"Who's that girl?" Marcus asks you as he tightens his hold on your collar. He puts his hand on the back of your neck and pulls you closer, "Brother, why did you smile at her?" he asks again with a dangerous grin. His eyes are full of jealousy.

"We're twins, you look like me and I look like you but why do I feel this way?" He growls before slamming you into the wall. "Don't talk to her again, okay?" he begs, burrowing his head on your shoulder and holding you tightly in his arm.