“I couldn’t get him off me,” he choked out, chest heaving. “I knew she needed help—I fucking knew it—but I couldn’t fight him off. I couldn’t do anything!” Shaking his head, he let out a humorless laugh as tears trickled down his cheeks. “And my brother, my eleven-year-old baby brother, had to get him off me.” Sniffing, he wiped his nose with the back of his hand and choked out a harsh sob. “While she stood by and did nothing.” “Your mother?” “Who else.”
