This is one of my old stories which came to me in my dream very long time ago. I kept thinking about it since, and finally decided to give it a chance. I had published this one for a while ago. But then I decided to edit it a little bit and that's why I deleted the previous version of the story. The name of the story was BROTHERHOOD then. But I think this new title is much more appropriate.

I need to warn all readers,

THIS STORY CONTAINS PRETTY DISTURBING ADULT CONTENT, SUCH AS DETAILED RAPE AND BEATING SCENES AND BRUTAL MURDER.

Please do not read if it disturbs you.

LOST AND REDEEMED 1

"So how's work?" Olivia asked, smiling.

Simon glanced up at her from the magazine he was reading.

"Ugh, same problems, different day" he smiled back.

"Are you dating anyone? You know, I really liked that last girlfriend of yours." She suddenly burst our laughing, "What was her name? Sarah?"

"Her name was Sofia, and I am certainly not talking to you about my love life!" Simon spat.

"I don't see why not.." now Olivia was worried.

Simon smiled playfully, his teeth shining in the dark room.

"Well, since you're my overprotective big sister, I know I should not tell you about this, because, you know, we have some experienc..."

"Oh, shut up!" Olivia laughed loudly, giving him a rough shove so that he ended up strugling not to fall from the couch.

"Come on Livvy, I still remember what happened with Rebecca!"

"She was a freak, Simon," Olivia was holding her stomach, laughing hysterically, "She just ran out of the toilet, screaming, her pants around her ankles!"

"You pointed a god damn gun to her face, for god's sake Olivia!" he was laughing so hard that he was crying. He kept saying, "Oh boy, this is not a funny story."

"I heard her screaming, I was worried! What did you expect me to do?"

"She was just scared of a cockroach!"

"Well, it sounded like she was ATTACKED AND RAPED by a cockroach!"

"She thought you were my psycho girlfriend, trying to kill her!" Simon stated, wiping his tears of laughter out of his eyes. He rested his arm on her shoulder, and chuckled, "I'm glad she's out of my life though..."

"Yeah, so am I" Olivia released a breath.

They kept laughing and enjoying themselves. When it was getting late, Simon called it a night and started to get going, as Olivia asked him to stay and sleep on the couch. She didn't want him to drive home because thay had a few drinks. He simply smiled and accepted the offer, as he appreciated his sister's concern and nodded his head.

It was late that night, when Olivia heard the knocks on her apartment door. She almost jumped out of her skin. She tried desperately to control her breathing and slow the pounding of her heart.

"Who the hell is that?" Simon exhaled from the couch.

"No idea" she stated walking to the door. For a split second she considered not answering, but it went against her nature to be so discourteous. She peeped out of the door hole and saw Marc.

"Oh no!" she breathed.

"Who is it?" Simon sat up with a concerned expression on his face.

"Oh god!" she breathed again, obviously not hearing the question.

"Livvy, who is it?" he walked towards her, putting a hand on her shoulder, couraging her to look at him, "What's going on here, tell me?"

Her eyes filled with tears as she lowered them to her feet. She took a deep breath and looked back at him, her chin quivering, "It's Marc!" she declared whit a whisper.

His eyes widened. "Marc as in...?"

"Yes!" she simply replied.

***FLASHBACK***

..laughter..

"Three out of three, it's in the blood!" Simon laughed, excited.

"So," Olivia started with a serious expression on her face, "tell me about him, your dad?"

"Well, he always had his problems, but he was always good to me. That's why I can't believe. But here you are, a sister! You said you found me by chance?"

"Yeah, it was just something my mom said."

"Where's your mom?"

"She's dead.."

"So you're on your own now?"

"Pretty much.. As long as my nightmares allow me to be..."

"Nightmares?" Simon asked, worried.

"Well, my background has been pretty abusive Simon, nothing extreme, mainly psychological..." Olivia said.

"Is this about your mother?"

"Mostly.. But there's another person I need to mention Simon, you have the right to know..."

"Well, who is it?"

"You see, I actually have a twin brother, Marc!"

"A twin brother?" Simon was shocked, "Where is he now?"

"I don't know. I don't see him."

"How come?"

"Well he's... he's... some... kind of... different! We used to have fights around stupid things when we were younger. He was always... pretty... fucked up... agressive, you see. When we grow... uh... he has been pretty abusive towards me... emotionally, verbally and physically also... very controlling. He actually made my life hell!" she smiled harshly.

"Oh, Livvy..." Simon took Olivia's hands in his, "didn't your mom do anything about it?"

Olivia smiled to herself again, "My mother was another interesting story, Simon. She was an alcoholic. Never been there for me, or for Marc either. I always wanted her to say 'I love you, I'll stand by you, you are very important to me' but she never did. I know she loved us inside, in her way, but we didn't feel it."

"What happened to Marc?" Simon asked, not releasing her hands.

"I was at college when someday he broke into my dorm, overdozed, and tried to rape me, it was not the first time actually."

"RAPE YOU?"

"Yeah, like I said, it was not the first time. His attempts were always in vain though. But that was the closest one.. And I got a restraining order for him then. Well, and never heard of him since."

***END OF FLASHBACK***

"And what are we gonna do now?" Simon asked, worried.

"I don't know" Olivia simply confessed.

"Let's don't open the door then."

"No Simon, I can't do that. He's my brother!"

With that, Olivia slowly twisted the door handle and began to pull the door open.

tbc...

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