So I went home to Canada for Thanksgiving. Ironic I know...
Tonight is my last night up here before I head home to California. I was suppose to spend the night over my brothers house, as I have been the last two nights, but he just called me and told me the strangest story...
He basically asked me if I could crash over my fathers house because he and his live-in boyfriend got into a physical fight the night before I arrived and hadn't settled it... I guess it started with a silly tiff at the grocery store and ended with my brother getting a little pissy and locking himself in a room at their house. His BF came home and wouldn't leave em alone. Knocking on the door and trying to provoke him verbally. I guess my brother came out of the room pretty pissed and shoved his BF. One thing led to another and they threw fists. The first night I got there my brothers ear was a little bloddy but he said he got caught on the car door.
Over the last 3 days I've been partying with them and haven't seen anything to indicate any problems with them. I'm good friends with his BF. I love the guy and am having problems believing all this.
According to my brother it was mutual combatants. Having been his brother for all these years I don't think he would lie. As kids we threw down a few times...
Just having trouble taking this in right now. He asked me not to tell my father... He's my brother and I believe him... but damn...