Jesper
‘Info on which bar would have helped while I'm looking for him.’ Jesper thought
Jesper decided to narrow it down between a few bars and went to them. The second bar he went to he saw his brother sitting down and drinking.
Jesper took a seat beside his brother, Maximus and said
“We need to talk Max.”
“It’s good to see you too jesper.” His brother said rolling his eyes, his breath reeking of alcohol.
“I get how you feel right now but this isn’t the way to solve it. You are causing your daughter pain Max.” Jesper said trying to get through to him
“That brat? What about her?”
”She isn’t a brat brother. And you shouldn’t be treating her the way you are.”
“I treat her fine.”
“You calling her a brat says otherwise.”
“I give her food and a roof over her head. She doesn’t need anything else.”
“She should have more than that. She should also be treated properly, how you are treating her doesn’t sound fine, and with how you say that you sound like an abuser.” Jesper snapped glaring at his younger brother.
“I wasn’t aware you were her father. Oh wait you're not. I am. I can treat her how I see fit.”
“No you cannot treat her how you see fit. Abusing her is not right!”
“I’m not abusing her!” Max yelled.
“You didn’t deny it a second ago, and you just said you can treat her how you see fit.” Jesper said lowering his voice not wanting to cause a scene, but failing as a few eyes turned in their direction.
“That doesn’t mean I harm her!”
“Then why did she come to my house with bruises?” Jesper said sick that his brother would lie about that
“She’s clumsy.” He said taking another sip of alcohol
“She didn’t trip once when she came over here. She looked very graceful.” Jesper pointed out his voice filled with slight annoyance
“She fell down the stairs earlier.”
“Would she say that if I asked her the same question?”
“She better.” Max grumbled taking another shot
“So you do abuse her then?” Jesper asked
“I never said that.”
“You just said she better say that which makes it sound like you want her to be lying.” Jesper pointed out getting sick of his brothers bullshit
“You read too into things big bro.”
“I’m just pointing out the obvious. Do you abuse her?”
“No I don’t.”
“Do you have any proof you don't or are you just going to keep lying?” Jesper questioned.
“My word should be enough for you.”
“You are currently drunk and your kid ran away due to problems at home. You have also stated things that sound like abuse.” Jesper pointed out
“And you'll believe a child over your brother?” Max snapped
“All she said was there are problems going on Max. I just want to make sure you're not hurting her.” Jesper snapped back at his brother.
“I’m not harming her, she's fine.”
“Then why did she run away from you?”
“She’s dramatic.” max said dismissively
“I’m not leaving until you tell the truth.” Jesper said
“I’ve only hit her a few times.” He admitted setting down his drink.
“Thank you for the truth but why would you do that?”
“I got mad. I don’t even remember why.”
“That’s because you're always drunk and getting mad at her for no reason but because you can.” Jesper pointed out
“I don’t try to harm her.”
“Well it ends up happening anyway you need to control your temper and drinking your sorrows away won't help.”
“It distracts me, jesper.”
“I know but it’s not going to help you forever and it’s not good for you.”
“It’s helped me so far.”
“That doesn’t mean that it will. And in return you're hurting your daughter.
“I’m trying my best jesper.”
“I know you are. But alcohol isn't the right solution. It’s ok to grieve.”
“I’m trying to stay strong for her.”
“I’m sure what she sees is you inflicting your pain on her.” Jesper pointed out
Max let out a sigh, looking down at the liquid in front of him.
Jesper got off of his chair and patted his brothers back “Let me know if you need any help Max.” Then he started walking back out the door.