A loud sound woke me up from a very deep sleep and I groaned pulling the covers on my head. I don't wanna talk to anyone right now. I sighed grabbing it from the nightstand, it was Stella.

"Hello." My voice came out so hoarse and suddenly I felt a loud pang in my head. "Did you make it home safely yesterday?"

"Yeah, no worries. I had to take care of that fucker, tell Ashton thanks for everything." I heard a giggle and a muffled voice, I knew it was Ashton. "He said it's whatever. Anyway, will you sing tomorrow or nah?"

"Oh my God no! Are you crazy? Luke attends the same class, he's gonna make me regret my existence." I disapproved, Luke always sings. His voice is so melodic and gorgeous and that's another thing we share. Stella heard me singing once in the bathroom but other than that, only mom knows about that.

"What the hell Elle! Your voice is better than Luke's, plus you play piano really well." She argued and I was far from convinced. I'm gonna keep my talent to myself for the rest of my life. "No Stella."

"As you like, see you tomorrow at school." We said our good-byes and I decided to go clean myself up a little bit. I took a quick shower and I brushed my teeth. I put on my leggings and a random t-shirt.

"Good morning mom." I naturally said when I saw her in the kitchen washing the dishes, she looked at me before replying. "Good morning Ellena, how was your night?"

"Oh, I went out with my friends." She looked at me raising an eyebrow, she knows that I don't usually hang out with anyone. "Who are they?"

"Stella and Ashton. Stella is my friend from school and Ashton is her cousin." She nodded and I was glad that she didn't ask any more questions. I reached for my painkillers and I made some coffee. After I finished my breakfast I headed upstairs to check on my brother. He was laying sleepily on his bed playing Fifa, his face was still pale. He looked at me briefly than concentrated on his game again.

"Are you feeling okay?" I asked.

"Why do you care?" I was really offended and I knew that my asshole of twin brother won't ever change. I don't even know how I ditched my friends for him. "Why do I care? Of course, you don't remember who took care of you when you didn't even remember how to walk! You're so ungrateful!" I started yelling throwing one of the pillows on his head. "I told you, stop Ellena! I swear I'm gonna punch you!"

"I ditched my friends because of you motherfucker! Why are you so fucking rude to me? Show some gratefulness at least, I'm your twin sister for god's sake." He laughed at my face, throwing the pillow back in my face. "We've never been real twins to each other. Don't hope that we'll become like you want, one day. Get out now!"

"I fucking hate you!" I screamed storming off. I felt suffocated by his words playing non stop in my head, why he has to be so rude? I mean, I know he's my typical twin brother but I wanted him to at least, show some respect. I went to my room and right when I closed the door, I let everything out. He's always like this and I've never done anything bad to him. He just hates me naturally and he adores getting on my nerves.

After few minutes of sobbing, I decided to call Stella to hang out, I needed to get out of this house. We agreed on meeting in a random café in our area. I put on my light-washed jeans, a simple white t-shirt that I tied it into a knot at the end, with my white and black Adidas.

As I was walking down the street, I remembered Michael. I should probably call the hospital and ask about his infos. I really wanna check on him. I dialed their number, I sat on a random bench on the side of the road waiting for someone to pick up.

"Here, South Western Sydney Public Health Unit, how can I help you?"

i"Hey, my name is Ellena Hemmings. Friday, I got into an accident and the victim was hospitalized in this hospital, his name is Michael Clifford I believe." She hummed in response before actually replying. "Yeah, you're right. But, Mr Clifford didn't come back miss."

Oh, I'm not even surprised the slightest bit.

"Oh really? Do you have his address or his phone number at least?"

"It's not permitted miss." I huffed, I hate these stupid rules. "Please, I really need to talk to him and there isn't another way to reach him."

"Please Miss Hemmings, it's forbidden. There's nothing I can do. I'm truly sorry." I thanked her real quick and I looked at my phone lost in my thoughts. Then, I remembered Facebook, I unlocked my phone and logged into my Facebook account.

