Bourg. { A Les Twins Fan Fiction }

Ch.13:.Bienvenue

LAU POV

I called for my brother as he walked away. I have no idea what got into him, but what just happened was overwhelming. He just explode; I had a feeling he was going to after a whiles.

"Aye cuh, you good?" a boy asked me. I nodded to him in assurance. One of his friends gave me a pat on the back and they all walked behind me chuckling yelling "DAAAAAAAAMN". I wiped off the blood that had trickled down my lip and stood up, dusting the dirt off of my shirt. My shoes had scuffs all over them; they were even torn on the side. I need to know where my broder is. He could be anywhere right now. I know he angry, but I wonder if he okay. Ok, maybe I was a little too hard on him.. but he needed to hear it. He worry too much for nothing. You see what he got himself into now! I know when my twin is upset, but if I ask him he always ignore me like I not there. I quickly entered my car and zoomed passed the road to home.

I arrive at the apartment to no Larry in sight. I see the bathroom light is on, expecting my brother to be there, but I am only greeted by a large crater in the wall and blood on the side of the bathtub. I checked his bedroom and saw that his drawers were open and empty. On top of his dresser was a note that read:

J'ai besoin de temps pour moi-même. Je serai de retour dans une semaine ou deux. Ne vous embêtez pas à m'appeler ou texte moi.

(I need time to myself. I'll be back in a week or two. Do not bother to call me or text me.)

~Larry

Now I really worry for my broder. We really have nobody besides ourselves. All our family and friends don't live out here, which is why we are always together. What if he end up sleeping on the streets or in a shelter?! I need to look for my twin. I wish none of this ever happened man. I dashed into the living room, grabbed my keys, and head out the door.

SIENNA POV

I heard a soft knock at my door as I began to arise from one of my biweekly hibernation sessions. I got up and wiped my eyes as I yawned and walked to the door. I looked through the peephole and I instantly awoke. I opened my door only to see a figure standing before me with a purple eye and a crooked nose. He sighed as he opened his mouth to say something, but I quickly shushed him and walked him to my couch. I ran into the kitchen to get some frozen green beans and wrapped a cloth around it. I wet the cloth and began to clean the blood from his wounds. His body stiffened as I placed it onto his eye. I have no idea why he is here, in the condition he is. It's actually very horrific up close. He had small scratches along his right cheekbone while his swollen left one had an array of colors. It's as if someone dyed his eye with cranberry juice and grape soda. His clothes were torn up and he looked like he had just gotten attacked by a bear. I sat there, holding the frozen vegetables to his eye in silence for the next 5 minutes.

"Spill it" I commanded him as his head shot up in surprise of the broken silence. He sighed and opened his mouth yet nothing came out.

"Me and mon frere got into it.." he finally uttered under his breathe. My eyes widened in shock. When I see them they always look so happy with each other, I never realized that they were still brothers and they'd fight. "I need to distance myself away from him, I-I can't see his face right now," he told me with frustration lines on his forehead.

"You can stay here for a little while if you need to cool of-" I tried to get out before I was interrupted by him running outside. I sat on the couch puzzled until I saw him struggle to roll a large suitcase into my living room. "Please, I have nobody else," he replied to the dumbfounded look on my face. Ok I didn't mean STAY here. I don't even know the guy. He can be harboring drugs for all I know. What if he's an armed robber looking for a hideout. Or what if he doesn't flush the toilet after he pees. There were so many things that could go wrong. But I couldn't just tell him no, he looked really hurt, and he smelled pretty bad too. Do people shower in the hospital? *Mentally jots down another question to add to "Sienna's book of wat"*