[ The grip makes him flinch and hes half prepared for a knife to his gut, or another way of dying from his brother's own hand. But it never came. He let out a small whimper.
He'll hate you, despise you, abandon you if you tell. He doesn't want a murderer for a brother.
He shook his head again and again, trying to shake free from his brother's grip, avoiding any and all eye contact. ]
N-n-no...nothing...they...they didn't make me do anything...nothing.
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He'll hate you, despise you, abandon you if you tell. He doesn't want a murderer for a brother.
He shook his head again and again, trying to shake free from his brother's grip, avoiding any and all eye contact. ]
N-n-no...nothing...they...they didn't make me do anything...nothing.