My “Golden Child” Brother Slept With My Wife And Fathered My Son. My Dad Just Rewrote His Will To Leave Him Exactly $1 While I Get $2 Million. Was I Too Harsh To Laugh In His Face When He Begged For Help?

The Turning Point

Things got progressively worse. There was a time he attempted to burn my hair when we were in high school and, shockingly, Mom sided with him, insisting he was just playing. Who plays like that, seriously?

Fortunately, Dad eventually took my side and pointed out that they had some serious issues. He threatened to call the police on Caleb. This was an eye-opening moment for my brother because, until then, he had never been reprimanded for any of his actions. He was really taken aback.

My dad continued to tell him how enough was enough and that he needed to start respecting his older brother. Later, Dad came into my room and talked to me. I had never expected my dad to support me because he always told Caleb while he was growing up how similar both of them were, which was true.

Dad told me that he had patiently waited for years for Caleb to grow up, thinking maybe he was just being an immature kid. But he was slowly starting to realize that Caleb was becoming a big bully. When I heard my dad say this, I felt so validated that I almost broke down in tears.

I confessed to my dad everything that Caleb had done to me over the years and even opened up about the bullying in school. My dad was shocked that I was going through so much. The next day, he went and talked to the principal so my bullies could be warned about severe consequences if they continued.

Later in the evening, my dad enrolled me in mixed martial arts at our local gym. He told me that I needed to man up and stand up to bullies in my life. I will admit that a nerdy kid like me trying to learn to fight must have been laughable to watch.

However, like everything in my life, I am very focused when I want to learn something. I carved out time for my studies so I could work out every day and go to the mixed martial arts classes. Not to brag, but it completely changed my life and my physique.

Standing Up

One day Caleb was at it again. He had stolen my pocket money, which we used to get if we helped our parents with doing chores. I had been saving my money for quite some time. Caleb had sneaked into my room and taken my money.

I caught him when he was about to cycle off with his friends. I firmly told him to give me back my money since he knew stealing was wrong. But Caleb snickered and taunted:

“All I could do was run to Daddy for help.”

I don’t know what came over me, but I gave Caleb a resounding punch to his face. He was stunned into silence as he fell backwards on the ground. I picked him up and took out my money from his trouser pocket and then threw him back down on the ground.

Caleb started to cry loudly like a little baby. It was comical to see a teenage boy crying on the ground. However, my mother came running out the door hearing her baby boy to help him up and find out what had happened.

When she learned that I had fought with him, she was surprised and then started to reprimand me. She told me that as an older brother I should teach better things to Caleb. While Caleb seemed to be enjoying seeing me being chastised, my mother also complained to my dad about how I had beat Caleb up and how I needed to be controlled.

My dad grimly asked both of us to explain ourselves. I told him how Caleb had stolen the money that I had worked hard for and saved up. Caleb attempted to justify how he needed the money for a date and that as my brother I should help him.

However, Dad told Caleb that he was lucky that I just punched him for stealing my money because anyone else would have called the police on him. My dad continued to tell Caleb how he had no right to take others’ things without their consent. Caleb didn’t like that and started to throw a tantrum, probably wanting our mother to side with him, but Dad remained firm.

When Caleb realized that I was not going to be punished for punching him, he screamed how much he hated me and then ran back into his room and locked himself in. Since that incident, Caleb maintained his distance from me. He had finally realized that he could not bully me anymore, and even Dad was not supporting his antics.