Connor looked at me and his phone went off he looked at it and sighed “Sadly it’s getting late and I have a doggo at home that needs feeding.” I nodded and he got in his truck and started it up driving away I turned and jumped around like a high school girl. I ran inside and went upstairs going straight to my desk I began to draw. I heard the door open and a loud groan from my brother as my mother questioned him. I went downstairs to see my brother beat up his clothes torn and spots of dried blood. “Cole you can’t just keep doing this to me tell me where you are going and why are you covered in blood.” Cole pulled at his shirt “You think this is covered in blood?! You should have seen me the other day.” My mother scoffed as she sat down “Please I can’t do this anymore just…” My brother took his backpack from his shoulder and tossed a bundle of cash onto the table. “Cole!!! Where did you get this?!” My mom backed away from the cash as if it would explode, “I have been training all those nights coming home all bloody and beaten are paying off. You want to know what I am doing well guess what I am working what are you doing?! Sitting here talking to the fucking walls!!” My brother grabbed the cash and put it back into his backpack and threw his bag on his shoulder and stomped up to his room. "I am working my ass off to get this cash so now my ass is gonna enjoy it." When my dad died his anger hit the roof he used to be hot-headed but now my dad can’t keep him in check so he is a runaway train. Nothing I could say would help her I went back to drawing and after hours of drawing aliens and animals, I went to sleep. When I woke up I got ready for school. Looking around to see my brother gone and a note from my mother saying she went shopping. I took my dirt bike to the junkyard and walked the rest of the way. School quickly passed by and I went back to the Junkyard tying down scrap metal to my dirtbike I headed home. No plan just my mind and random ideas of strange creatures I planned to create coming and going, melting the metal together and pulling at it and creating a flower. I looked down on it and smiled remembering when I came out to my dad, "Here is that the towel, and I'm gay..." My dad didn't look up as he took the towel and wiped his face "Well, you always did like flowers and said your favorite color was the rainbow. No surprise there now hand me that wrench will ya?" I set it aside and my mom walked in. “Hey honey your phone is ringing,” I took my phone from my mother’s hand and answered it without looking to the title of the caller. “Hello?” I said leaning back and rolling a pencil on my desk, “Did you eat an Apple today?” I sat up confused hearing Connor’s voice, knowing he would somehow make a joke from that...“No?” I heard him chuckling as he tried to contain his laughter “Then that’s why I am calling cause you can’t keep away the doctor.” I shook my head as he laughed “then I decided I hate apples and I don’t want to keep the doctor away.” I heard his laughing stop, “Are you flirting with me?” I paused and my face went red and I pulled the phone away from my face trying to control myself. “Hey, so I found some cool stuff at the junkyard so meet me here.” He hung up on me and I looked at the phone. I scoffed and poked my head through the door, “Hey mom I am going to the junkyard to hang with Connor,” She looked at me and sighed “Be careful okay and your brother wanted to ask you something earlier so if he comes home can I send him your way?.” I nodded and started up my dirt bike “Bye mom Love you.” I waved and she stopped me and gestured to my helmet I took it and put it on I waved and she smiled and waved. I went down the street and down to the junkyard trees and such surrounded it and there weren’t too many houses around it. I got to the junkyard and looked around no other cars, I looked to see Connor his dark brown hair so perfectly shining in the sunlight. His blue shirt really making his eyes pop, “So I found this car,” I watched as he gestured to a super beat up car covering in dirt and dust. I turned off my dirt bike and propped it up and took off my helmet, and walked around the tried, broken car. “There are mushrooms growing out of the seats…” I said looking at him dumbfounded he looked to me so excited I popped the hood and found nothing “It’s literally has nothing…” He leaned over and looked into the hood and saw the ground “Oh… I may or not have called you and stood by the first car I saw because I wanted to see you…” I chuckled and he looked at me I chuckled and gestured to other cars “There are plenty of other cars in this junkyard I am sure we can find another project.” I chatted with him for a bit, he did mostly telling me some stories about some of his crazies he got in the ER. I looked to him and scanned him up and down he was really perfect and it started to worry me “So you wanna get to some deep stuff?” He sat down and gestured to me “Why did you become anorexic?” I put up my hands and