" Language, Chloe!" One of them scolds me, and I definetly identify him as the real Owen.

Owen literally hates any foul language coming out my mouth, whenever he scolds me, he scolds me like a father would have done.

Owen, the real Owen without the cap, steps forward.

" I'm happy that you are back. We've been so worried about you. I've been ------------"

" Who is he?" I ask, gesturing to the stranger that looks identical to him.

The stranger, wearing a cap, which reminds me of that night, steps forward, and I don't miss the cut on his lip.

" He is my twin brother, Davin." Owen answers, not tearing his eyes away from me.

Since when?

I didn't know that he had a twin brother, one who's violent when drunk, just like Luis.

" Hello Chloe." Davin says, holding out his hand.

I don't shake his hand but look at him. I know that he was drunk that night and might have been under influence, but he triggered that old fear I had worked hard to suppress, a long time ago. I can't simply put that night behind me and for some reason, I can't even look at Owen for long.

He and Davin are too identical, and with that night still fresh in my mind, I see him as the man who had laid his hand against me.

" Why don't you sit down for a bit, hmm?" Aiden suggests, trying to diffuse the thick tension in this room.

I decide to take a seat, just for Aiden, when really, I don't want to be here.

" I'll go put these in your room." Wesley speaks up.

" I'll come with you." I quickly say, jumping off the couch.

" Chloe, we need to talk to you for a few minutes." Owen says, stepping infront of me and blocking my way.

I take a step back, needing space.

I don't miss the frown that appears on his face.

'I'm sorry Owen, but it's natural instinct to step back, my body has been trained a long time ago on what to do in certain situations.'

" Chloe, sit mhm?" Aiden whispers in my ear, guiding me back to sit down, this time sitting down beside me.

I bite at my lip as my eyes watch Wesley leave the room. Instantly, I feel open and vulnerable.

This is the first time I've felt like this in both Owen and Aiden's presence, and that's more scary than all the times I've encountered Luis.

" Chloe." My head snaps to Owen.

" I know that this might have come as a shock to you."

" Which part?" I raise my brow.

The frown only deepens on Owen.

" Look, about that night, I wasn't in my right mind, I was drunk and acted unfairly towards you." I scoff at that.

" Unfairly." I mutter the word in distate.

" I was wrong and shouldn't have hit you." I flinch at the word hit and they all seem to notice.

I don't miss both Owen and Aiden, throwing a glare his way.

" You know, this is not how I wanted us to meet." Davin says.

" Well, we have now met, so that's done. I'll just be in my room." I jump off the couch, standing on my feet and looking down at them.

" I've got some homework to do." I mutter and rush out of the living room, not answering Aiden's calls.

I bump into Wesley in the hallway, who keeps me steady by his hands on my shoulders.

" Come on." He says, taking my hand and dragging me back to my room.

" Are you okay?" He asks, after some  silence.

" I will be." I mumble.

He sighs, joining me. He takes my hand in his, placing our joined hands on his lap.

" So it wasn't Owen that ---------" I shake my head no.

"It was the other guy, Davin. Can you believe that he has a twin brother, that we didn't know about?" I say, looking at him.

" Kinda figured that out, when they showed up together."

" Now after this, I wouldn't be surprised if they were hiding more things from me." I comment.

He brings my hand up to his lips. " Do you want to get out of here?"

" You want to get killed, don't you?"

His lips lift up at the corners. " At least I would get you out of this uncomfortable situation."

" Yeah, it is kinda uncomfortable." I admit, looking away, only to see Aiden standing at the doorway.

I pull my hand back from Wesley's and rise to my feet, facing the doorway.

" Hey." That's all that comes from me.

I don't know what else to say.

" I should get going." Wesley suddenly says, as he rises to his feet,  making my head to snap to him.

"Why don't you join us for dinner later on?" Aiden says, making me feel relieved.

Please say yes, please say yes.

" Okay, sure." He turns to me. " I'll see you later, okay?" He tells me.

