"Where the f*ck were you guys?!!" My dad yelled once Edward and I walked into the house.
"Emma, go upstairs now!" My twin ushered me.
I ran and locked myself in the bathroom, leaving my brother with that monster. I was a coward, I let Edward take all the beatings whilst I sat as listened to very slap, every punch, every kick...everything.
Little did I know that was the last time I saw Edward...father killed him and it was all my fault.
Why did I leave him? Why didn't I go downstairs? Why???
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*WARNING- LOTS OF ABUSE AND SELF HARM*
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.