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chapter 4

Emily's POV:

I honestly don't know how to feel about all the information I got. I felt like crying for hours, but I was tired of being a crybaby. It hurts knowing that I have no parents. And it hurt more when I found out the only person I called father wanted to trade me for money. I knew he was bad and stupid, but the selling part was just too much.

I let out a breath as I looked at my doll room. I think I could get used to it. It's not my house, so I have no right to complain.

"Emily, can I come in, please?" I heard someone say from my door.

"Sure," I whispered before placing my face on my pillow.

My door opened slowly, and then Tony came in. His eyes were on the ground while his arms stayed at his back.

"You good?" I asked him softly, noticing the look on his face.

"Yeah, just wanted to check on my twin," he said, then let out a little laugh that sounded like he was crying.

"Come here," I said softly as I sat up straight.

Tony walked towards the bed before pulling me into a big bear hug. I let out a breath before rubbing his back.

"I'm sorry I couldn't find you quickly. I tried but got scared that I would never meet you again," he mumbled.

"It's okay, not your fault, Tony," I stated before placing a kiss on his head.

He smiled at me before cleaning the tears from his face, then sat down on my bed.

"So, do you like your room?" He asked while looking around.

"Yes, of course," I said, but it sounded like I was still thinking about it.

"A twin knows when the other lies. I hate it, though I'm more of a black person," he said while tilting his head to the side.

"I know, right," I said loudly, making him laugh.

"Don't worry, we can change the colour if you want, just me and you?" Tony said, giving me a big smile.

"Yeah, just me and you.

...........................

Today was boring, really boring, so I'm at the hospital checking my body because the boys said I was too tiny and they wanted to see if I got any infection from my scars.

"Can we leave now?" I begged Xender for the sixth time.

But again, he rolled his eyes at me, making me scold softly.

"Stop acting like a baby, you little shit," Kelsey said then stuck out his tongue.

"XENDER!, KELSEY'S CALLING ME NAMES!" I yelled then looked at Kelsey with a smirk when I noticed the look Xender gave him.

"You will pay for that," he whispered when Xender looked away.

This time I stuck out my tongue before laughing loudly, making the others give me looks but saying nothing about it.

"Alright, she's going to be fine, just give her a lot of healthy food, and don't let her eat too many sweets, as for her injuries, just let her rub this cream, and before you know it, they will be all gone," Kingston, our family doctor, stated while smiling at me.

"Thank you, Doctor Kingston," I said with a grin while he rolled his eyes at the name.

"Alright gang, let's go get ice cream," Austin said loudly getting "YES" from Tony and me.

"I just said no sweets," Kingston mumbled while letting out a breath before shaking his head.

"So no ice cream," Austin mumbled with a pout.

"Aw, bo" I yelled while throwing my hands up, making the others laugh.

"Alright, just for today, please," Kingston said.

With that, I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs, the boys following my lead.

"DON'T RUN, EMILY!" I heard Chris and Xender yell out, but eh, I kept running anyway.

"FIRST" I screamed while doing a happy dance.

"No fair, you cheated," Tony says, giving me a little push.

"Did not," I argued.

"You did," he argued.

"Not."

"Did."

"Not."

"You freaking did."

That's what happened to us, going back and forth arguing.

"Ok, shut up and get inside the car, or no more ice cream," Chris said, breaking our little fight.

"We will finish this later," Tony whispered while giving me a look.

"We will finish this later, blah blah blah," I mocked him before running when he started chasing me around.

"XENDER, THEY'RE FIGHTING!" We heard Austin scream out loud, making us freeze.

"Sit in the car, Sissy," Tony whispered before pulling my arms towards the door.

We giggled as we entered the car before hiding.

"You liar, they are not even here," we heard Xender mumble while Austin tried to explain.

Making us laugh quietly.

"We should do this more often," Tony said softly.

With a nod, we felt the car move, making us sit up straight, and then saw the glares Austin gave us.

Which only made us laugh more.

..

When we arrived home from our ice cream party, the boys went straight to their rooms, saying they all had a busy day tomorrow. And Tony is going to school, meaning I'm either going to be alone or one of the boys will stay with me.

"Emily, come here, please," I heard Chris call out to me from the living room. Waving at my twin, I walked towards the living room. My eyes met Chris and Xander's eyes before looking away.

"So tomorrow, as you know, is our working day, and not all of us will be at home. You will start school next week with your brother, but in the meantime, I want you to get used to the house and everyone. Is that okay?" Chris said and asked softly.

I gave him a nod before looking at Xender, who had no smile on his lips.

"Do you always look grumpy?" I asked him quietly.

He raised a brow at me before looking at Chris, who shrugged his shoulders before walking away, leaving both of us together.

"I don't see the need to smile," Xender stated while looking at me.

I tilted my head to the side before saying, "Everyone needs to smile, Xender. Even if times are hard, just smile," I said softly to him.

He just let out a breath, then stood up from the chair. "Just go to sleep, Emily."

These were his only words to me, and with that, he walked away, leaving me sad and bothered.

Maybe it's because our parents died, that's why he feels this way.

I thought before looking at the floor.

"If only Mom didn't want to get you anything, they wouldn't have died, Emily. It's all your fault."

The voice in my head yelled at me, making me feel helpless.

Since the boys told me the story of how our parents died, I have been having nightmares.

But in these nightmares, Adam is the voice in my head.

He makes sure he reminds me every time that it was my fault and no one else.

Feeling pains in my heart, I let out a breath before walking towards my room.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be better than this.

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