UNKNOWN POV

I saw him running again down the street. The boy with the brown hair, he was crying yet he was still beautiful. I had a pretty good idea of what had made my angel cry, Phil... my brother. Some day that boy would be mine, i thought  to myself as i drank the rest of my beer.

I don't even think Phil remembers i'm his brother, so it's important he never finds out. I will keep it as my little secret. I'm simply Martin the high school drop out...