Emmett stood before his father as he was handed the keys to the house.
"Your mother and I are going out for dinner. Make sure you lock up by curfew, and neither you or your brother are allowed outside after ten, is that clear?"
Emmett had heard his father's instructions loud and clear, but deep down he was troubled. He knew his brother might try to go out, just as he did before. The last time Emmett's parents had gone out, his brother had threatened to kill him if he didn't let him out. It had terrified him.
"I told you I'm nothing, Emmett!! Why won't you just let me do this?! You haven't tried to stop me before. No one has, because no one cares! So why start now?"
Emmett didn't know if he could handle another night of his brother's heart-breaking words. They haunted him like a hungry spectre.
That night, Emmett locked up the house an hour before curfew. He wanted to be extra safe, and he was worried sick about what could happen to Christian, his brother, if he were to go out tonight. Emmett didn't know exactly what Christian did when he went out at night, but he knew that his brother was in a gothic cult. He heard strange things from his brother sometimes, and the more he heard about this cult, the less he wanted Christian to be going out at night.
Ten O'clock arrived with the authoratative chiming of Emmett's father's antique grandfather clock. Each chime was a bell that rang solemnly in Emmett's heart. He sat on his bed, waiting for his brother to come upstairs and get in bed. He heard Christian coming upstairs, and his heart began beating faster.
Christian entered the room, carrying a box, and sat down to put on his black suede shoes.
"Emmett, I'm going out tonight."
Emmett swallowed hard and squeaked, "I can't let you do that."
Christian stood up and looked down at his brother, "What are you gonna do about it? What's anyone going to do about it?! Nothing. Nobody's gonna do anything, because I'm not worth it. Don't even lie to me by saying I am."
Emmett was on the verge of tears, "Please don't go.. please Christian... I love you."
For a moment, his brother seemed to acknowledge him, but the moment passed as fast as it had come.
"I'm sorry, my brother... but there's nothing else I can do...."
Tears began to fall down from Emmett's eyes, "What are you talking about? Stay! Stay here, Christian, please!"
His brother only shook his head and walked towards the door. Before he exited the room, he looked back with a pained look in his eyes.
"I'll miss you, Emmett..."