I (M18) called the police on my brother (M16) for suffocating my mother accidentally from a mental breakdown she had and my brother believes that she “over exaggerated” he left the house but came back two times and I want to call the police again if he comes back.

Context: my brother (M16) is a narcissistic who believes that he is the victim and he doesn’t believe that he is in the blame and shifts the blame to others and I (M18) “treat him badly” despite mentally abusing me, my little brother (M13) . My mother hasn’t been the best parent during my early childhood and has regretted the “discipline” she gave to me and my little brother but she has improved a lot as a parent but she is mentally weak because of my mother and has recently divorced my dad and he lives in the new house but takes care of me and my brothers needs. My little brother (M13) had influence from my brother and is imitating the way he speaks to my mother but she doesn’t mind it

The long story: Around 20 days ago my brother moved my stuff of our shared bedroom as I haven’t slept there for weeks because of his study sessions. I didn’t care to much until he moved my bed in the most careless way, breaking the bed frame and chucking the bed boxes away. My mother told him to be careful. He shouted at me for help but I was taking a dump in the bathroom. He then shouted at my little brother for help but he was really thin and couldn’t lift the bed properly. My brother started screaming for help but my little brother refused and screamed back at him. The screaming turned into physical. And my brother started to punch him a-lot and my little brother tried to block the shots but my brother was more bigger and stronger then me and my little brother so he was more dominant. My mum started to shout to stop but it only made him more angrier. I quickly rushed out of the toilet and held my brother back from him and he started to punch me but I still held him back. Eventually he stopped attacking and walked away randomly and continued to move the bed. Fortunately, my younger brother didn’t get hurt.

After that, my brother started to move the bed downstairs. My brother started to shout his pessimistic views on me and my little brother calling us “they are useless in life”. Then my brother told us how “sick of us” and he carelessly started to drop the bed onto us without taking notice on the surroundings. Me and my mum prevented the hallway furniture to get damaged on the small hallway the house has. He then shouted negatively towards us while we were moving the bed to our recently made extension. Once that was done I moved the bed boxes into the bed and once it was done my brother berated my mother of how “bad of a mother she is for making me weak” and wishing he had brothers who were similar to himself”. He started huffing and puffing towards us and it looked like he was starting to feel very violent. I tried to reason with him but he didn’t want to listen and he wanted me to leave him alone which I did. A silence went on for a while until my brother went upstairs into his room and there was some peace for some time

Around one to two hours later, my mother wanted an apology from him and wanted to him to apologise to me and my little brother. He refused and shouted “They deserved it” and then told my mother she was a “liar” and repeated it louder and louder and eventually she had a mental breakdown. I heard a muffled scream and I ran upstairs and found my brother aggressively pushing his hands into my mother’s mouth. I shouted “LET GO OF HER” and he did listen. I tried to comfort her but my brother called me weak and saying “ you can’t lift her, you stupid guy” . Then I noticed that her mouth was opened and she was breathing strangely and that she was bleeding. She whispered to me to call the ambulance. I went outside and dialled 999 and called the police and told them the situation and were sending the police into our area. Couple of minutes pass and a police van arrived with two police officers.

I explained the situation to them and they went into the house and handcuffed my brother, he didn’t do anything to my mother when i was calling the police but she was watching her, and took him downstairs to the living room. One officer was interrogating my brother and another officer was questioning my mother about the situation that has happened. Then one officer the officers came to me and asked me questions on what I saw and I told them about it and then went back to my mother again. Once it was over the police officers told me that my mother was feeling alright and that she told them she didn’t need any ambulance as she physically feeling better. The police found that she was taking antidepressants which may have increased the likelihood of a mental breakdown. My brother wasn’t taken away because my mother didn’t tell them the full details of how she almost got suffocated. The police told me it was good that I called them. They told me to separate my mother and my brother from each-other just for today and tells me if it happens again then I can call the police again.

In the aftermath, I comforted my mother and she told me that “I did the right thing” and as for my brother he didn’t talk to me for the rest of week. As the time went on, one day, I came back home from school and my mum spotted me and stopped me and told me that, “My brother is kind and he didn’t mean it”. I believed that my mum was repressing the bad memories still believing that he is a good boy. She told me that the police could call me and tell about what my brother is like and I should lie and say that he was just “misunderstood.” Luckily, they haven’t called me yet so Im not sure if I should tell them the truth or not even if it will disappoint my mother. My brother started to despise me and treated me like garbage calling me “mentally stupid” and “mentally r*******” and I was going to be “a failure in life” I didn’t take it to heart and try to ignore him. My little brother seemed to forget that situation happened to him and to us. As for my mother he told her that she “over exaggerated” and disgustingly mimicked her suffocating believing it was her fault. When my brother was going to leave our home for good to live with his dad, my mother wanted him to take care of himself and wanted forgiveness from him but he didn’t want that. My mum told him to never come back until the hatred is gone and he apologies to my mother. Ever since then, my brother came back two time. One time for Eid and another time which was yesterday. My brother still hated me so he threw the revision books out of the room claiming the room was still his ( despite him taking all of his belongings. He wanted me to leave the room so he can “ watch tv here” , I refused and he took away my mother’s phone and I told him to “ give back her phone and I’ll leave the bedroom” he gave back the phone. I was so mad and began to HATE him. I kept calling my dad privately to not bring him back here and I’ll try again today threatening that I’ll call the police again on my brother.

That’s it so far, AMITAH for calling the police making my brother relationship turn sour and threatening to call the police again today?

Thank you for reading

P.S i had to write this POST again as I forgot to put the AMITAH in the title post so spent another hour typing this. Im heading to bed now.