Title: Scars of the Brother
Part 2
Author: Sarah
Rating: NC-17
Content: Violence, Character Death
Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me. They belong to WWF and Titan Sports. No copyright infringement intended.
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His dream, the same dream over and over again, each night, each time he drifted off to sleep, the dream appeared to him. For the last 3 years, each night his dream came to him.
It was his brother, he watched him walk into the park and stop meters away from the bench he was sitting on. He stood next to a huge oak tree, he wore a black trench coat, and a loose blue shirt. His red sunnies were placed on the top of his head, the sun shone down on his golden blond hair.
Christian thought to himself that, Edge was an image of what he would look like when he grew older.
His brother was slightly taller than him, Christian knew the dream off by heart, he had lived with it every day of his life for the last 3 years.
Finally today it would be answered.
The two brothers stood only inches apart from one another, each staring into the others eyes. Memories of their cruel past flooded though their minds, images of suffering and good times past over their eyes, before he could think, Christian felt his arm outstretch to touch his brothers chest.
He was surpised at how it felt, how warm he felt. In his dream, each time he left his brothers chest, it was cold, hard like ice. But this time it was warm. He placed his palm between his brothers nipples, he felt the rapid yet rhythmic beating of a heart he had longed to feel for years. As he ran his palm along his brothers front, he felt the bumps beneath. They crossed over themselves, pushing out of the skin.
Edge looked down at his brothers hand running over his chest and slowly stopping at his stomach. One touch, just one touch and he realized that deep down that is what he had been begging for almost all his life. He felt his brothers hand, warm and trembling as it ran over the scars that haunted his body.
Christian felt a single tear roll down his check, burning at him, his crystal blue eyes stared up at the face above him, and Edge heard the words that filled his dreams.
"It should have been me"
Edge's heart filled with sorrow, he realized why he was carrying these scars that ruined his life for so long. He did it for the love of his brother.
As the brothers looked at each other, the memories gushed back.
Being the younger of the two brothers, Christian was the one that received the punishment. He had to live up to his brothers standards, and with a father as cruel as theirs, whatever punishment Edge was supposed to get Christian got instead.
Until Edge started taking it for his little brother. He was the older one, he was the one that would become a man first, he could not bare his brothers screams as the belt lashed into him.
Edge received the belt over and over again, Christian hiding, peeping his head around the door frame. Both brothers eyes filled with tears, one with tears of pain, the other with tears of sadness.
Only when Edge ran away as a 12 year old, and turned his back on his family, did Christian become the big brother, and the man around the house.
Christian looked up at his brother standing next to the oak tree, he had sacrificed the last 10 years of his life, for him.
Edge wrapped his arms around his brother, and pulled him close. Christian practically dived into his brothers arms. An embrace that had not been felt for years was finally being felt. Tears streamed down both faces of the brothers, their pain and suffering was felt by the other. In each others grasp they wanted, needed to stay. Each brother shook, his body trembled, in love and heart ache.
One brother had sacrificed his life for the other.
The other brother lived with the knowledge of that sacrifice.