I woke up the next morning and looked around the room
Normal but Kita looked terrible
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He looked exhausted even though he'd slept just as well as I did that day
I sighed and decided to let him sleep in, just this once
I did my morning routine and got dressed
I grabbed my cloths and looked at Kita's spray cans
I looked at the ingredients of each one and saw one that caught my eye
'Carbon monoxide?'
I narrowed my eyes and glared at Kita
Was he getting hurt by the spray cans he used because of when they were made out of
I sighed and put the cans back where they were and frowned
'Why does Kita never tell me when he's hurting? I'm his twin......'
I looked down at Kita and stroked his hair to the side
He didn't have a fever or anything but he didn't look healthy to me
I shook him lightly and watched his sleepy eyes open and glance around the room before he looked up at me
"Cita?...where are we?" Kita asked
"In our room?" I chuckled playfully
"Our room? Where's mum? And sita?" Kita asked quickly sitting up
Sita was our sister, she was two years younger then us and she was or reason for fighting in the gang, to protect her
"Their at home" I sighed not understanding what he was getting at
"Where are we?" Kita asked again gripping my collar in a pleading manner
"Kita? Are you feeling okay?" I asked feeling his forehead again for any sign of fever
Nothing
Kita started staring at me like he was pleading me and he looks so confused and tired, I couldn't help but feel bad for my twin even if I didn't understand what he was going on about
"Where are we Cita...please where are we?" Kita pleaded
"We in our room at the camp, remember WIB sent us here" I tried to explain without worrying him further
I saw Kita flinch and his face turned into what looked like he was in pain
I saw Kita's hands flinch and move from my collar to his stomach as he fell off the bed and onto the floor on his side after I had reflexively moved backwards to avoid getting hit
I kneeled next to him and stroked his hair to try and calm him down
Kia was breathing heavily and he looked like he was in pain and struggling to breathe
