My brother beat me for two years for no reason. He was my only friend. I couldn't take it so I told my parents about what was happening and they said it was my fault. They don't talk to me anymore my brother is still beating me. My only friend doesn't know how she can help me. I stood in my room about to end it when my dad walked through the door. I hid the pills and acted like it didn't happen. I can't stop from thinking about it though. I don't like to complain much but damn. I don't know what to do.