**AUTHORS NOTE**

"Where the f*ck were you guys?!!" My dad yelled once Edward and I walked into the house.

"Emma, go upstairs now!" My twin ushered me.

I ran and locked myself in the bathroom, leaving my brother with that monster. I was a coward, I let Edward take all the beatings whilst I sat as listened to very slap, every punch, every kick...everything.

Little did I know that was the last time I saw Edward...father killed him and it was all my fault.

Why did I leave him? Why didn't I go downstairs? Why???

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*WARNING- LOTS OF ABUSE AND SELF HARM*