Oh, Marcel!

Hi Love, I'm Harry.

~Ember~

"Tell us what's going on." The house was cold so I brought my blanket in and Jimmy was going to get more. He didn't see a reason to keep the heat on if he spent his nights at my house and his mother was away on business.

Marcel was huddled next me on the couch, his tears had stopped, but his voice was quivering when he spoke.

"I-I came home from school and my mom was there. Mrs.Slovak had left, my mom gave Mrs.Slovak her car as a payment."

"What Marcel? A payment? I thought she was just visiting." Jimmy says coming back with blankets. Marcel looks to me and shrug my shoulders. He should know that I tell Jimmy everything.

"That's w-what I thought, but apparently n-not."

"Okay, keep going." I urged and grabbed his hand as Jimmy wrapped a blanket around him. Marcel looked so small, like a child. He wasn't his normal nearly 6 feet tall self.

"So, then she told me she had something to share. She demanded that I make her tea and then she told me about Harry." Marcel tightens his grip on my hand.

Jimmy looks at our hands, but he doesn't seem to be bothered by it.

"Anyway, basically they gave him away because they could only afford one of us and well he's my twin. You we're right, Ember.'" He hiccups. "They sent him to London so he would have a better life and well look at him now on top of the world!"

I look at him sympatheically.

"Marcel, I think you have the better life." Jimmy nods in agreement.

"How? He's got fame, fourtune and friends!" He is nearly breaking my hand, I try not to yelp.

"You have us."

"Jimmy, how can I have you all the sudden? After all those years of torture from you and Johnny! How am I supposed to believe that you're my friend now? Because Ember says so?" I try to pull my hand away and Marcel lets me go.

"Marcel, do you what it's like to be controlled?" Jimmy simply asks, unaffected by Marcel's outburst.

"Yes."

"Good then you understand what it's like to be under someones power. I was only friends with him because he was all I had. Marcel you remember back in grade school, we were all friends. But then something happened to Johnny over the summer and he swore me to secrecy."

"Oh but see I'm supposed to trust you, but you are sworn to a friend who doesn't even like you? Makes a lot of sense Jimmy." Marcel spits. My head is going back and forth between the two, my eyes not knowing which one to rest on.

"It doesn't make a lot of sense if you put it that way. However I would rather you guys not know at all. I don't want you to have to know the things he's done." Jimmy says and then realizes he has said too much leaving the mind to wander.

"But will you tell someday?" I pipe up, trying to lighten the mood.

"Maybe." Jimmy responds and looks at the rug.

Marcel huffs.

"Now Marcel, is Harry living with you now?" I place my hand on his shoulder.

"Yes."

I run my hand through his curls.

Ember stop, your boyfriend is right there. Yet Jimmy was paying no attention. Marcel doesn't move as you start to rub his back.

"I want us to start over Marcel. Okay?"

"Really?" Marcel's eyes brighten as he dries his face with the back of his hand.