I typed in the searching bar his name and so many people popped out but only one caught my eye. I'm pretty sure it was him. It was a picture of him and some girl with their tongues out. It's him, with his piercing but his hair was dark red. But, I guess he has a habit of dying his hair.

I started typing a message, asking about him. I was so nervous that my hands shook while tapping on my phone screen. I don't know how this guy knows me and my brother, why he hates me and what business he has with Luke.

I decided to continue my walk to the coffee shop, I'm supposed to meet Stella in. I saw her sitting with Ashton laughing and goofing in a corner of the shop. I smiled at the sight of both of them, all my cousins are kids.

"Aye Hemmo, how are you?" Ashton greeted me with a hug, followed by Stella. I sat on the available chair and Stella spoke immediately. "What took you so long?"

"I was looking for the guy I got him into an accident during Prom night." I replied and Ashton's eyes widened, I looked at him feeling embarrassed with myself. "What happened to him?"

"His leg is broken and he has some wounds but he actually ran away of the hospital. The assistant refused to give me any information, so I found him on Facebook and contacted him." I said.

"Wow, thanks to social media. Anyway, something fun tonight? What about some bar?" There's no way I'm gonna be able to go out tonight. I have school tomorrow and my mother barely lets me go out at night, even on weekends. "Nah, pass for me. I have school and tons of homework."

"Damn Ellena, I'll take you to a bar where you won't find your brother." I shook my head disapproving and we continued chatting and joking around until lunch time. We grabbed lunch and I decided to go back home.

I found Calum, Luke and Natalie sprawled on our couch in the living-room watching a movie. Natalie is Luke and Calum's best friend, we used to be friends before Luke dragged her into his world. "Ellena, is it true that you got into an accident?" Natalie asked me.

"Yeah, true." I simply replied, I don't like talking to her because she changed and became like my brother and his annoying best friend. Selfish, rebellious and assholes. "Luke said, the victim was Mike Clifford."

"What? You mean, our Mike?" Natalie's eyes were wider than a hole, "Isn't he supposed to be in rehab out of Sydney?" She didn't even continue talking because Luke smashed a pillow in her face, why he hates pillows so much today?

"Asshole! What was that for?" Natalie yelled throwing the pillow back on him, "To shut your fucking mouth."

"Now, you're gonna tell me how do you know him!" I insisted crossing my arms over my shoulders, Calum and Natalie looked at each others, they know it's gonna explode between us in few seconds. "I don't take orders from you. It's none of your business."

"The guy fucking knows me and he hates me for no reason. I don't ever wanna take part of your nasty business you dirty imbecile." He rolled his eyes taking a sip of his beer, I swear mom is gonna kill him if she sees him drinking in the living room.

"I don't know how he knows you! Stop harassing me, why are you still nagging!" He protested and I know that he's lying. I'll never stop trying to figure out this thing. "Tell me why he hates me." I repeated. "I don't know, oh my fucking God! I swear, I'm gonna slap you Ellena if you keep nagging!"

"If you lay a finger on me, you don't know what I'm gonna do." I hissed and he got up furiously standing up close to my body. "You fucking slapped me and I didn't tell mom. You know, if I tell her, what's gonna happen."

"You're such a baby." I huffed, "But I swear to God, if I find myself involved in your shit, you're so gonna regret it."

"I don't involve pussies like you in my business. Go fucking die." Calum crackled behind me and I glared at him. My brother hangs out with dickheads like him. Tears were barely in the corner of my eyes as I left the living-room. I sat on my bed and cried again. He wished death for me again. Who fucking wishes death for his twin sister for God's sake. I just wanted to know something that's about me but he humiliated me as usual. I'm always trying to pick up the broken pieces between us and build a new relationship but he's always pushing me away. It's like I did something bad to him and he's holding grudges. I changed into my PJ's and I plugged in my earbuds to drown in my world. I needed to escape from the hell I'm living in.

Next day at school, we were sitting in Music class. I choose the furthest seat to hide from the teacher. She can easily drag me to the front of the class and make me sing to everyone. Stella was texting under the table while everyone was either tuning an instrument or doing whatever he likes.

