Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.
•mark twain•
"You?" I whispered hoarsely.
A laugh came from the front. "Your dear brother, yes." The car turned harshly, whipping my body into the side.
I moaned in pain. "Please leave me alone!"
He sighed loudly, and the car abruptly stopped. I heard him get out, and his footsteps against the road sounded going around the car, coming to my door.
He opened it, and I fell out onto my shoulder.
He pulled me up. "But siblings need quality time together."
He grabbed my hoodie and pushed me back down, holding onto it. He dragged me up the fire emergency stairs, going up into the building.
I didn't know where I was, and I didn't know what was going to happen.
Only that it would hurt, and that I would regret running.
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