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Sean and Mark lay in their room, staring at the ceiling from down on their beds. "I miss paps.." Sean blurted out quietly.
Sean and Marks father was there for them throughout the ten years of life they have enjoyed, but now? Now he's gone. Their mom got a divorce along with a restraining order. He started drinking after they started fighting, Sean and Mark never knew why they fought, all they know is he's gone now. And he won't be coming back either.
"Me too..." Tears were dripping from Sean's eyes, Mark didn't want to cry, show weakness, but he couldn't help his tear from flowing.
"Boys! Breakfast is ready! You need to get ready for school so come on!" Their mother, Evelyn, yelled from the kitchen
"Okay, mum!" Mark yelled, slowly getting out of bed and wiping tears from his face. "Sean, Let's go..." Mark dreaded quietly, standing and walking to the closet to get clothing and get dressed. Sean slowly stood, walking over to where Mark stood before and grabbing his own clothes to get changed.
Sean had fluffy green hair with fairly pale skin. Mark had fluffy red hair with a pretty average skin tone. Jack put on a blue hoodie and some blue jeans, Mark wore a black T-Shirt, his lucky red flannel and some blue jeans.
They both grabbed their bags and headed downstairs for breakfast.
Their mother was in the dining room, setting the table, her long, curly brown hair bouncing as she moved. She wore a short baby blue dress that had a brown leather belt in the middle of it, she wasn't wearing shoes since she didn't plan on leaving the house.
There were pancakes on the table, and from what Sean could smell, there were cookies in the kitchen.
Sean giggled and sat down, scarfing down the pancakes and with a mouth full of food he blurted out. "Mum can I have cookies?!" He was jumping with joy at her response,
"Yes sweetheart, they're still a little warm, but on the pan in the kitchen."
"Thanks mom! Mark, I'll meet you outside!"
"Kay, Sean"
Sean ran to the kitchen and grabbed a few cookies and a zip-lock bag, putting two cookies in it and eating the other one. He shoved the cookies in his bag and ran outside to meet Mark. "Bye, mum!"
"Love you, Sean!"
Sean ran out the door, running and tripping over Mark who was crying on the ground holding his chest.
"Mark..?" Sean called quietly, crouching down to his twin brother "Mark what's wrong?"
Mark hiccupped but calmed down as soon as he heard his brother "I'm fine" he smiled gently and sat up wiping his eyes. On their way to school something felt.. off, though he brushed it aside.
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Mark and Sean groaned in annoyance once they got to their classroom, all the seats were taken except for two in the front, they hated sitting in the front.
Taking their seats Mark and Sean quietly waited for the teacher to get there, things rushing through their heads.
Suddenly something hit Sean in the back of the head, he ignored it, him and Mark had been bullied through all of their life, they were used to it.
The throwing continued, balls of paper and other trash. They were talking but the boys didn't seem to hear them.
Mark, growing rather annoyed, looked to his brother.
/'Why don't we help your brother?'\
Mark's eyes widened, he looked around before putting his head down on the desk and, as quietly as he could, whispered "Who are you-?"
/'Just a friend, now..how should we dispose of them?'\
Before Mark could respond he lost control of his movements, his eyes filled with black and he abruptly stood and began angrily defending himself and his brother, threatening the bullies who now cowered in their seats at the angry child.
Sean tugged on Mark's sleeve, who turned to him as his eyes returned to their brown, just then the door swung open, teachers here, Mark took his seat.
"I am Ms. Tuump, you will respect me or face punishment." She looked almost too innocent to have that personality..
"Good morning Ms. Tuump"
"It's pronounced Tuump! Emphasize your U's"
"Apologies, mistress" A student, closer to Sean and Mark, said sincerely. There were a few kids around the class snickering, the kid looked down ashamed.
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Mark and Sean walked out of the building talking about random things when he saw the kid from class walking all alone, he grabbed Sean's wrist and dragged Sean with him over to the boy with purple hair.
"Hey kid!" Mark yelled, waving his free arm as he approached him.
"Me?" The boy mumbled, turning around anxiously
"Yes you!"
"Why would two cute boys want to talk with me?" He looked sad, his purple hair covering his left eye a bit.
"Wow." Sean said bluntly. "I'm Jack, can we hang out sometime? We need to get home" He looked a little embarrassed and just nodded, turning around and quickly heading in that direction. Mark and Sean shrugged it off and headed on their way.
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They were almost home when Sean felt a sharp pain in the back of his skull. He quietly groaned, putting his hand on the back of his head. Mark looked back at him.
"You okay?"
"My head hurts"
"It's alright, let's just head inside and you can go lay down" Sean nodded as they went inside. Mother was nowhere to be seen, probably out working. Suddenly the pain got worse and Sean fell down onto his knees, tears threatening to drip as a yelp of pain traveled into the world of sound.
Mark heard him fall and quickly turned around, he didn't see Sean right away but then crouched down and put his hands on his shoulders, "Sean?" Sean didn't respond, "Sean?!" He didn't respond, "Sean! Say something" a droplet fell from his eye, before he slowly looked up.
Mark fell backwards, staring into his left eye. The sharp pain in Sean's head got worse as the seconds went by, it now felt like someone was stabbing him in the back of the head, not to mention the throbbing in his left eye.
He cried out and fell all the way on the floor, tears streamed from his eyes as he held his head in pain, curling in on himself until in fetal positioning. He couldn't see Mark but he sure wasn't saying anything.
Sooner or later it got better. There was still a slight pain threatening him in his head but he could think correctly. He slowly, slowly got up and reached out to Mark, who was still on the floor. He reached up and grabbed his hand, pulling himself up with it.
"What was that?" He asked me, Sean shrugged,
"My head felt like it was being stabbed.".. '
'What is going on?'
"Are you alright?"
"Uh..Fine, now" Sean half lied. "Let's get some rest, Forget this ever happened."
//"Boring."//
Said a high pitched voice in Sean's head, "What?" he whispered,
//"I said, boring. You're no fun"//
"Who are you?"
//"Un-needed information is useless to remember."//
Sean rolled his eyes and ignored the voice, the pain started returning- though it was hardly noticeable. Turns out he wasn't paying attention to what was happening in the real world, and he ran into a wall.
"Ow" Sean laughed. Mark didn't see him run into the wall or anything so he kept walking into the room, Sean heard him plop onto his bed. He rubbed his forehead with a big goofy smile on his face as he walked into the room.
"Why are you smiling?" Mark questioned as he sat up and looked at his brother.
"I just ran into the wall" Mark laughed as Sean went and laid down on his bed.
//"Like I said; No. Fun."//
It's back, yay, "Leave me alone" Sean whispered,
"What?" Mark said,
"Hm? I didn't say anything"
"Oh...Goodnight then."
The voice laughed, a crazy, high pitched, insane laugh. The pain in his head worsened a bit, bad enough that he couldn't fall asleep, but when he did for it was a restless sleep.