I got a call from the Police Department at 2:30 this morning. I was in disbelief when I heard the news, they said my car got into an accident. So I got out of bed to check outside and true enough the other car is missing from the garage. I remember my brother borrowing the car earlier around 11:30 PM, said he was just going out to buy some cigarettes from the nearby 7 Eleven. Now at 2:30 AM, what was my brother doing out there on Highway 84? A place where he doesn’t need to be, as it’s a highway in the middle of nowhere.
So I put some descent clothes on, then called my mom and sister. My brother-in-law was still up and I asked him to accompany me to the site. While we were on our way, my brother called and confirmed the accident. He was fine, but still shaky. Half hour later, we got to the area where the accident occured. My brother was standing in the cold and I handed him a fleece blanket. He hugged me right away and kept on saying, he was sorry.
To be honest, I was thinking of hitting him or giving him a much deserved kick on the balls. But when I saw his pitiful face, my heart melted and was just thankful that he was alright. He had some bruises and claimed he’s experiencing chest pain from the seat belts. But other than that, he was feeling fine. I found out from him that he took my car out to go drifting. I don’t know exactly what it is, but my brother-in-law said that it’s some sort of stunt or maneuver. That a deer came out of nowhere, he tried to avoid it, car went in circles, hit another car, then the bushes and last but not least, hit a concrete pole.
I handed my insurance information to the other party involved and gave my agent a call to make them aware of the accident. True enough, they informed the cops and sent us a tow truck. The car was smashed on both sides, three tires flat and the car wouldn’t run either. The damage is huge, I don’t even want to look at it. Only had that car for less than a year and looks like it’s beyond repair now.
After exchanging drivers and insurance information, then the car towed away, we decided to head home. I was silent during our commute, while my mother was on the phone giving my brother a lecture. I was tired and didn’t want to react at that moment. I was afraid that I couldn’t control myself, and may end up saying words that I’d regret after. I need to focus of my next course of action. I was glad to see my brother safe, but that doesn’t erase the fact he did something wrong.
Then this morning while having breakfast, I decided to break my silence. I told my brother that accidents do happen from time to time. But this mornings event could have been avoided, if not for someone who took my car so late at night; just so that he can show off! I’ve decided (and he is aware) to take my brothers name off as one of the authorized drivers. Which means, he’s only allowed to use the car in his name. But since he doesn’t have one either, he’ll have to find his way around and take the bus. He’ll also have to pay the $500 deductible before the mechanic starts doing the necessary repairs.
I know! You thinks it’s a harsh punishment. I do love him with all my heart, but he doesn’t seem to give it that much importance. He’s almost 30 and still has the mind of a teenager. I just had to put a stop and didn’t bother listening to any of his excuses. Mom pleaded in his behalf, but not even her can put a stop to my decision. I was firm and I’m not negotiating! Those are my terms and conditions, end of discussion. And if he doesn’t follow through — someone’s need to move along and find himself a new roof to put on top of his head. And it’s not a threat either, more like facts waiting to get enforced!
We’ve given him way too many chances and pardoned him way too many times. Only to be betrayed and made to believe that he’ll change. Maybe, desperate times does call for desperate measures. And that sometimes, in as much as it’s cruel. But because it is the right thing to do, we need to do it anyway!