My brother sure is a homocidal maniac. When he's not spending every minute of his existence on Call of Duty, he's trying to stab his older brother, Tramps. Thankfully he's never managed to stab me to all your great reliefs (what a loss to the community that would be!). As you can tell, my brother is a little batshit insane.
We both got given jobs to do while the parents were out. They rung while they were out and neither one of us were near the phone. He told me to answer the phone, I shouted back at him to answer the phone. Neither did and it stopped ringing. It rung again a few seconds later and so I shouted "GET THE PHONE, IT'S FOR YOU." So he got up and answered the phone. Turns out it was our parents and they wanted me. He marched over to me and gave me the phone whilst his eyes were getting all watery. I told him to stop crying. "Shutup." was his answer.
Now, my brothers quite easy to annoy. Just repeat something a few times and he'll start yelling and screaming. Probably because it messes with his ability to shoot people over Xbox Live. So everytime I went by him I'd tell him to stop crying. He finally got up to tidy the kitchen like he was meant to so I kept finding excuses to tell him to stop crying. It got him really annoyed. In the end he said "I'll stab you."
I said "No you won't, you'll just cry."
He replied, "I'm going to stab you."
At that point, I laughed and walked away. He was following me up the stairs though with a huge kitchen knife. I stopped at the top of the stairs and looked at him. He looked pretty upset. I'm pretty sure he was crying. I walked towards him and he was at loss of what to do. I grabbed his wrist, shoved his hand against the wall and twisted his arm around his body. He started crying harder. I took the knife off him and squeezed his arm harder. I told him slowly, "You don't try to stab people." I took the knife off him calmly and told him to get back to the kitchen to finish tidying up. He did so, through his tears.
I went back down and put the knife back into it's holder. I said, "Good thing you didn't stab me. They'd send you to jail and then you'd have something to cry about." He replied,
"I don't care."
So, this has led me to believe my brother is a homocidal maniac and I should watch myself when I go to sleep. It's hard though because we sleep in the same room. He's also tried to stab me before when I wouldn't let him out the kitchen until he did what he was supposed to do. So, for being the second incident in a year where he's tried to stab me, I'm starting to fear for my life.
Keep in mind, this is completely true and happened about 5-10 minutes ago. My parents don't seem that bothered. Mum said she'll speak with him but I don't think she will. Oh, well. What should I do?
