Aze's face who lay Tenis on my bed. I looked at his face and noticed that he was bleeding from his nose, mouth and where not. He looked like he had been punched hard on his face multiple times. I moved to pull the blanket off him when Aze stopped me. "Don't", was all he said but the look on his face said it all. I realized that my eldest teenage gender dysphoric brother had been raped at the party.