Marcel and Me

Chapter 22

***Stephanie's POV***

Marcel inhaled deeply and smoothed his hair back with one hand even though his hair is already gelled back.

"Harry is my brother."

"Can you tell me something out of the obvious?" I smile softly.

"My parents divorced last year because my father was a drunk. Harry followed his footsteps and he drank underage. Soon enough he was using drugs and he was just out of control. He skipped classes and smoked in the bathrooms. He even went into the girls bathroom once. My mother did not want the same to happen to me and she divorced my father for not doing anything. He was too drunk to care what happened to us. Harry chose to stay with my father so he would have more freedom. Soon enough he got his own apartment in Los Angeles thinking he needed even more. I never saw him since the divorce."

Whoa. I don't know what's more suprising. That I never knew they were twins or that I never mentioned anything about LA to him.

"Marcel?"

"Yes?"

"I used to live in Los Angeles and I knew Harry. Not so much as I knew him. More like acquainted with. Anyways, this whole situation is the reason I fainted. I was just confused or homesick? I really don't know but it's all been because of this. I don't exactly know what this is but it's something and it's just my every thought. It's just he was the tough guy at school and all that and we had a project once and I went to his house and asked him something about his family and he cried and it just sort of haunted me. I didn't know what happened and I didn't know why. It just bothered me so much. I always wondered what it was that made him that way. Or what he was or is or what made him cry. I just thought you should know. I don't know why but...yeah."

Then I woke up.