Chapter 4
Rhys and his non identical twin brother Ryan used to be close when they were younger, but they drifted apart when at the age of 7, Rhys started to play soccer. Ryan resented Rhys because he was their parent's favourite and was popular at school with both guys and girls, while Ryan rebelled against their parents and was considered weird at school.
Rhys age 15
- one week before injuring his knee
Rhys came home from soccer practise to hear his parents yelling at Ryan.
"I can't believe you got another D!" their father yelled.
"You need to pull up your grades!" their mother wasn't happy either.
"I don't know why I bother with you!" As Rhys walked in with his soccer ball under his arm his father turned and smiled at him.
"How was practise?"
"Fine"
"Score any goals?"
"Yeh, six"
"Out of how many?"
Rhys looks down embarrassed. "Eight"
His father frowns.
"Try harder next time, ok?" Rhys nods and looks at Ryan who is glaring at him.
"I'll um, go outside and practise." Rhys, feeling awkward about interrupting the argument, walks back outside. He starts kicking the soccer ball into the goal at the end of the backyard. He could still hear his parents.
"What do you expect to do with the rest of your life? You need to get A's for the rest of the year to pass! You need to lift your game. Look at me! (Sighing) Why can't you be more like your brother?"
"Why are you bringing him into this? He's barely passing either, but that doesn't matter when it comes to him, does it!"
"Rhys always gets good grades."
"No he doesn't! He got a C on his last paper!"
"Even if that is so, he doesn't have enough time to study, especially with that scout coming to his next game. He has a future, you don't!"
Rhys, not being able to take it anymore walks back into the house.
"Leave him alone, you're not helping." Rhys's father looks at him astonished, then turns back to Ryan.
"Go to your room." Ryan walks up the stairs with out saying anything to Rhys. Rhys follows him.
"Ryan" Rhys says as Ryan slammed the door in Rhys's face.
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Age 15
-one week after injuring his knee
Rhys wake to find his room filled with smoke. He limped out of his bedroom and into the room of his brother. Ryan was lying in bed, stoned.
"Ryan! Fire!" Rhys's lungs burned from the lack of oxygen.
"Huh?" he grunted just waking up
Rhys pulled Ryan out of bed, his knee throbbing even with the painkillers he'd taken earlier. They ran to the front door and found that it was locked with a key, so they tried to break it down. After a few minutes Rhys fainted from lack of oxygen before they could get it open. That was the last time he saw his brother alive, screaming out for help with the last of the oxygen.
A figure broke in through a window and searched the house, he approached the two boys as the ceiling started to collapse. He only had time to save one. He made his choice, leaving the other son, the failure, to die.
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Rhys and his non identical twin brother Ryan used to be close when they were younger, but they drifted apart when at the age of 7, Rhys started to play soccer. Ryan resented Rhys because he was their parent's favourite and was popular at school with both guys and girls, while Ryan rebelled against their parents and was considered weird at school.
Rhys age 15
- one week before injuring his knee
Rhys came home from soccer practise to hear his parents yelling at Ryan.
"I can't believe you got another D!" their father yelled.
"You need to pull up your grades!" their mother wasn't happy either.
"I don't know why I bother with you!" As Rhys walked in with his soccer ball under his arm his father turned and smiled at him.
"How was practise?"
"Fine"
"Score any goals?"
"Yeh, six"
"Out of how many?"
Rhys looks down embarrassed. "Eight"
His father frowns.
"Try harder next time, ok?" Rhys nods and looks at Ryan who is glaring at him.
"I'll um, go outside and practise." Rhys, feeling awkward about interrupting the argument, walks back outside. He starts kicking the soccer ball into the goal at the end of the backyard. He could still hear his parents.
"What do you expect to do with the rest of your life? You need to get A's for the rest of the year to pass! You need to lift your game. Look at me! (Sighing) Why can't you be more like your brother?"
"Why are you bringing him into this? He's barely passing either, but that doesn't matter when it comes to him, does it!"
"Rhys always gets good grades."
"No he doesn't! He got a C on his last paper!"
"Even if that is so, he doesn't have enough time to study, especially with that scout coming to his next game. He has a future, you don't!"
Rhys, not being able to take it anymore walks back into the house.
"Leave him alone, you're not helping." Rhys's father looks at him astonished, then turns back to Ryan.
"Go to your room." Ryan walks up the stairs with out saying anything to Rhys. Rhys follows him.
"Ryan" Rhys says as Ryan slammed the door in Rhys's face.
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Age 15
-one week after injuring his knee
Rhys wake to find his room filled with smoke. He limped out of his bedroom and into the room of his brother. Ryan was lying in bed, stoned.
"Ryan! Fire!" Rhys's lungs burned from the lack of oxygen.
"Huh?" he grunted just waking up
Rhys pulled Ryan out of bed, his knee throbbing even with the painkillers he'd taken earlier. They ran to the front door and found that it was locked with a key, so they tried to break it down. After a few minutes Rhys fainted from lack of oxygen before they could get it open. That was the last time he saw his brother alive, screaming out for help with the last of the oxygen.
A figure broke in through a window and searched the house, he approached the two boys as the ceiling started to collapse. He only had time to save one. He made his choice, leaving the other son, the failure, to die.
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