Worse

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Every since that incident no one has ever been the same....everything's getting worse....it's my fault....if only I never tried anything...if only they never knew me...if only...I wish I wasn't even here...

I can't take this anymore...

Whatever I do I always mess up...they wouldn't do this to each other they're brothers...I got in the way...it's my fault...I can't...

It was only 5 am. I barely got enough sleep. I couldn't even sleep even if I tried.

My emotions were taken over me way more than every before. I just wanted to get away. That's it. And that's what I planned on doing before they know I am gone. Like anyone would care anyway.

Marcus had told me last night he'd visit the family...I-I'll just leave before then still...let them have a good time...

I packed my stuff quickly, and quietly as I could with what I could fit in my one suitcase and made my way downstairs to the front door. I stopped mid way and stood there for a good second, took a deep breath and left.

I know....I know...my heart sank into my stomach and fell into a million pieces....nothing felt right but...when did everything ever go right? Since me, Marcus, and Lucas now share their new car I knew they wouldn't mind me taking it. They usually get an uber or have someone else drive them to the airport whenever they leave back home.

As I left the drive way, slowly backing out, I turned on the car radio to somewhat calming music on my way back to where I felt...safe. I can't be in California. It's my home. And they know this is where I was born and raised and I know they'd check there first.

I'm moving back with my cousins that live in Mexico. As long as they don't find me there...I'm good

*Marcus' pov*
Today's the day!!!
I always get so excited when I know me and Lucas get to see our family. We always have a fun time together. But...something didn't feel right. Maybe I'm just hungry...

I excitedly ran down the stairs, knowing we were leaving soon and ate whatever breakfast I first found and ran back up stairs with a banana in my hand (xD like their video) and started yelling "LUCAS!!! Bro get yo!! We have to go soon."

He just rolled over in their shared bed and covered his face with the blanket.

Wow. I guess it is still bugging him about what had happened yesterday.

"If it's about this whole thing between me an..."

Lucas interrupted "don't even start." He said getting up a bit angrily, but sleepily. "I can't get over this...how am I supposed too."

I sighed and told him "all right look. We have to talk to her about it sometime. I don't like fighting with anyone. I know you're protective over her as much as I am...we have all been good friends for a long while...I don't want this to be a competition with just you and I."

Lucas walked toward him and chuckled "wait...you expect ME to just do whatever you say now...like everything is going to be ok...it always has to be about you hasn't....if you want me too talk to her fine but not for you...."

*lucas' pov*

I am not letting anyone hurt her....even if I am the cause of it....I will not let Marcus have her....

Ok...maybe I am a little prideful but I don't care..I'll do whatever it takes...

I know how my twin is..... he is not who he think he looks like he is

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