I nod and watch him leave.

" Are they gone?" I ask Aiden, once we are left alone.

" Who are you talking about exactly?"

I give him a pointed look before turning away from him. I take my overnight bag, deciding to unpack.

" Chloe --------- " he enters my room and closes the door.

" I'm guessing that they are still here then." I comment, taking out my clothes.

" Chloe come on, I thought being away would have atleast calmed you down."

" And I thought you would understand me right now."

" I am - I do, but you should also think about what distancing yourself away from Owen, is doing to him. Davin --------"

" He hit me!" I snap, making him to close his eyes and to take a breath.

" I know that. " He opens his eyes to look at me again. " And I hate that it happened, because I made a promise to myself, to never allow something like this to happen to you. I wasn't there, you were out at a club, a freakin' club."

" Are you blaming me for this?"

" What? No!" He frowns.

" Get out." I point at the door.

" I am not going anywhere." He scoffs at me.

" Get out Aiden, I don't want to talk to you anymore."

" Whether you like it or not, you will listen to what I have to say!"

" I don't have to, I don't bloody have to!"

" Stop shouting and stop behaving like a spoilt little brat!" He says, stepping forward.

He's irritated and I know when he gets like this, he can say just about anything, especially when we are up fighting.

" Ha! Well then, leave this so called spoilt brat to be, you jerk!"

" Dammit Chloe, you're being annoying right now. It was a mistake, a bloody, stupid -------"

" Flippin finish that sentence and I will break your teeth!" I seethe out.

" You ---------" The door bursts open before Aiden can say anymore.

" Okay, that's enough! You two will stop it right here, right now!"

" Don't tell us what to do."

" Chloe ---------" Aiden warns me.

" Shut up!" I glare at him.

" Chloe, calm down and respect your brother."

" Since we are telling each other what to do, why don't you stop acting like my father, because you are not, and leave like you always do."

" At least he can do that, instead of that abusive psycho of yours, you call your dad!" Aiden yells out, shooting at me.

" Aiden!" Owen snaps but it is too late.

He's already said it and everything is out in the open.

Aiden closes his eyes again, hissing silently as he realizes what he said.

" Get out."

" Chloe ---------" He starts towards me but I take a step back.

" I mean it this time Aiden, leave." I threaten him.

" I'm going, but I will be damned if you don't come down for dinner. I don't care, you will come down, do you hear me?!" He scolds me, but I can see the plea in his eyes.

Making the first move, I walk past them and hurriedly go to the bathroom, locking it and hiding myself away from them.

I sit on the toilet seat and let out a breath, once I hear my bedroom door closing shut.

This means that they are gone, good.

I rise to my feet and start pacing up and down the bathroom, I feel numb yet too crowded by thoughts. The longer I walk, the more I start getting a little dizzy and again, I decide to sit back down on the toilet seat, this time with something in hand.

It's a small cutting blade.

It was near and insight, and I was tempted to take it, so I took it. I feel no pain, no frustration or confusion, after I let out everything out there, I don't feel anything.

That's why I need to feel something, at least something, anything.

I hold out my arm while the blade is held in another hand.

My eyes glance between the two and I make a decision.

I need to feel something, anything.

                    *******

I keep on staring at my food, it looks good but my stomach twisting, is hating on it right now. I had come down for dinner and the minute we were seated, I instantly regretted it.

I want more than anything to go back to my room, but I can't, Wesley is here in support for me, and Aiden practically begged for me to be present, with his eyes.

We said some pretty awful things to each other, more on my side, but that doesn't mean I wasn't hurt either. It is tense in here and I'm pretty sure anyone who would come through that door, would feel it.

" Chloe, you aren't eating." Aiden says, and just like that, the attention falls onto me.

Not that it wasn't, they were just trying to be discreet about it.

" I'm not hungry." I mumble.

" Chloe, I made your favourite, the least you could do is try something." My eyes snap to him, in time to catch notice of Owen shaking his head slightly at him, in light warning.

