Him

"I'm sorry"

"Please." He beggs softly. I can't say no. Still a bit unsure I nodd and get up and climb over him into his bed. I still keep distance to him but share the cover.

"Sleep well boys." Justice sais and leaves. After some minutes I hear Marcus lightly snoring and realx a bit.

I can't sleep. All these questions in my head. Why did Mom not check on us after Dad hurt us like she usually does? Is she hurt too? What happens if Marcus finds out about my feelings for him? What would be diffrent when I would tell him?

My tought get interrupted by Marcus putting his arm around my waist and pulling me closer. His bteath tickles in my neck. I feel how I start to get hard by his touch.

Suddenly he moves his arm a bit more down to the begining of my boxershorts. He stays there. Like out of nowhere he turns me around that I'm facing him.

"Your awake!" I say in shock. "Yes I'm awake." He chuckles. "Could you please let go of me." I begg and try to get away from his tight grip. Instead of letting me go he pulls me closer to him and tightens his grip around my hips.

"Martinus, is there anything you wanna tell me?" He asks softly. His face only a few centimeters away from mine.

"N-no." I stutter. "Are you sure?" He asks again. I shake my head and look away from his eyes. His dark-brown eyes. I get lost in whenever I look deep into them.

"Martinus, do you feel something for me. Like more than just brothers or twins do?" He asks carfully. I have to swallow hard.

"Don't you think I relized that you got hard everytime I changed or was half-naked infront of you. Or your jealous looks when I made out with Amanda. We used to cuddle and cry together after Dad beat us up. From one day to the other you wanted a bed for yourself and stopped cuddeling with me." He sais hurt.

"I-I'm sorry." I say fast and get up. Without changing I run out of the room and downstairs. I put on my shoes and just run. I run as far away as my feet can carry me.

He knew about my feeling for so long and said nothing. Is this good or bad? I don't stop running as tears stream down my cheeks.

Marcus' p.o.v
He just got up and ran away. He propably only went into the bathroom. Maybe I was a bit to directly. I should talk to him again and try to apologize.

I get up and walk to the bathroom but the door is open and no Martinus to be seen. I get down and check the livingroom, the garden, the basement and the room under the roof.

He is nowhere. I start to get more worried and tears start falling down my face. I start looking for my Mom. I find her sitting on her bed next to Dad. "What do you want idiot." Dad sais annoyed. "Don't talk to him like that." Mom sais fast. "Marcus what's wrong?" She adds.

"M-martinus ran a-away." I sobb. "Well who cares about him. One child less to feed." Dad sais still annoyed. "He is my twin and your son you should be ashamed to even think like this." I yell and regret it in the same second. He turns around and places his fist on my face. I fall to ground sobbing.

Mom helps me to get up again. "Don't you touch him again." Mom sais mad and carries me, like a baby, out of the room. 

"Okay now tell me what happend between you and Martinus." Mom sais as we enter mine and Martinus' room.