I'm new at this deviantart place so gimme a break

Ok. My brother has autism, he's the awesomest kid you'll ever meet. He could smoke you at Guitar Hero and he loves playing around with all sorts of things.

Ha... he even played a Need for Speed game with my best friend Myles. Myles was winning and my brother got frusterated... He decked Myles in the face and knocked him out...

Needless to say my brother won that race...

It's not like he's aggressive, in fact, he's only ever hit someone twice. That time and then one time some chick was messing with him and he knocked out her front teeth.

She had it coming.

But I love him with all my heart and then some. This phrase is over used in today's world but I'd take a bullet for this kid. Hell, I'd take a whole clip, and then some.

My mother, who walked out of our lives a year ago, now decided that she is responsible enough to take care of him.

(A little background on my mom. When her and my dad were still married she would come home stumbleing drunk and pass out. Dad had to tell me she had low blood pressure so I wouldn't learn the cold reality. She'd come home around 2 or 3 in the morning, if she even came home at all. Dad would have to go into work late so he could me and my brother off to school.)

(When they got a divorce mom moved in with an abusive boyfriend and took my brother with her. He was usually fine if he wasn't drinking. The problem was you could never catch him sober. He beat my mom, but never layed a hand on my brother. Until one christmas... I stayed at mom the night before and we had a little Christmas thing at home. I told mom that I had fun but I'd like to go see dad on Christmas too. Mom flipped out on me and started calling me things I dare not repeat. I told her she was a drunken whore and I punched a whole through the wall... Not the smartest thing I've ever done but it ended up working. She was tired of my "attitude" and called dad to have him pick me up. We couldn't bring my brother because mom still had custody and she said no.)

(Long story short, her boyfriend started drinking that night and beat the crap out of my mom and she called me sobbing her eyes out. I was kinda mad but I started to not care about her. She had put us through so much hell that I was just tired of her. Then I heard her screaming my brother's name and saying things like "No don't hit him". I took dad's car (he was asleep) and drove over there to find her boyfriend punching my brother in the gut. Now her boyfriend was a big dude and I aint. So I grabbed a folded up chair in the corner and cracked him over the head with it a couple times. A huge fight insued. Eventually he drove away in a drunken furry and I put my brother in the car. I left mom there and brought my brother back to dad's.)

(Ever since then things have been bad with me and her. I blame her for bringing that abusive jerk into our lives along with everything else she's done and she blames me for leaving her there. She moved to Arizona (2,000 miles away) with my brother. Me and dad couldn't do anything because lawyers are expensive and he was layed off. She ended up getting in a massive car accident (thankfully my brother wasn't in the car). Turns out she had no insurance. Makes me wonder how long she was driving with my brother in the car without insurance. Anyway, she ran away from Arizona to avoid paying the debt. She moved back here. Went back to her old alcoholic ways. She ended up moving back to Arizona with no notice and leaving my brother with me and my dad(no complaints, but legally it's abandonment) she's done more but I think I'd get carpaltunnel before I finish typing it.)

She thinks she deserves to have my brother. She wants him for his Social Security payments. Thats $600 a month. That's a lot of cocaine for one woman. (Did I mention she does Cocaine? I think crack too, but I've seen her and her cocaine so I know that's fact. And I've seen her weed...)(Gosh she's messed up.)

Unfortunatly we can't afford a lawyer to go before a judge. And we have no evidence anyway. I know what I've seen and so does dad. But that's not good enough for court.

So by the end of the month he'll be gone. The most important person in my life... Gone...

Instead of waking up to my brother in the next bed over, I'll wake up to a cold, skeleton of a bed.

Instead of coming home from school and playing a little bit of Rainbow Six Vegas or Motorstorm with my brother, I'll come home to an empty living room, and in there will sit an empty child, attempting to maintain sanity, thinking of all the things him and his brother used to do...

I suppose this was more of a rant then anything. And if you read through all of this then your amazing and I thank you.

The moral of this story is... Even if someone SHOULD love you, it doesn't mean they have to. Mothers are prime examples...