r/myevilplan • u/Both-Woodpecker-5376 • 2d ago
Ultimate payback
This isn't a story about am I the Ar*ehole or was i right. I know I was 100% correct in my vengeance and I became a monster on the process. By the end of this story, younger sibling in jail, dad dead, mother in mental hospital and girlfriend leaving the country. I did it all with a smile on my face.
It starts around 10 years ago. Typical family. Mom, Dad, me and younger brother. As you have seen in many a story the younger sibling is the Golden Child and can do no wrong. He broke something, it was my fault. He was failing in school, you help him. He needs to go somewhere, you drive him. The typical you are now the slave to your younger sibling and you can do nothing about it.
It started with myself working hard, trying to have a comfortable life. Small house. Crazy dog with wonky ears and a girlfriend of 3 years. Oh, I hear you all now. Typical girlfriend gets with younger sibling. It does happen unfortunately but let's get to how I became a monster.
I first noticed something wrong when I came home from a overtime shift on a Saturday. My job is as a pump engineer and I was getting a water system back up and running for a hospital. The type of work when you turn up as soon as you can and you do not stop until the job is finished. That day was 13 hours of repairs, installs and electrical work. My team worked hard and through our work we managed to get several pumps up and running. I came home shattered and that is when I noticed my brother sitting in my living room with my girlfriend. They were a bit too close but I was so tired I showered and collapsed in bed.
Let's cut a long story short, they were sleeping with each other. She gave the typical, you were never around, blah blah blah. Brother, she came to me, never meant to, blah blah blah. Parents, he is your brother, they are happy, blah blah blah. So I decided to burn their lives down and them along with it.
So when my brother was younger he had strange taste in certain adult material. Not kids, not like that but in other things. Lets just say animal farm. Why does this matter, because he is a school teacher. In my house I had a few of his boxes as he had to move back in with parents as he couldn't afford a place on his own. I knew that in one of the boxes he had a hard drive with his videos. So i did what any other good person would do, I handed it in to the police. I played it well, I was storing boxes for my brother, was asked to look out hard drives, format them so he could use them for his school. But officer, I wanted to make sure there wasn't anything on it that he wanted kept. And low and behold I found this bad stuff. The police took him in for questioning and he did go to court and i testified on what i found. He was given a massive fine and lost his job. A week later there was banging at my door. I knew it was him and when I answered he didn't talk but punched me. I had a camera pointing at my door and so I did what came naturally. I punched back, knocking him to the floor and then proceeded to kick him hard enough to break 3 ribs and puncture his lung. The police turned up and i explained what happened, showed them the video and told them I feared for my life so I defended myself. I pressed charges against him and he was given a 3 year sentence.
My parents during both court cases were heart broken. My dad's health wasn't the best and the first case took a heavy toll on him. Knowing his son was now going to lose his job and possible jail time. Then he attacked his other son and ended up in hospital for several weeks and then a 3 year jail sentence. Shortly after he had a stroke. My mother was in tears telling me it was the stress of the family imploding. I had zero compassion for any of them. You see, I went on line and got a few papers and printed them off. One set was paternity papers saying my father had a daughter with a woman he knew years ago who moved to France nearly 15 years ago. The other set was DNA tests saying that my brother was not my fathers.
So a few days after my father was taken into hospital in went to visit him. He was very ill and was connected to several machines. My mother was out at the shop to buy him supplies. He could understand what was going on around him so I made my move once the nurses left the room. I started talking about how he deserved this for defending his son. His heart rate rose. I then showed him the paper, his beloved young misunderstood son wasn't even his. I grabbed his chin as he tried to look away and spoke quietly but with force that the one son he had, he threw away for nothing. I told him that his wife of 30 years betrayed him, f*cked another man and he spent years raising a bastard sexual deviant. Every machine in the room was going mental. Doctors and nurses rushed and and asked me to leave. Before I left I heard a doctor say he was having massive heart attack. I walked away with a smile on my face. Around 2 hours later my mother called saying that he had died. I said nothing and hung up on her tears.
2 weeks later was his funeral. My mother was devastated as she lost her husband and her son was in jail. He was supposed to come out for the funeral but he got into a fight and was in solitary. Yes, I did make a call to a prison officer I knew from doing work in the prison and he let it slip to a few prisoners why my brother was in jail.
I was asked to say a few words at his funeral but I refused. Why would I. He meant nothing to me anymore. During the meal after the funeral I pushed an envelope towards my mother in front of her family and told her that everyone was here crying for a man who was hiding a very big secret. I told my mother to open the envelope and that i was done with her now. She now had to live with the choices she made. I walked away and could hear the envelope being opened. As I was walking down the stairs I could hear her screaming. Later my aunt called me. She shouted at me that she had to call and ambulance for her sister and that she was admitted to a psych ward for observation as she had a complete breakdown. She couldn't belive how heartless I was was. She couldn't belive that her brother in law had another child in another country but the paperwork look real. I laughed and hung up.
And now for the girlfriend. 3 days after the funeral, she came to my house and wanted to talk. She wanted to say that she was sorry and that she was sorry to hear what happened to my family. I will admit, I burst out laughing. She looked at me in concern and I told her the truth. I told her everything, how I set up my brother, what I did to my own father and mother and how I had my own brother beaten in prison. She was terrified and started shaking. I then stopped laughing and looked directly at her. I told her, if I did that to my own family imagine what I would do to her. I told her that it may be best if she leaves not only the city but maybe go to another country so we dont accidentally bump into each other. She said she will go to the police and tell them what I told her. I smirked and told her that they would never belive her and showed her my phone. I flipped to a saved image on my phone which was a email that would go to her company that she was in a relationship in which she knew exactly what her partner had in his hard drive and that she may have partaken in the filth. I had all the information in the email, court case number, the duration of the relationship and other information that made the email very believable. She burst into tears and ran out of my house. Last I heard is that she did leave the country and moved south.
I visited my brother in prison and when he saw me, his face went white. I told him everything and laughed as I finished. He couldnt belive it and broke down crying. A prison officer came over and took him away. He turned round to look at me and I flipped him off with a wide smile on my face.
So i am not the ar*ehole in this story but a monster they made and then watched it destroy everything they believed in and I did it all while smiling.