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The Prank and the Aftermath

My idiot brother pranked my girlfriend by replacing her narcolepsy medication with a fake placebo. She fell asleep while driving, crashed, and had to be hospitalized, but my parents sided with my brother.

About two years ago, at a family gathering, my brother made an insensitive joke towards my girlfriend about her narcolepsy. She called him out on it, and he felt offended.

As revenge, he pranked her by replacing her narcolepsy medication with fake placebos. The very next day, my girlfriend got in her car and due to the fake medication, fell asleep behind the wheel.

Thankfully, nobody was in front of her, but she crashed into a guard rail at an estimated speed of 40 mph. She was rushed to the hospital, and that’s when I got a call informing me what happened.

The police said she was facing jail time for reckless driving. I soon got the call from my brother. He said he felt guilty for what happened and would like to say sorry.

I had no idea what he meant, so I questioned him, and he stammered. He eventually admitted to swapping the medication out, and I absolutely went off on him.

My girlfriend was fighting for her life and facing prison, all because he felt offended after being rightfully called out. I immediately started brainstorming ways to prove my girlfriend’s innocence.

I started contacting every family friend at the gathering to ask if they had seen anything. Luckily for me, someone said he saw my brother Jack messing with my girlfriend’s meds but he didn’t see him actually doing anything. This was evidence that could be credible.

While my girlfriend was in the hospital, I took her meds and sent them to get tested. It was proved that these meds were indeed not her narcolepsy meds; they were just sugar pills.

When my girlfriend woke up, I told her everything. To say she was traumatized was an understatement.

Luckily for us, my girlfriend got out of jail time, but somehow my brother did too after the whole legal dispute was settled. I was torn between disbelief and rage regarding what my brother did.

It was one thing for him to make his usual off-color jokes, but to actually sabotage my girlfriend Jessica’s medication, that was a level of hate I never would have expected from my own brother. As much as I wanted to believe it was a sick joke or some kind of mistake, the truth was staring me in the face, and I couldn’t ignore it.

I remember the moment it all clicked. It was late at night, and I was sitting in the living room with Jess. She was still shaken from the accident.

The bruises on her arms were fading, but her eyes still looked terrified. We were talking about how she could have fallen asleep despite taking her medication as prescribed.

I could see the fear in her eyes; she feared not being able to trust her own body anymore. I still didn’t want to believe that my brother did this to her, but there was no denying the truth.

He was angry that she had called him out in front of everyone, so he decided to teach her a lesson. A lesson that nearly cost her her life.

That night I couldn’t sleep. I kept running through every memory I had of Jack.

I thought about the times we’d spent together as kids, the stupid pranks we pulled on each other, the arguments that always ended with us laughing. But now all I could think about was how he could have unived the woman I love, all because he couldn’t handle being called out for his behavior.

The next day I decided I needed to confront him. I couldn’t just let this slide. I needed to hear from his own mouth why he did it and if he even understood the gravity of what he’d done.

So I drove over to his apartment; my heart pounded in my chest from nerves and anger the entire way. I didn’t know what I was going to say, but I knew I couldn’t let him get away with this.

When I got there, Jack opened the door with his usual grin, like nothing was wrong. As soon as he saw the look on my face, his smile faded; he knew why I was there.

I immediately asked him if he messed with Jess’s medication. He didn’t answer at first; he just looked at me, and his eyes darted around.

This was the first time in this whole debacle I had confronted him like this. Every other time I was too busy either staying at my girlfriend’s hospital bed or trying to prove that he did it. I never had the time to just confront him like a man.

He stood there blankly, then sighed and admitted what he’d done. He said he wanted to scare her and make her think twice before mouthing off again.

He hadn’t just scared her; he almost took her life from her. He claimed that it wasn’t supposed to go that far and eventually apologized.

But I couldn’t take it anymore; ‘so sorry’ didn’t cut it. I told him what he did was unforgivable.

He told me I was selfish for cutting him off for one mistake and tried to convince me that I was overreacting. I couldn’t keep him in my life after this.

I turned, walked out of his apartment, and slammed the door behind me. I didn’t trust myself to stay in that room for another second without doing something I’d regret.

As I drove home, my mind was racing.