You can tell me.

Rae and her twin brother are as close as close can be, but suddenly Cory starts hiding secrets and she only wants to help him.

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1. What happened?

 

Rae. 

My heart beat fast in my chest as I stared into his eyes. His left eye, swollen, a blue and purple shadow surrounded it. “Cory, who did this?” I knelt beside my twin brother, moving a piece of dark brown hair from his forehead to get a better look at his eye. “No one Rae, I walked into a lamppost.” He muttered, turning away from me.

“You’re a terrible liar Cory and that’s the oldest lie in the book, now who did this?” I bit my lip, if Cory was getting bullied at school I would sort it out. I was his sister and would protect him no matter what. “No one, forget about it Rae.” He pushed off the floor and headed for the door, I grabbed his wrist. “Cory, please.” I begged but he just flicked my hand off and closed the door behind him.

I was hurt that Cory wouldn’t tell me if he was getting bullied. Even more hurt that he didn’t trust me enough to tell me. I am all about family; no one hurts my family without me getting involved. If my brother was being bullied I would sort that bully right out. I love my brother and all I want to do is help him, why can’t he see that? 

 

 

Cory.

I wasn’t going to tell her, it was nothing. Nothing to get her worried about. I could handle it. I am 16 years old and can handle myself. She would take a freaky if I told her the truth. He would go mental if I told her. She begged me to stay but I ignored her, slapping her hand away.

It hurt to do that to her, we were close, something stung when I never told her what happened. We shared everything, helped each other out. But I didn’t want her getting involved; he might turn on her as well. I left the room slamming the door behind me, praying she didn’t follow.

I left the house and went to grab my horse from the stable. We lived in a big house ever since mum married Jarred. She bought me and Rae a horse for our 15th birthdays and I got the chestnut mare.

She reared up when she saw my eye. “Easy Nessie, easy.” I caught hold of her reins and stroked her shoulder blades. “Easy.” I whispered to her until she was calm.

I climbed onto her and took off down the dirt track; I needed to be alone, to think. I just hoped that Rae didn’t ask any more questions. I didn’t want her getting caught up in all of this. I wanted her to continue the life we lived, where she was happy and oblivious to all the monsters in this world. 

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