Over the past year and a half I've taken my little brother in because I love him and he needed help to get to school (I'm on a bus line) and a bit of independence from my parents. After he got done with school he began working full time and I opened my 2nd floor of my house, my wallet and my heart to help him out. He went from 3 days a week to every day of every week living with me.
About 6 weeks ago he met a girl through a mutual friend. On their first date he needed a ride to see her, I told him I would but I had a big day the next day so he would need to take the bus. I laid down at 11:30 p.m. to go to bed. At 12:30 a.m. my phone rang, he missed the bus and needed a ride. So I picked him up.
About 2 weeks later I was getting ready for work in the bathroom when I noticed a suspicious bloody female product in my garbage can. Being the only female in the house I knew exactly what had happened. I cleaned up the mess and calmed myself, went to work. When I got home I had a civilized chat with my brother. I did not like people I did not know in my home. This girl was not allowed to be here overnight. He agreed.
Three days later I lay in bed and hear "squeak, squeak, squeak" along with small chit chat through the vent our rooms share. I calmly get out of bed and yell for him to come downstairs. "She's here again. She does NOT sleep over. I have not met her." He argues that he sleeps on the floor when she is over, I let him know that its a lie and it doesn't matter.
2 weeks later I'm hosting a rummage sale. I go into my attic, which is across from his room only to find both him and this girl in MY bed sleeping. He has broken the rules again and he has been caught in a lie. This time I'm pissed and I yell. I tell him that this is the last straw, if it happens again he can pack his bags and get out.
I still have yet to meet this woman.
Five days later I'm informed by my boyfriend's child that he saw my brother and his girlfriend in the morning. He joked how he snuck her in. My boyfriend mentions that he did see her and he acknowledged that he knew she was sleeping over. Because of this I feel like I cannot kick him out. I let my brother know, yet again, the behavior is not acceptable. Come to find out she was kicked out of her house and had no where to apparently go, if she couldn't come over she'd break up with him. I explain that its not acceptable in my home.
Thing are fine for the next few days, until I wake up in the morning and am greeted by another bloody pad in my garbage (chick doesn't even wrap it in toilet paper or try to hide it). I had enough, I was done. I grab my phone and text him that she was over again, he broke the rules and to get out. He responds that he and the girl broke up so it wouldn't happen again (because he would not give her money for cigarrettes). Upon coming home that evening still fuming, my boyfriend convinces me to give him one final shot, after all we do need a dogsitter. We place the final rules into place. He agrees by them.
It's 12:30 at night and I've just fallen asleep when my phone rings. I don't recognize the number, so I send it to voicemail. It calls four more times. I finally pick up ... its the Police Department and my brother's friends have reported that he is threatening suicide. They need to send a patrol.
I leave my room only to find my 23 year old brother inviting my boyfriend's 10 year old to join him on a trip to the gas station (it's 1:00 in the morning). I irrately tell the boy to get into his room and sleep while ordering my brother outside. We have a passionate conversation about how the cops are on the way and what an idiot he is. In the end the cops come and under their advice, he's driven to the looney bin.
The looney bin was full and six phone calls that made me get precisely 10 minutes of sleep before a 12 hour work day ask for him to be picked up. I refuse. My mom comes and gets him and has him pack everything at my house - he has been evicted.
In the meantime him and the girl get back together. I warn my mom that this is exactly the girl to get pregnant on purpose and my brother is enough of an idiot to get her pregnant. His girlfriend calls him on Friday to see her - her uncle has just hit her and she's afraid. So he lies and says he will be by another friend's house. He gets a hotel and spends the weekend with her. He calls my mom 2 days later to inform her that he again, will not be home. She throws a fit. He admits that he is sneaking around with her. She tells him that he is to come home tonight or he can never return. Finally 3 hours later he calls her to pick him up. He informs her that he has broken up with her (she told him if he didn't stay she would break up with him).
The next day comes and goes with little rumbling until his phone bill gets checked (he shares a plan with my parents and was now 200 minutes over the limit for all 3 of them). It turns out that he indeed had lied again and was speaking, rather often, to his girlfriend. On Tuesday my mom and him have it out and he informs her that he lied about having sex - and the girl is pregnant.
This red flags to me as I was the one cleaning up the bloody pad that my dog plucked out of the garbage just one week before this fiasco meaning that she most likely was not pregnant a week ago. And if she had gotten pregnant since - I mean, she's only under a week along. I share this concern with my mom who share it with him. "Well Mom, you can have your period and still be pregnant." My mom is in tears. She has decided that if he wants to stay with Psycho Sally she wants nothing to do with him. At this point, I also do not want anything to do with him. In fact I find out that he complained about being in my house. A house which he lived in basically rent free.
In the meantime, being the sister that has always defended him, I have tried to reach out on numerous occassions to him. He has not called back because there is nothing he needs from me at the moment since he knows I will not allow his girlfriend to move in my house.
After hearing the deceptions and the lies over and over, I've decided to finally think of myself for once. I don't want anything to do with someone that could flat out lie and hurt the people in his family the most for a girl he's known 6 weeks.
Ironically, my sister (who hates his guts to begin with) is playing good cop and offering to help him and his girlfriend in their "situation" - all that needs to happen is she needs to come over and indeed take a pregnancy test to prove this is not another lie. They have yet to take her up on this offer.
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Watch Intervention, make the problems he creates his own. When you started this post I thought he was 17. A 23 year old is on his own.
Hey MG, are you back to blogging full time now?
Oh MD, I've missed you! I'm certainly going to try blogging more now!
James - I agree. The problem is he's mildly retarded, as well as has the after affects of fetal alcohol syndrome as well as AD, HD, LD. I've been watching Intervention a lot and I think I've got my mom finally set on the fact that he's an adult and he's still capable of making decisions. He's also capable of following rules. We can't be the ones feeling bad when he doesn't - we've given him the chance to stay with us and he's opted to not do that.
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