Real or un-real?

Who Was He?

(The next day)

I got up out of my bed, and went down stairs. I walked into the living room to see Michael watching TV. I instantly tensed up. I didn't want to face, any of his crap so I keep walking. I was almost in the kitchen until I heard Michael.  "Bre?!" Michael said smiling hugging me. I was shocked and looked at him confused. He looked at me and raised his eye brow. "W-What's the matter?" He said looking at me. "I-I..." I looked down, and sighed. I was confused. Was this the same Michael that yelled at me? Was this the same Michael that bruised my wrist? Michael looked at me and frowned.

"Bre? What's wrong?" He looked at my wrist. "Who did t-that?" He said almost in tears. "Y-You....did" I said wiping my check as tears flow down. He shook his head at looked at me. "Bre? I w-wasn't here yesterday... I was gone all d-day" He said thinking and then looking at me. "Yes you were!!!!" I said furiously. Why was he acting like he didn't know?!

"No... Bre.. Did I seem really angry and Cocky?" He said shaking his head like he new something. "Y-Yes" I said stepping back and looking at him. "Bre. That wasn't me.." Michael said looking around the kitchen. "That was my t-twin" He said groaning. "You don't have a twin!" I said  rolling my eyes. "Spiritually I do" He said looking at me. Michael reach for me and I jerked back. Was he telling the truth?