My “dear” brother had me beaten up

My so called brother, Martin, has always lived by double standards. He has always professed to be soooo interested in the family but, when it comes to the crunch and the family needs his help, he is nowhere to be seen.

I have talked before about his infidelity, not in his marriage (although nothing would surprise me at all) but in the way that he conducts himself.

Many years ago, he was going out with a girl called Jo, who was stunning. But one day, I found his diary and whilst he was at university, he was bonking this girl called Elaine.

One day when Jo was visiting Martin at home, she came down to see me in the dining room. I preferred to be on my own, as a lot of the programmes that Mum and Dad watched, I didnt like. Jo came into the room and said hello. Then she just reached over and kissed me, full on.

One thing led to another and whilst he was away, Jo and I saw each other. My thoughts were that was good for the goose, was good for the gander.

Martin found out and had me beaten up at college, quite badly.

It just goes to show that Martin has no morality and I will explain why.

Jo and I were going to a party but she was early so we went to the pub. I choose a pub that I thought Martin would not be in but when we walked through the door, there he was.

Something snapped in me, there and then and I was quite offish with Jo at the party, so much so that I broke up with her and walked home.

Martin was in the lounge and I told him what I had done. I said to him that if he agreed, Jo was now off limits from either of us and we shook on it.

Two weeks later, he was going out with Jo again, whilst sleeping with Elaine at university.

It just goes to show that he has and had no morality whatsoever and will do whatever it takes to get what he wants, suck up to our Dad for large amounts of money whilst putting his brother in the shit.


Published by David Hender (copyright owner- all rights reserved)

If you want to know me, you first need to understand where I have been and where I am going

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