" Don't force me Aiden." I grumble.

" You know that's not what I'm doing." He sighs, face palming himself.

A tinge of guilt takes over my chest that I cave in a little, pulling my sleeves up and taking a spoon, getting ready to atleast get one bite in.

" What the f*ck is that?!" Aiden screeches in shock and following to where he's looking, I tense up.

He's looking at the small cuts I made on my arms. They aren't many, maybe around two to three on each arm.

" It's nothing." I mumble, pulling down my sleeves.

" Don't you dare pull down your sleeves , and don't you dare tell us it's nothing!" Aiden lets out in both shock and surprise.

" Chloe, why did you do that, hmm?" Owen asks, rather more calmly than Aiden, yet his eyes don't match his voice.

I turn to Wesley, who has a look of hurt in his eyes and for some reason, that hurts me far more than anything that happened today.

Something wet touches my cheek and that's when I realise, that an unknown tear has hit me and more are yet to come.

Wesley's brows pull together and he suddenly rises to his feet, pushing his chair back. He pulls me to my feet too and without another word, he starts dragging me out of the dining room, ignoring Aiden calling after me.

Thank God it was one call. I'm pretty sure Owen intervened, but I don't care anymore. Once he takes me up into my room, he closes the door and sits me on the bed.

" What are you doing?" I ask in confusion, when he crouches down to the floor and starts taking off my shoes.

" Lets cuddle." He says, rising to his feet and gesturing for me to move up the bed.

Without another word, I move on up on the bed and pull out a pillow to rest my head onto. Soon, Wesley joins me, totally invading my space and letting me use him as my personal pillow after, instead.

" I'm sorry for hurting you." I find myself saying.

" I wasn't hurt for me, but for you."

" Why?"

" Because you are are hurting. That's more than an enough reason."

I sigh and snuggle into him.

" We wont talk anymore, not tonight." He says.

I woke up this morning to find him gone. It didn't surprise me to find him gone, because I knew that he had to go home and that we would see each other today.

This morning is different however, because I kinda wanted him to be the first one I see this morning.

Yesterday wasn't a very good day, in fact, it was the worst. I fought with my brother and was mean to Owen. I was just overwhelmed with everything and didn't know, how to react to alot of things.

I was hurt too and still am abit, but I can say that I've woken up more calmer now.

I get out of bed and head on to the bathroom for a shower, I let myself not think too much about anything that happened yesterday, and just enjoy the release of tension on my body,  made by the water.

Once I'm done, I get out and go on to brush my teeth. When I look myself in the mirror, it is when I notice my slightly puffy eyes. It was from all that silent crying I did last night, in Wesley's arms. I'd learnt from quite a long time ago, to not make a sound when crying and thus far, I haven't.

He held me throughout and didn't say anything, until I fell asleep. I have no clue on what to say to him when we see each other again, and it's a matter of an hour or so, until we do.

My breath gets stuck in my throat, when my eyes trail down to the cut marks on my arms. I've always thought of cutting myself in years passed, but never got through with it, I don't know what had pushed me to do it last night.

I didn't mean for anyone to see them yesterday, because I knew how they would freak out, especially Aiden. He overreacts when it comes to me and it will take him quite some time, to calm down and understand.

I know that he wanted us to talk last night after dinner,  but I couldn't face him, I just didn't have it in me to talk to him or Owen.

I don't know if I will be able to, this morning. I guess a part of me is still stuck on last night and how I felt.

I head out of the bathroom and back to my room, where I make my bed and get ready for school. With a simple choice of black high waisted jeans and a white cropped top, converses, and a messy bun, finishing it off with some nerd glasses and lip gloss, I take a deep breath before getting out of my room.

A message comes onto my phone as I head down the stairs.

I'm right outside.....

Wesley.

Good thing he'll be the first person I get to see this morning.

" Chloe." I tense up on my way to the door, meaning to get out out without being noticed.

I guess I was wrong.

I take a breath and turn back around, coming face to face with Owen.