How long had it been? 10,15 or 20 years? And here he was in front of me, asking for help.
"Why did you come to me?" I asked.
"Because we're family" He sighed.
"DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT!" I screamed in his face.
"..."
"..."
"..."
We stared each other in the eyes. Mine were full with rage and betrayal while his were happy and sad at the same time?
HOW CAN HE BE HAPPY AFTER WHAT HE DID?!
After a long silence he spoke: " Please your the only one that can help me."
"Maybe... but why should I? What did you ever do for me?" I replied harshly.
His eyes were watering. "I'll do everything! Just help me..."
I had nothing to say to him. The man wh