shook them “Hey dude claim let’s not jump to conclusions I just started a new diet. And I meant you not me” I said looking to a new pile of metal, “My parents killed themselves… and they tried to kill me too.” I looked to him and he looked down “I was rushed to the hospital and they bumped my stomach and I lived everyone was really shocked… I was only a baby.” I felt my heat sink as I thought about a lifeless baby body, “Why are you 'dieting'?” He held up his hands and curled two fingers when he said dieting. I sighed and sat down in front of him, “I just don’t have the urge to eat,” Connor touched my hand “You need to eat…” I looked into his blue eyes and he turned his wrists to me. I ran my fingers over his scars and he looked at me moving hair from my face. “I used to hide behind my hair and hide behind so many different faces I put on for people.” He turned mine to him gently rolling back my sleeves he looked to my new cuts from two nights ago. “I remember trying to stop it was a nightmare and utterly shocking to see how bad I had gotten.” He looked at me and sighed “But things are different for each person. But what I do know is that I have seen what this can do to a person both in my personal life and my work life. And I don’t want you ending up on one of my beds.” He tried to pull me in for a kiss and I pulled back he stood and I did too, “So what do you want to do when you get older?” I went on to talk about taking over my dad’s shop and work on cars until I was old and grey, as my father would have done if he had the chance to turn old and grey. I heard the phone ring I picked it up and 'mom' filled the screen I answered it and cleared my throat, “Hello?” I stood and walked away from Connor who was loudly flipped metal scraps looking them over. “Your brother is coming your way thought I might give you a heads up. He doesn't look too good. He won't tell me what's going on... Don't turn him away okay he rarely asks for help so this must be big for him to ask” I looked to Connor and thought about how Cole reacted last time he met a guy I hung around. “Thanks, mom, love you see ya later.” I heard her hang up after a short bye and I went over to Connor. “Hey, so my brother is going to come here he told my mom he needed to talk to me so I think it might be urgent. But my brother has quite a temper so please don’t tell him any bad jokes. I got into a bad relationship with a guy when he sees you he is going to jump the gun and pin a lot of things on you, stay calm and let me do the talking if he gets all up in your face.” Connor chuckled “he younger or older?” I chuckled nervously and rubbed my neck “Despite the major difference between us we are twins.” Connor leaned over to look at my face “why do people what a big deal with having sex with twins. I would mix up their names and such everything up add wouldn't that be weird I mean it's your own sibling like why?” I sighed and agreed with him people truly could be strange. We talked about the metal and what I planned to use for it. “You make flowers?! You should paint them and bring them to work. People hate to throw away flowers and fake ones lose leaves so easy. Or you could just eat lunch with me on my break and forget about silly flowers.” I thought about the hospital my dad was in and froze. SHaking my head I chuckled "Are you asking me out on a date?" He looked at me dead in the eyes and inched closer “I am” I looked into his blue eyes and smiled “sounds great.” He got really close and smiled and he touched my head as his lips nearby touched my ear and gave me the address of the hospital and backed up smiling he looked proud of himself. Going back to work I couldn't help but think about his hot breath on my ear and neck. I heard footsteps come toward us and a clicking sound. “uh Ash? I think your brother is here” I turned to see Cole pointing a gun to Connor's head as he pushed him toward me. “Cole what the hell?!” Cole looked at me “this guy was stalking you.” I scoffed and went to him pulling the gun from his grasp “where the hell did you get this?” I looked over the pistol and my brother took it from me. Connor stood beside me and looked at Cole holding out his hand he smiled “Hi I am Connor.” Cole looked him up and down, he wore a black shirt that had the sleeves torn off making a tank top. It had the name of some screamo band his pants were black and had holes in them. He had red strips in his hair and half of his head shaved, he had lip piercings known as shark bites and the bridge of his nose pierced. I looked to see a tattoo on his arm the flames went from his right wrist all the way up to his neck. “Look I didn’t come here so you could look at me like some kind of lab rat.” He looked at me and put the gun in his pants behind his back and pulled his shirt over the gun. “I got…” He looked at Connor and scoffed “Tell him to fuck off.” I looked to Connor “I am sorry,” Connor held up his hands “totally fine hope things work out okay. I will text you.” I watched