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* BEFORE WE START I would just like to mention that there will no longer be any Broken Bones chapters. As the story progresses, you'll learn about their past, so there really isn't a reason to write them. I wont take them down from the last book, bc I'm lazy and some of you might have liked them idk. Just a little notice.*

Ethan...

I turned to my brothers.

"She's going to be fine, guys. She just has a fever."

Everyone visibly relaxed and the rest sighed. Even Jacob.

Aaron then gave me a look that gave me small shivers. He looked at the rest of my brother and pulled us into the living room.

"Where have you all been for the past two weeks?" He asked quickly.

"Aaron, were adults. We can be out on our own." David said.

"I know you are legally adults, but you three act like five year olds." He pointed to David, Jacob and Noah. "What if I needed you?"

"You dont." Noah snapped, and that was the end for him.

Aaron then looked at me. "You?"

"I'm alive aren't I?"

"Okay, you know what?" Aaron sucked in a breath. "Were having a family meeting! Now!"

Noah came back, knowing the consequences if he didn't.

"Guys, what is going on? Que susede? Por que no estan aqui?" He said, "Victoria is asking about you guys, and she's worrying. She doesn't deserve to worry, so dont give her any reason."

"Tell her that then." Noah said.

"Fine, then do it for me."

Everyone looked at Aaron with disbelief.

"I have been worrying. The twins are spending all their time away from us, and I dont even know where they are right now."

"They went to go fix Liams laptop somewhere." Noah said.

"And I had to get this from Noah?" Aaron rubbed his forehead, "all I'm saying, is that can we not drift apart?"

"Aaron... what are you talking about?" I scoffed. "Jacob has been going to therapy, Noah and David are going to see a therapist too, and I am trying to get a fucking job!

"You haven't been trying at all, man. You spend your time talking to that FBI man and doing nothing. Hell, I saw you at a fucking bar the other night, while I was on my way back from an interview!

"You talk about drifting apart, but your the one who hasn't been trying."

"I'm taking a break. I think after all I've done-"

"All you've done?" Jacob shouted. I glared at him and he backed down.

"Aaron, what have you done for us lately? You dragged us into this mess with cops and shit. You dragged us all to New York becuase, becuase what?" David mocked, "you never even told us why."

"You know why, Victor-"

"Oh cut the bullshit!" Noah shouted. I gave him a look too, and soon he sulked with Jacob.

"We would have been safe, and been living our lives if it hadn't been for this. What happened with that man, is done. We didn't need to get involved with him again.

"Why did you let Charles talk you into this?" I asked.

He looked around and then finally, he said, "Charles gave me hope"

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