Here We Go Again..

So recently, my brother and his girlfriend moved in. I thought it would be okay because I got along with his girlfriend and him, but not so much anymore. My brother started being psycho and started screaming, threatening me and my mom. Making fun of my little brother for being asian (i am as well). I threatened to call the cops for the safety of my family and him needing to be removed. His dumb girlfriend started rumors with my family trying to turn them on me. Saying I messaged her stuff and that she was going to beat my ass. At this point, my brother had managed to call me every name that hurt me most; fat, lazy, lardass, lowlife, waste of a human life. And I had tried to stop cutting, until he started this. Its been going on for a week now and my dad is probably going to let them stay. His girlfriend wanted to be childish and unfriend me and my mother on facebook. Ouch that really hurt *sarcasim* And to this day she is still using my mom and dad for their money. Instead of getting my new bed, my dad gave it to them, instead of going to get new clothes which I desperately needed we bought her some, my mom bought her hair dye to fix her hair and it wasn’t the cheap kind either, she bought her stuff for her room, her personal womanly products. We got them everything for them to start new. This is what they get back? She ruined my hair when I dyed it because I was foolish to let her dumbass do it, now my $150 comforter my aunt got me before she passed is ruined. A day or two ago, my brother and me got into an arguement because he is taking advantage of my mom and taking her credit card and buying monsters and stuff. He screamed at me to kill myself, that life would be easier and my parents relationship would finally work with my dumbass gone. My mom sat there and didnt say anything. He told me to kill myself twice and I screamed maybe you’ll get your wish prick. It hurt me and my mother didnt do anything about it. Didnt even tell my dad and my dad works in New York monday through friday, comes hoome on Friday at 10 and leaves on Sunday morning. My brother threatened to tell my dad lies and make sure my dad believed it was our faults. If my dad lets him stay, I dont know what I will do. He needs to leave or I will. Need it be in a body bag or to a familys house. I have been in my room for 5 days straight not even kidding because if I go to any room in my house but my bedroom he will start shit. My dad is being more of a father to her than is own kids and giving her hugs and not even hugging us goodbye. My little brother sat up with me all night giving me every reason why I shouldnt be dead, that he would have noone here that understands him like I do. My other older brother was upset that I didnt tell him that our brother was telling me to kill myself. He knows Im severly depressed and suicidal. Thinking about suicide is becoming more routine each day..