"Travis told me everything"
Garroth spoke sternly to Zane.
So Travis didn't care for him?
No one cared.
No one bothered, except his family's weak attempts.
"I don't know what your talking about." Zane replied, as he tried to push by his older brother.
"Vlyad saw bruises, Travis saw dantes brother gene beat you up." Garroth said Coldy.
His eyes softened "why did you tell us you were being bullied?" Garroth asked warmly.
"It's not bullying, it's genes affection, none of you understand!" Zane yelled angrily before running off to his room, tears almost falling down off his face.
He locked himself in the bathroom, garroth knocked but gave up, it was past midnight when he went to bed.
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Words / a Zanvis story /
FanfictionWords, Zane used them in his head so often. He seemed insane. Was he insane? No. Probably not. At least not yet, not for now. Shadowed by his older brother. Out-witted by his younger brother. One friend only. Aphmau. High school sucks. Oh and the...
