I hadn't heard or seen anything of my brother for a few weeks and things in life had been getting pretty boring. At the shop where I worked Gloria started getting moody with me and often came in with bruises, where I guessed my brother must have beaten her. She had less and less hours working until she left completely one day. I asked the manager of the shop why Gloria left and he told me that she had moved on and left town. He said he couldn't see why there was such a huge change in her. He said it started only a couple of weeks ago when she kept turning up to work late and wouldn't go on breaks and went home for lunch. She liked Aaron I guess and so she wanted to be dutiful housewife he demanded of her.
The manager then said, "between you and me kid I think you brother is a wife beater."
I gasped, faking surprise. "Surely not. Aaron was always very religious and always dead set against hitting women. Even though he seems to have changed a bit recently, which I thought was just his teenage rebellion stage like what I went through. I mean he just wouldn't hit a girl - he has respect for her, if you know what I mean!"
"All I can say is she seemed to have a lot of 'accidents' these past few weeks and became a lot more passive and less chatty to any guys. She seemed to become more reclusive and retired and she decided to leave just yesterday," the manager replied.
I decided I wanted to investigate these changes and see my brother again. I had some other plans in mind for his life and also stuff that could affect my life. I was pretty bored at the moment and needed something to liven things up.
As I left the shop at the end of my shift I saw Pepper sitting on the street corner in what looked like completely ragged clothes. His facial hair was really outgrown and he looked as if he had been severely roughed up. He didn't look his usual self. He looked withdrawn, no longer the strong leader he once was. Now he was reduced to begging for money at the side of the street.
"Hey Pepper," I called. "What's happened to you?"
Pepper turned round not recognising me for a while and decided to reply, "your brother. I'm penniless homeless and my girlfriend has left me. I'm trying to save up enough to get the bus out of town before I get another beating from your brother again. Say, Chris, you've always been the good brother could you lend me some cash to get out of here?"
I felt really sorry for the guy. He was completely stripped of his former glory. His hair was now completely mangled and looked like it hadn't been washed for a long time. I gave him a note, since I felt sort of guilty - I guess it was my fault. The changes I had been putting on my brother had started to get out of control, but it was still getting me very horny to see how much I had made my perfect brother change. "Here you go Pepper, really hope you can find a new start somewhere," I said, sincerely.
"Wow thanks!" Pepper said. He had no pride in not accepting my money. He was desperate and I wondered just how much of a thug my brother had become - I really dying with anticipation, but first I had to head back home to pick some stuff up.
When I got back to my house, I picked up some books and shoved them in my bag. I was getting very excited about meeting my brother again. I headed over to his flat as quickly as I could and knocked on the door.
"Hey Chris!" My brother enthusiastically greeted me . It seems he remembers that I'm his only family and his favourite person. He was wearing a grubby wife beater with beer and grease stains on it. He smelt strongly of cigar smoke and was holding the end of one at this moment. His arms and whole body was much more muscular than last time I saw him. His hair was now shaved short into a crew cut and he had a five o'clock shadow. He was also wearing grubby tracksuit bottoms which had mud stains on them.
"How are you doing?" I asked wondering what he made of the recent developments.
"Fuckin' great bro. Now making lots of fuckin cash now am head of all the operations in the area, from thieving selling stolen goods and such. Pepper really got what was fucking coming to him the fucking shite." Aaron adjusted his crotch in his dirty jock strap, apparently not caring who would see him. "Only problem is that bitch Gloria left me. She wasn;t fucking good enough for em I tell ya. She's such a lazy cunt, but she got what she fuckin' deserved from me."
"Can I come in bro - I have a few things I want to ask you!" I asked eager to get into the house so I can start the next change.
"Sure but the place is a fuckin dump - the lazy bitch never bothered to clean up before she left!"
We walked into his house and I saw he wasn;t lying. Ashtrays were overflowing with cigar ash and butts. Empty cans were scattered all over the place and the remains of last night's takeaway were left on the dining table. All his gadgets were still there indicating that he made a lot of cash, but I was going to make sure he would make a whole lot more!
"The Lord be with you"
"Uh ..." Aaron said as he fell into trance almost dropping his cigar which I put out on an ashtray.
"Hi Aaron, this is God again. I see that things have taken an interesting turn in your life. You are glad you got rid of Gloria, but you still need to find another girl. In fact you will find most sleazy white girls attractive now and not care who you fuck so long as you get to. You also need to get a girl to treat you right and you know that only through violence you can do that."
"through ... violence"
"Have you been working out Aaron?"
"Yes God. I transformed my basement into a gym."
"Good. You will work out hard for two hours every day and eat a lot of protein to develop muscle. Developing muscle is now a strong interest of yours. What do you like to do?"
"Build muscle!"
"Now what sort of illicit activities have you been up to to make all your money?"
"Stealing, petty crime."
"God is pleased that you have gone down this route but he believes that you need to go further. You now have a need to smoke weed and to develop into further areas of illicit activities such a drugs. What do you want?"
"To deal drugs"
"Good. Now God has one final message for you Aaron, which is the most important message. You love your brother Chris very much. You have now decided that your brother Chris is too much of a 'good boy' and you want to make him just like you, because you love him. Because you love your brother you can't do it through violence, but instead in your brother's bag are some books about hypnosis and psychology I want you to read. Your brother doesn't know that they are in his bag. In fact he thinks he hasn't anything in his bag since I have just put them there. I want you to walk over to the bag now remove the books and put them in your bedroom. You will also give your brother your spare house key. I want you to do this now and then lie in your bed and count to 5. When you awake you will come down to see Chris as if he had just come in to visit you."
Aaron proceeded to do as instructed and once he had come downstairs he sat close to me and offered me a cigar. I understood this to be part of the subtle way he will try to change me and I really wanted to try one out so I accepted. We both smoked cigars together, just me and my new brother. I knew now that he was becoming my 'perfect' brother.