Melina and her twin brother Max have had anything but an easy life, from dealing with their drug addicted mother and her abusive boyfriend, to trying to manage work and school.
Melina and Max are both 16 years old, and they were left to basically...
I was laying there caught up in my thoughts when I noticed Max stirring. He was clenching his fists, and digging his nails into his palms, and his eyes were tightly shut. He was squirming around on the bed, occasionally whimpering.
I quickly got up and crawled over to him, I pulled him into my arms and tried to calm him down.
" Max, wake up. You're okay, you're safe." I said in a calm and soothing voice, trying to pull him out of his nightmare. If it were anyone else I would just shake them awake, unfortunately when it comes to Max and I that can be dangerous. Sometimes when we're woken up we can still be in a flash back and not be able to tell the past from the present.
I was slowly rubbing circles on his back and calmly willing him to wake up. After a few minutes he started to calm down and his eyes slowly started to flutter open.
" Mels?" his voice breaking when he called out for me.
I looked down at his face and noticed there were tears streaming down his face.
" Are you okay Max?" I asked, already knowing the answer, I knew he wasn't okay, neither one of us had been okay in a very long time.
" Yeah, it was just a nightmare." He said while taking deep breaths and trying to calm down.
He wrapped his arms tightly around me and laid his head on my stomach. We laid there for a few minutes, Max still had tears rolling down his face. " Do you want to talk about it?" I asked keeping my voice in a soft tone.
" I had a flash back, from when we were first experimented on." he said in a thick voice.
I reached over and grabbed a bottle of water from the bed side table and handed it to him. He took a few sips and then looked at me, I couldn't stand seeing my twin so broken.
" At least we're not there anymore, and we're never going back. I know there's not much I can say to ease your mind, all I can really do is remind you that we survived, we got out, and we are never going back." I said in a comforting yet firm voice.
" I know, it just hurts to think about." He said, teary eyed.
" I know, but it'll get better. One day it won't hurt as much and it'll be nothing but a distant memory." I said, trying my best to comfort him.
We just laid there for a while, Max was still holding me, and still had his head laying on my stomach. I played with his hair for a little while, he loves when people play with his hair, he finds it very relaxing and it always helps calm him down after having a nightmare.
I looked at the clock and noticed it was around 4:30 a.m., I knew neither one of us would be getting any more sleep tonight. We decided to get up and go for a run, we both got changed into workout clothes and made our way downstairs.
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