Chapter 6

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I lay on the floor, staring at the ceiling. Maybe this light ball like thing would crash and split open my head.

I kept staring at the luminous lights as they twinkled. I'm too dim to shine now. Honesly, I am shocked to realize Wesley let me go to school considering all what he put me through.

Fury, our eighteenth birthday sucked, didn't it?

If you consider getting beaten up and tortured like as if we were spies and being rejected on our eighteen birthday and treated like a pack slave, and getting a broom closet as a room, then yeah not only our birthday but also our life pretty much sucked.

Oh yep, true that. But Wesley didn't beat us that bad like on other days the day before our birthday. It was just a slap and a kick on the ribs. We just got two broken rib bones and a clawed  hipbone.

And don't even talk about that broom closet! I hate that place. My so called "Room". My neck always hurt cux we have to sleep whilst sitting. That place is like 3ft on height and 2ft on width. Remember how we won't be given food if we don't fit in there? Not that what we get could be called as "food". If you count chicken bones and chicken skin and left over olives and cucumbers on a plate. I honestly think the attick would've been better than that rusty old broom closet.

 I honestly think the attick would've been better than that rusty old broom closet

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A normal room would be better Dumbo Dawn. But the point is us suffering so obviously the most shitty place is what we get and the most shitty food. And I hate how we have to cook for everyone. Why didn't you just poison the food like I asked you to?

You know I can't do that. Right?

If I was a human and you the wolf, I would have poisoned those bastards.

Alas, the world is safe as long as you're confined in my mind.

Fury growled loudly.

I'm kidding.

The door of the office opened slightly and two heads peeked in.
"No, get down"

"No let me"

"No I want to see"

"Me too! I am the eldest"

"By one minute! I popped right after you!"

"No body cares!" They both started to bicker and I can tell its Brylon and his twin. I wiped my tear stained face and got up. Silently tiptoeing, I went in front of the tall red oak doors of the office and shut the door to their faces with a snicker.

"Ouch!"

"My nose"

"You're nose is like the  pyramid of Giza in a horizontal version."

"You do know you are insulting yourself right?" 

I shook my head. Figuring these two never stop bickering. I opened the door and looked at them. They both instantly stopped their banter. I raised an eyebrow.

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