#declarations of hate

“No.” Jay challenged holding his ground and staring back at his brother. “I don’t like this, you’re sneaking out and coming back bruised. You’ve been lying to me, to our parents. We’re worried.” Jay said softly, but Morro’s face only stiffened.

“Did ma and pa ask you to follow me?”

“No. They wanted me to talk to you, they know you won't talk to them.”

“Oh, so being a creepy stalker was your idea?” Morro asked sarcastically. The edge to the question was as sharp like a knife. 

Jay bristled, “Well sorry that I’m concerned about you.”

“Oh quit it! I’m not interested in being your little fix it up project. I’m doing fine, I am fine. So there. You can leave me be!” Morro turned to only be stopped by Jay’s grip on his wrist.

“I’m not sorry that I’m worried. Especially since you’ve been lying to me!” Jay raised his voice, anger seeping into his voice. “I’m trying here, and you’re making this more difficult than it needs to be!”

“Difficult?” Morro muttered, still not facing his twin. “You’re here, trying to ruin what I’ve got, so you can be overbearing and pretend to care. And you’re complaining I’m the one being difficult?”

“I do care.”

“Then why won't you leave me be, huh?” Morro asked, turning his head to stare at Jay with one poisonous green eye. “I’ve got good things going on, and just cause I don't want you to ruin it-

“Ruin it-?

“Doesn’t mean I’M SPIRALING AGAIN!” Morro screamed, turning to face Jay.

“WELL, IT LOOKS LIKE IT TO ME!” Jay cried back.

“YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" Morro raged, getting in Jay's face. "YOU’RE NOT ME! JUST BECAUSE WE’RE TWINS DOESN’T MEAN YOU KNOW ME! THAT YOU CARE ABOUT ME!”

“OF COURSE I DO! WHO ELSE WOULD!?” Jay screamed, neither of them noticing that the wind picked up during their argument, smelling strongly of ozone. “YOU’RE AN IMMATURE, LAZY, PROCRASTINATOR. WHO'S BROKEN EVERY PROMISE YOU’VE MADE TO ME! I’M SURPRISED YOU CAN EVEN KEEP A FRIEND! MAYBE IT'S FITTING YOU’RE FRIENDS WITH THE SCHOOLS REJECTS!!” He spat, not noticing the small gasps from the other's behind him.

"REALLY?!" Morro scowled, pushing Jay roughly to the ground. “YOU’RE GONNA TALK SHIT ABOUT ME?! WHEN YOUR THE PRETENTIOUS ASSHOLE PERFECTIONIST WHO WANTS DESPERATELY TO BE EVERYONE'S FRIEND?! I’M SURPRISED THAT SKYLOR AND ASH HAVE STUCK WITH YOU SO LONG!! IS IT CAUSE THEY’RE STILL COPYING OFF YOUR HOMEWORK? OR DO THEY JUST LIKE YOU KISSING THEIR ASSES!?” 

Suddenly a crack of thunder and a the screaming wind broke through, pausing their fight as the skies opened and it began to pour down on them.

Morro stared up at the sky, face contorted in rage as if the storm had personally slighted him. “I hate you.” He whispered, barely audible over the wind. His face felt hot, and he wasn't sure if it was tears falling down his face or if it was rain.

He looked down to see Jay wipe his face, from rain or tears he couldn’t tell either. “Glad the feelings mutual,” He croaked as he picked himself up off the ground and turned to leave. Jay didn't look back, not that Morro saw. As he also turned around and pushed past his friends into the warehouse to get out of the rain.