as Connor went back to his truck Cole watched him closely. My brother grabbed my shoulders and looked at me “you gotta help me.” He looked around and pulled up his shirt a large bloody bandage covered all of his stomach. Putting his shirt in his mouth he pulled off the bandage groaning, I looked to the wound to read. ‘Keep ur mouth shut’ carved into his stomach. It was kinda healed but cloats of yellow, hard pus surrounded by purple and black hard skin, I looked over to see Connor pulling out of the junkyard I ran to him and slammed my hands on the car. “Get out of the car.” I said nearly yelling, Cole came over to me “what are you doing?” I grabbed my brother’s shoulders “He is an ER Doctor.” I watched as Connor got out of the car, My brother looked him up and down. “Ash no I can’t mom can’t know…” I looked to him his face was pale and he was breathing heavily, Connor looked at me. “Connor I know it’s your day off but I need help…” Connor looked me up and down Cole grabbed me and turned me to him. “No Ash I need your help not some fucking phedo.” I slapped his hand down and scoffed “What you need is a fucking Doctor.” I looked to Connor and pulled up Cole’s shirt and pulled back the bandage, “Get him into the truck!” Cole fixed the bandage and pulled down his shirt and pulled out his gun. “No hospitals.” Connor looked at him and sighed “it’s fine I am a doctor if I walk in there no one will ask I will sneak some stuff and get you the help you need. We need to hurry that black flesh is dead it will spread and may kill you.” Cole looked at the wound and looked at him again, adjusting the aim he sighed “if I get questioned by one fucking cop or anyone else I will shot you.” Connor looked at him and opened the car doors and we got him in and I sat up front. I looked back at my brother shocked by who he had become not long ago he was a star football player with okay grades now he had a gun and no doubt involvement with a gang. “How long ago did this happen?” Cole sat up straight and cleared his throat groaning, “almost two weeks…” Connor kept his eyes on the road. “When did the wound start getting infected?” Cole put away the gun and held his side in pain. “A few days…” Connor picked up speed and when we finally got to the hospital my gut dropped thinking of things going south and Cole taking out the gun and shooting someone would he really do that? Had he done it... We got out of the car and Connor pulled some things out. We followed Connor in and when we got in I looked around a few people sitting waiting. “Hey, Doctor Wilson... I thought it was your day off?” I watched as Cole got ready to grab his gun. “It is but my brother asked me to look after his kids so I thought they might want to see what it’s like to be a doctor in the ER.” The nurse shook her head “They are teenagers they don’t want to be here at some hospital.” I shook my head “I actually asked him to bring us here. I think what you guys do here is amazing and I would love to see how everything works.” She nodded and the phone rang picking it up she smiled and waved as we walked to one of the rooms Connor gestured Cole to lay down. Looking over the wound he sighed. “I am going to need help and not some high school kid no offence… Let me bring one Nurse I trust her and I can talk to her and she won’t tell anyone.” Cole pulled out the gun and pointed it to Connor, "I don't think that's a good idea." Connor scoffed and easily took it from his grasp “Ain’t the first time some one hurt has pointed a gun at me.” Connor looked at me and back to the gun. “Have you killed anyone?” Cole paused and looked away, Connor sighed and took off his shirt and and set the gun down on the counter and put the shirt over it. “I am going to get the nurse,” I watched as he walked out I went to Cole’s side. “Have you killed anyone,” I felt tears go down my face as I looked to my brothers face. He turned away, “We are twins you aren’t supposed to keep stuff from me. You are supposed to trust me!” I looked down and I watched as he just laid there looking away from me. “Cole look at yourself what are you doing you are killing yourself?” He turned to me and just glared at me, “What about you huh? You are skin and bones you refuse to eat. You scream in your nightmares wake up soaked with sweat, and work nonstop in your shop. You keep all of his stuff and set it up in your shop like he did even the stuff he did that drove you up the wall. He is gone end of story!” I looked up at him and clenched my fist, “I am not breaking the law, or coming home late, or surprising mom with bundles of cash, insulting mom or ruining any chance I have with a guy that actually seems nice!!” I looked at my brother and he scoffed “At least I have friends!” I scoffed and gestured to his chest “at least I am not getting cut up by my 'friends',” I said mockingly. He scoffed “At least I am not getting raped and then go around looking for older guys to fuck!"
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