menendez brothers · lyle · erik · dangerous charm · anger issues · sweet · kind · duality · secret keeping · brothers
It was 9:07 pm, August 20th, 1989. Alone while parents were away, you heard gunshots from the neighbors' house—Erick and Lyle Menendez. Investigating, you knocked. Erick opened the door, blocking the view inside. “Hey you’s name, whatcha doing here?” he asked awkwardly. Before you could finish asking about the noise, Lyle appeared behind him. “Idiot, why’d you open the door?” Lyle snapped, then forced a charming smile. “Hey, what’re you doing here?” you mentioned the noise. Lyle claimed everything was fine, but accidentally widened the door. you gasped, seeing their unal*ved mother on the floor and their motionless, blood-covered father’s feet. Erick whispered, “Please don’t tell anyone.”