((This is my first fictional story. It'll be several chapters, and I'll try to update at least every day or every other day.))
Chapter 1: My Evil Step Brothers
Hello, my name's Anthony. I'm thirteen years old, standing at 4'11" and weighing just under 110 lbs. I had short blond hair and I wore glasses, looking like a stereotypical nerd.
I knew from the start that I wouldn't be happy with my mom's new marriage. For the past seven years, it had just been me and her against the world. A few weeks after my thirteenth birthday, she married a guy who she had been dating for all of a month and a half. The guy, Kris, seemed decent enough, and I would have been completely fine if it had been just him. But he had two sons from a previous marriage. And they were pure evil.
I had known them since my mom and Kris had started dating, but never had the misfortune to have to live in the same house as them, until now. Kaleb was the older brother, eighteen years old, out of high school, unemployed, and not going to college, leaving him at home 99.9% of the time. This guy is well-built and muscular, having played sports all throughout high school. He stood up to around 5'11". He'd tower everyone in the room! Being the 4'11" thirteen year old that I was, I definitely had to look up to him. He sported greasy, shoulder-length brown hair, making him look like your typical grungy skater-boy.
Kobie, the younger of the two, was fifteen, a sophomore in high school. He was taller than me by a few inches, being 5'4, and was very skinny. He didn't have much muscle, but he looked like he could still overpower me in a fight. His brown hair went down to his ears, and his bangs swept over his forehead perfectly.
It was a particularly hot September day. By this time it had been a full two weeks since me and my mother had moved in with Kris and his boy's. My mother was at work (she's a nurse at the nearest hospital), Kris was at work doing maintenance at the apartment complex we were now living in, leaving me and the two brothers home alone. I had just gotten off of school. I was in my last year of middle school, so ready to just move on and go to high school. One thing I loved was that high school let out earlier than middle and elementary schools. Which meant that not only Kaleb was waiting for me inside the apartment, but Kobie was there as well. I never liked when these two were together. Then again, when were they ever apart?
I stepped into the living room through the front door, dropping my schoolbag by the door next to Kobie's and kicking off my sneakers. Kaleb was just sitting down on the couch flipping through channels, glaring menacingly when he saw me. "Uh...hey," I said, smiling awkwardly and waving to my new stepbrother. I proceeded to walk passed him to my bedroom. Before I had a chance to get there, I felt a strong grip on my left arm. Kaleb had shot up from his seat and grabbed my arm with full force, yanking me towards him. In one swift motion he grabbed both of my wrists and held my arms behind my back. "H-hey! Let me go!"
"Quiet, loser," Kaleb commanded me, grabbing both of my wrists with a single large hand, and using the other to clamp my mouth shut. Kaleb's hand was dirty and didn't smell too good. I struggled against him, but this near-200 lb monster was impossible to escape. Screaming did nothing as his hand kept my lips shut. After what seemed like several minutes of struggling, I gave up, giving Kaleb full control. "Kobie, get over here!" Looking ahead I saw Kobie's door opening, and he walked out with a mischievous smile laid across his face. "Remember what Dad said? He'd probably be working until after midnight. And you know how his mom is, she usually stays out pretty late. How about we have some fun with Anthony?" I didn't like the sound of that. It sent shivers down my spine.
"I'll get some rope, and some duct tape!" Kobie said with a wide smile, taking off to his room. Rope!? Why did he have rope conveniently in his room? After less than a minute of waiting, Kobie returned with an armful of rope and a roll of duct tape hanging from his fingers. Seeing this, I tried harder than ever to break free, but to no avail. It was hopeless. Kaleb practically lifted me off of the ground and then threw me onto the couch. In the brief window that he had let go of me, I sat up trying to escape, but a single hand pressed me down again.
Kobie climbed onto the couch and sat on my chest. He wasn't too heavy, but the feeling of him pressing all of his body weight onto my chest did not feel pleasant. He grabbed my arms and wrapped my wrists several times with rope, and then did the same to my ankles. After several wraps I could no longer move my arms and legs, they were stuck together like glue. "Nice!" Kobie exclaimed.
"Please let me go!" I pleaded, wiggling my body as much as I could underneath Kobie. Kaleb and Kobie just laughed at my predicament.
"You'll be staying here all day," Kaleb told me, messing my hair up with his hand. "We need something to gag him..." He thought for a moment. "Oh, I know!" My eyes went wide when he reached down and yanked his right shoe off of his foot. I remember the very first night I spent here, Kobie had held me still while Kaleb pressed his dirty socked foot against my face. What was he going to do...? And then I saw that he had peeled his sock off. It was supposed to be white but now looked dirty and gray. "The last time I washed my socks was back in July." I swear I could feel the color draining from my face. "Open wide!" Kaleb pressed his sock against my lips, but I fought it, there was no way I'd let that thing go into my mouth!
"Come on, do what he says and open your mouth," Kobie said as he grabbed my chin with one hand and my upper lip with the other, hoping that he could pry open my jaw so I could let the sock in my mouth. The smell coming from Kaleb's sock was overwhelming. I couldn't turn my face away because Kobie kept my head still. Kobie quit trying to force my mouth open. Was he done? I then felt his finger glide across my armpit. Once, twice...oh no. Kobie began to full-on tickle my armpit. It caught me by surprise, making me explode with laughter because of how ticklish I am. But that was a fatal mistake. The entirety of Kaleb's filthy sock was shoved into my mouth.
The foul flavor made me retch and gag. Before I could even hope to begin spitting out his sock, I heard the riiiiiiip of the duct tape, and then I felt myself unable to open my mouth. Kobie covered my mouth in three layers of duct tape, making sure I'd be unable to pry it off. Not that I could with my arms and legs bound like they were. At this point I stopped struggling all together. My wrists and ankles were both tied up. Kaleb's socks were stuffed in my mouth, with duct tape over my lips to keep them there. Kobie sat on my chest with his feet on either side of my head, and Kaleb stood over me with a huge, evil smile across his face.
What was I going to do?
...to be continued..