"Good morning class. Today, we're gonna discuss the new project for the school's anniversary at the end of the year."

Damn.

"I'm gonna start choosing pairs to sing and the musicians are the same." I hid farther behind the guy in front of me, crossing my fingers to do not be on the list. I can't sing in front of Luke. "Luke, you are the lead singer." Duh. My twin is always on the spotlight.

"Calum and Ellena." My face was colorless and I immediately protested. "Miss, I can't sing please. Can I switch with someone else?"

"No, Ellena. Nobody can do the high notes you do. If you're scared of some techniques, we'll do some practice, don't worry." Why everything is always against me? Luke and Calum laughed their asses off behind me and I was fuming inside. Normally, I would be so fucking happy because my vocals are so important, but I freaking hate them. Why am I gifted? How the hell am I going to sing with my freaking brother who hates my guts and his asshole of best friend?

"She's gonna sound like a choked chick." Luke said and burst into laughter, Stella rubbed my arm and I turned around glaring at him. "Don't you dare.." I hissed sending him a glare, he continued laughing in my face, driving me nuts.

"Elle, stop. He's provoking you." She advised me and I knew she was right but I can't help it. I can easily smash his head on the wall without any mercy. "I won't ever let you be the highlight of the song."

"Because you know my voice is better than yours." I snapped with a devilish grin and he chuckled dryly before replying. "Bitch you wish, choked chick."

"Luke, I swear to your fucking God!" I slammed my palm on the table, way too loudly turning to him and it caused the whole attention to be towards me.

"Ellena, what's this language? Do you want to be expelled during the last month of school?" My face was so red, "Mrs Kings, I swear it's him. He's making fun of me."

"I didn't. I'm just telling the truth, she shouldn't take part of the performance." I wanted to fucking kill him because everyone was concentrated on us. "Shut up Luke. It's none of your business."

"You're singing with me, bitch. I don't wanna ruin my career." Mrs Kings started yelling signaling for both of us to exit the class room. "God, but I didn't do anything. This is so unfair!"

"I don't care! Swearing is unacceptable! And these childish manners aren't either. Your family problems are sorted outside of here. Get out now!"

I furiously gathered all my things, stuffing them in my bag before exiting the class. He was next, slamming the door behind me but I quickly grabbed him by the collar with so much anger. "I'm gonna kill you, I swear to God!" I'm not really short, we're nearly equals. He's just a little bit taller because he's a boy, that's why I can fight him.

"I was so bored, I'm glad you got me out of there!" I hit him in the chest yelling profanities. "You're so gonna pay for this and I don't wanna sing with you either."

I stormed off the corridor heading to the library. I smiled at the old lady in the entrance and I sat in the first empty table found. I pulled out my phone and opened the book I was reading online. Halfway through the chapter, a notification popped and it was a message from the one and only Michael Clifford. I immediately opened the Messenger app, clicking on his unread message.

"God dammit, can i live in peace without having one of hemmingss stuck to my ass?"

"Whats ur deal man im worried abt u" I replied

"idgaf leave me alone"

"wow rude" "but really how r u?"

"im fine if u leave me alone" he said

"can u tell me how do u know me? or even whats ur deal with my brother?"

"damn u're so funny.. u dont know ofc, stop bulshitting me ok"

"please, i swear idk anything and i feel so dumb in all of this" I replied

"he can tell you, get me out of your world please"

I was going to reply but I couldn't, because the guy literally blocked me. I cursed silently and got out of the app. I sighed and decided to look through my study notes in Chemistry. I won't let Luke get a better mark, because my parents will compare one to another.  I hate that. My parents usually compare us in everything. The level of smartness, the behavior, the school results, the social position even the physical looks and guess what? Luke is always the best. 

I'm just waiting for the day when I can leave this fucked up house. My eyes watered thinking about how rude my family can be to me because of my awful twin brother. I wiped the fallen tear and continued memorizing some definitions and important notes for my test.