Siell
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Misery is Aaron’s permanent state, he thinks.
It’s like his mother tells him. Aaron and Tilda were born as gaping black holes, taking in everything only to desire even more. Black tar personified, and the narcotics never fill the pit within him, but they distract him from it enough that he can do other things.
Andrew maintains eye contact with him as he tilts his head to one side. “Who did that?”
Aaron tries to hold the intensity of his brother's gaze, but it's difficult to match. “Did what?”
“Your eye.” Andrew says. Their voices are similar too.
Aaron has honestly forgotten about the shiner. Luthor never drew attention to it, but Aaron’s sure that he’s noticed. Just like there’s no way that he didn’t hear Aaron puking his guts up for the whole night. He just doesn’t care. Aaron had never told anyone that Tilda hit him. But to be fair, no one has ever cared to ask. “I don’t remember,” Andrew’s eyes narrow, and Aaron rushes to correct himself. “It was an accident. I play Exy.”
_____A study on the twins from the time the first letter is mailed until Aaron finally gets to wear a white coat.