I (M18) called the police and the ambulance on my brother (M16) for suffocating my mother accidentally from a mental breakdown she had and believes that she “over exaggerated” he left the house but went 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 isn’t in the blame and shifts the blame or take excuses to others and I (M18) “treat him badly” despite causing mental abuse me, my younger brother and my own mother. My mother hasn’t been the best parent around my early childhood and has regretted on the “discipline” she gave when I and my brother were very little and is now a much better parent as she grew older and recently divorced my dad and he is living in a new home My little brother (M13) sees my brother as an influence and is imitating the responses he makes to me or my mother

Around 20 days ago my brother decided to move my stuff out of our shared room because I haven’t been there for weeks. I didn’t care too much until he started to move my bed out of the room in the most careless way not caring about his surroundings and breaking the bed frame.My mother told him to be careful. He shouted me for help but I was in the bathroom taking a dump. He then shouted at my little brother for help but my little brother (M13) was really thin and couldn’t lift the bed with my brother. My brother started screaming at my little brother when he refused to help and my little brother screamed back at him. The screaming turned into physical. And my brother ,who was more stronger and bigger then me and my younger brother, started to repeatedly punching him down. My mother started to scream to stop but it only made him more angry. So then I rushed out of the toilet and into my little brother’s room holding my brother back and he started punching me back but I kept holding him. Eventually he stopped and he walked away from the situation. Fortunately, my little brother didn’t suffer from any bad injuries.

After that, my brother started to move the bed downstairs. My brother started to shout out his pessimistic views on me and my little brother “calling how useless we are in life” My brother told us “that he is sick of us” and then carelessly started to drop the bed on the stairs onto me and my mum had to prevent it from damaging any of the furniture in the small hallway my family has. He started to shout negatively towards us once we were moving the bed downstairs and into the extension that was built recently. Once that was done I was grabbing the bed boxes that were thrown by my brother and placed them into the bed. My brother then went downstairs and started to berate my mother of how “bad of mother she is” for making me weak” and wishing he had brothers who were similar to himself” He started huffing and puffing and it looked like he was starting to become violent. I tried to reason to him but he didn’t want to listen and wanted me to leave him alone which I did. A silence went on for quite a while and 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 to apologise to me and my little brother for saying those negative things to about us. But he shouted at her saying “They deserved it” My brother then called my mother a “Liar” repeatedly louder and louder until she had a mental breakdown. I ran upstairs to check on my mother once I heard a muffled scream and saw him aggressively holding hands onto my mother’s mouth. I shouted “LET GO OF HER” and he let go of her. I tried to comfort my mother by hugging her and my brother started calling me weak saying that “you can’t lift her, you stupid guy”. I then noticed my mother’s mouth was open and she was breathing strangely. She had blood on her mouth. She then quietly whispered to call the ambulance and my brother told me to not do that . I went outside so my brother didn’t know what I was doing I then dialled 999 and explained the situation I witnessed and they were sending the police towards our home. Couple of minutes pass, and two officers came out of their van and towards our house.

I explained the situation to them and they went in and took my brother away from her. He wasn’t doing anything bad to her but kept a watch on her. They handcuffed my brother and took my brother downstairs into the living room and started to interrogate him. One officer was questioning my mother about the situation that has happened. Then one the officers came to me and started to question on what I witnessed and I explained what I saw. Then the officer went back to question my mother again. Once it was over the officers came to me and told me what happened. They told me that my mother was alright and offered her the ambulance and she was better from that situation and didn’t need it. The police found that she was taking anti-depressants pills meaning that was likely why she suffered a mental breakdown. My brother wasn’t taken away because my mother didn’t tell them the full details specifically not telling them that he suffocated her by putting his hands on her. The police told me that was a good thing I did and told me that I should separate them for today and told me if it happens again I should call the police.

In the aftermath, I comforted my mother and she told me “I did the right thing” and as for my brother he didn’t talk to me for the rest of the week. As time went on I came home from school and my mother was going to her job. She stopped me and told me that “My brother is kind and he didn’t mean it” I believed my mother was denying that he wasn’t a bad child but was misunderstood on what he done to her” and she told me if the police called me again on how was my brother like in that situation I should lie and say that he didn’t mean to do that. (They haven’t called me yet so I don’t know if I should tell the truth or not even if I’ll disappoint my mother). My brother started to despise me and treated me like garbage calling me “mentally stupid” and also “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. In the next week, my brother moved out of the house and lived with our dad after it happened. As for my mother, he told her that she “over exaggerated” and disgustingly mimicked her suffocating Once the day of him leaving came, my mother wanted him to say goodbye to her and wanted a kiss and hug from him. But he didn’t want that. My mother then told him “ to not to come back to this house until he apologises to her and starts to forgive her. But my brother didn’t do that and left the house with my dad. Ever since then my brother came back two times once for Eid and one today. My brother still hated me and threw my revision books away today claiming that the bedroom (I took once he left) was still his even though his belongings were gone. He wanted me gone from my room and I refused to do so. He then took the phone away from my mother and then I told him “ give her back the phone and then I’ll leave” and which he did. I was so mad and began to absolutely HATE him. I kept calling my dad privately to not bring him here and I’ll try again tomorrow threatening that I’ll call the police again.

Thats it so far so AITAH for calling the police making my brother’s relationship turn sour and threatening to calling the police again.

Thank you for reading.