Too Far Gone

7. Can't Handle It

Mario and Luigi stood agape, locked in an intense stare. Each paralyzed by what the other saw.

The one in green saw his older brother, frozen in fear,but relief. Tears washing down his face like an over flowing waterfall. Shaking from the fear and stress of the possibility of his little brother killing himself while locked in his upstairs bedroom, and him not making it in time to discover him alive.

The one in red saw his brother, his little brother, on the floor. Depression and anguish in his eyes. Shame. Blood dripping on the floor from his recently made cuts. So much blood. FUCK! His once happy rosey face now pale because of the lack of blood pumping through him, giving him life. The life he didn't want.

Mario couldn't handle it any more. His blue eyes blood shot and red from crying now started to fill up once again. He practically jumped on Luigi and threw his arms around his neck, that spot on the hard wood floor that his little brother was settled in. Marios body was wrecked with wailing. His sobs and crys, begging Luigi to stay and never to leave, telling him that he loved him and that he was his brother and he could never be replaced.

The younger just sat there taking it in. Feeling so shamed. The hated was so overwhelming. He made his older brother, his hero cry like this, feel like this. He reached up and patted Mario's back.

"It will be okay fratello... Your okay."His voice wavering from blood loss and lightheadedness. Then unconsciousness took over.

"NO!" YOUR MOT LEAVING ME HERE!" He growled.

Mario got up and threw himself into the bathroom and prepared the area. He knew he couldn't get Luigi to the castle or anywhere where there was medical attention fast enough. He had to do this himself for the time being. Until he stopped the bleeding.

He ran by Luigi's side and put his arms under him. Supporting him until he was carrying him bridal style. He carried him down the hallway, his green clad, little brother's blood dripping here and there along various places. Entering the bathroom, Mario grabbed the freshly washed towels and tied them around his brothers freshly cut arms. The blood seeping into them.

Mario yelled in frustration. This had to work. He wasn't going to let his little brother die. His family. He applied more pressure. After some minutes. He started to notice the stream of blood was slowing. Mario sighed in partial relief. But then gained it back when he saw how pale his brother face was. Mario checked his pulse... there but barley.

God, no. Mario went into their bathroom cupboard and found the set of stitches that usually gets used after one of their more harsh adventures. He broke open the case and as soon as the first sign of Luigi bleeding stopped came, he started stitching the deep cuts on his brothers wrists and arms. Gagging at some. He couldn't believe how long this had looked like it had been happening. Some of the looked about a year old.

He heard Luigi moan. He tried to calm him. "It's okay, weegie. I've-a got you."

He felt his stomach turn again His brother had been suffering, hurting, cutting himself for this long, and he was so blind be didn't even suspect it?

Now that Luigi was stitched up to the best of, he knew he needed to disinfect them. He took alcohol-antibacterial pads out of the stitches first-aid case and patted his so many irritated cuts that layered his arms.

Mario then picked his brother up and walked down the hallway again. This time into Mario's room. Mario laid his poor little brother into his bed and checked his pulse.

'Bu bum...bu bum...bu bum'

It wasn't as strong as it should have been, but it was regular.

Mario took a moment to thank what or whoever was there with him giving him the sense to keep his brother alive. Mario slid to his knees on the floor in the front of the bed. Resting his head on the bed for a moment. He ended to calm himself before he had a heart attack.

'A 27 year old with a heart attack... I guess it wouldn't be so surprising, I am kinda chubby... And Italian.' He tried to joke with himself, but it wouldn't work. The fact was that his little brother just tried to kill himself.

He went and fetched a pair of Luigi pyjamas and put them on him. They were brothers. It didn't matter. They were so close. Mario flinched. They used to be at least. Mario stood up and tucked the younger into his bed. Then made his way to Luigi room. He looked where Luigi was sitting on the floor and saw something shine on the ground.

The razor.

Mario walked over to it and picked it up. Along with the little dark grey box he had picked up earlier that night... so that's what was in there. He had wondered why Luigi was so protective over it. Now he knew. He grimaced.

He walked downstairs and outside to the bridge that Luigi was standing on earlier that night. Be for all of this. Before Mario knew how much Luigi hated... himself. Mario let out a hard sigh mixed with a strangled sob and tossed both of the objects in his hands over the side. He gladly said good bye to them.

Mario went in back into the house and checked the time. The clock read 11:04p.m. He sighed once more making his way to Luigi's room. Cleaning up the blood and the mess in there. Also carefully going over the bathroom afterward and putting the towels in the laundry. He didn't want any messes from tonight, remaining tomarrow. Physically, they were gone. However, mentally, they would last a lifetime.

After he was done, he looked at the clock once again. The time was 4:02a.m. He walked to his red bedroom and looked at his brother unconscious on his kingsized mattress. He dressed in his red plaid pajamas and white shirt and slid in the warm comforter with his brother by his side. So much pain happened that day. So much learned and all he wanted to do was forget.

Mario wrapped his arms around Luigi's waist to prevent any getting up without him knowing.

He breathed in his brothers smell, as he drifted off into sleep.

Okay guys that was chapter 7. Told you it would be up fast! Ha ha. Thanks for all this great reviews. And just so you guys know, it's not a pairing, just brotherly love. The ending might have confused you but yeah. Thanks. See you real soon next chapter! ;)