The Littlest Way.

As I sat on the couch on Jeph's bus one of many interviewers to come sat next to me. She had a tape recorder in one a cigarette in the other. Jepha was filming it. This is going to be a book and documentary on my life and my brothers. "I have footage if you'd like." I said. She nodded as if to say play it. I did. "You're pathetic." The voice spat. "Fuck you." A younger me said. I cringed at the sounds of him kicking and punching me. The noises I made really got to me. I touched my now unbruised arms.