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I stood up and walked over to the group of teenagers. They were the same age as myself, yet they were hanging around with my thirteen year old brother; How pathetic.

I knew they were only allowing him to hang with them because they didn't believe that an officer would check a thirteen year olds bag. They were wrong.

As I approached Avery, I could see the fear in his eyes that he tried desperately to hide. He knew that I knew.

I had always kept the unconscious fear to myself, that Avery could end up like our mother. I didn't believe my little brother could be capable of taking such a thing so young, especially knowing what it did to our mother. But maybe I was wrong for thinking he cared at all?.

I didn't even say anything to him, I just grabbed his bag.

"Avery, who the fuck is this?" His 'friends' asked, as I opened the bag.

"I'm his older brother and if I find anything in this bag that isn't his, I'll kill you all" I grumbled angrily, before taking out a tiny plastic bag with a smal