The walk home wasn't something Alfred looked forward to. Mattie's eyes narrowed towards Alfred's direction, accusing him of something. Alfred gulp, surly Matt couldn't have found out could he? He had just started! There's no way he could have found out now! But it would have made sense in some strange way. 'If this is what most twins have then I feel sorry for them.' Alfred mentally sighed trying to shake off the uncomfortable feeling his brothers look gave him. 'Okay Al just stay cool, it's only Mattie finding about you trying to lose weight and go scary protective on your a-'

"What did you do?" Wait what? Did he suddenly get caught robbing a bank or something?

"Huh?" Was Alfred's intelligent reply, as his brother stopped dead when they made it to outside of their house. Oh boy Al was in for it, when Mattie had a deep frown on his face and his arms were crossed that usually meant he either did something wrong or he hid Kuma-something or other.

"You forgot your food Al, you never forget your food! You also didn't eat anything this morning!" As Matt yelled his point he also added arm movements to exaggerate it as well. Al pursed his lips; Mattie could be such a drama queen sometimes, which in his mind is kinda funny because he's only like this with him.

"Geeze Mattie cool down, so I forgot my lunch big whoop, I just wasn't hungry." Oh man what a croc of shit that was. He was starving and still is! Mattie gritted his teeth, getting obviously frustrated with his brother not telling him the whole story.

"Don`t bull shit me Al, something`s up, now spill!" Al`s eye twitched. He was hungry and he was irritated, and he did not want to deal with his brother being on his case for no reason. As much as he love his brother he couldn`t help but want to punch him in the face.

"God Matt nothings up, Jesus what are you my mother?" Al internally groaned in dismay as his brother flashed him the kicked puppy look. Oh how he hated that look, it always made him feel guilty even though he didn`t have anything to be guilty about.

"I`m only trying to help you Al, you are my only twin and I only want what`s best." He mumbled, making his brother feel guiltier and guiltier by the second. That`s one thing he hated about his brother.

`I hate you Mattie I really do.` He thought, as he walked towards the house, with his arms folded keeping an irritated look on his face so that he didn`t crack under Mattie`s adorable look.

"I know Mattie, but it`s really none of your business." He didn`t mean to sound like such an asshole, but he was so irritated from lack of food that his words seemed to blurt out really mean things. It`s not that he doesn`t love his brother, he just wishes that he could keep his own secrets. Mattie says he shares everything with him but Al knows he keeps information secret. He didn`t want to see that hurt look on his twins face, so he didn`t look back when he entered the house.

As he ran up the stairs to his room, he couldn`t help but feel the continuing guilt settle in his stomach. But he made a promise to himself and he would keep it no matter what. Sighing, he lazily dropped his bag and got out his English homework. He hated English it was such a waste of time, who needed to know about personification and metaphors? His stomach growled loudly as the hunger pain in his stomach seemed to also send a sharp pain in his brain as well giving him a kind reminder of needing something. Quickly scribbling down an answer, not really caring if it was right or not he shoved it back in his bag and went on the computer.

`There`s got to be a way to at least curb the hunger.` He thought as he scrolled down his typed up selection on Google. Clicking on a certain website he quickly scrolled down and frowned in disgust. Ugh veggies, he hated veggies. But if it will stop the pains a guess salad and celery will have to do. Before getting up he continued scrolling down to see if there was any other alternative.

"Huh? `10 Ways to stop hunger`." Alfred mumbled as he clicked on the link. As it loaded he saw a beige page with a green side bar and in big bold letters that came across was `10 ways to fight hunger` typed neatly on the page while beneath it had ten ways to fight hunger as the site promised.

"Number one smoke cigarettes, Number two Coffee goes well with smokes... " He muttered and continued reading. He grinned as he copied and pasted it to Microsoft saving it so that if he forgot a rule he could always go back and look at it. Cigarettes were pretty easy to get, Mr. Jones was a usual smoker so taking one of his eight packs shouldn`t be too hard, and he usually drank coffee and coke anyway. He`ll just have to use splenda instead of sugar and switch to diet coke.

Closing all his programs, he went outside of his bedroom and made sure his brother was nowhere in sight. Sneaking into his father's room he searched through the draws and found an unopened pack of cigarettes next to his father's other pack. Closing the draw he went back into his room and shoved it inside his bag keeping it hidden especially from Mattie. Looking at the time he realized it was almost 4:30, in about two hours it would be dinner time. His stomach growled at the thought of food as Al glared at it and went into the bathroom connected to his room, brushing his teeth. He felt a little bit of stomach pains but they weren`t as bad as it was before. However he knew the minty taste would only last an hour as he went downstairs and filled his stomach with water, which would temporarily help kill the pains.

He collapsed on the bed, feeling what little energy he had to begin with evaporated. Al never really realized how much food gave him the energy to bounce around and one day of not eating just sucked the energy from him. His eyes drooped dramatically, trying to fight the fatigue, but he realized it was a useless feat and let them close and drift off in a deep sleep.

Although he didn't realize his brother opening the door. Mattie stopped though as he saw his brother collapsed on the bed. Mattie let a small smile play on his face as he saw his brother's peaceful face. Lately, Mattie has just been getting more and more worried about his brother and the sudden secrecy. Alfred had always been a terrible liar, but this was the first time where he confronted him and Al just casted him into the dark where he will stay.

"I only want what's best for you Al don't put me in the dark." He mumbled as he sank next to his brother. Unlike Al, Mattie wasn't oblivious, sure he was quiet and a bit shy with others but when it came to family he could be mother hawk and ready to tear limbs. But Al always wants to be a 'hero' and buts into other people's problems and keeping his own under lock and key. Mattie looked around quickly to see if there could be any hint to his brother's unusual behaviour, his eyes landed on his brother's beloved computer, but didn't make any attempt to go on it. With his brother in the room it was much too risky that the sound of the computer booting up would wake him up and if Al was hiding something there was a high chance of his brother causing a shit storm and he would never trust him again.

Gently getting of Alfred's bed, he slid back into his own room, picking up the phone and calling his Cuban friend. He and Alfred never had really gotten along although no one really knows why or will the two even tell why but when it came to Mattie he would listen even if he didn't like his other sibling. Mattie listened to it ring...Once...Twice-

"Hello?" A sleepy reply came from the other side much to Matt's relief he really needed to talk to somebody, And the Cuban was usually the better person to talk to since Arthur would probably do something drastic, and then when it comes to their cousin Francis...Well he would be a queen interrogate Alfred and then tell Arthur.

"Hey Ismael its Matt" He heard a grunt telling him he recognizes him.

"What's wrong?" Matt paused; did he usually call that much to tell him his problems? Shaking his head he ignored that thought. This is for Al, not him.

"It's Al" He heard a groan, which was expected being that the two highly disliked each other. He ignored it and decided to continue on since he was listening.

"There's something wrong with him, and he won't tell me what's wrong and I don't know what's wrong with him!" He felt hysterical at the thought, maybe he was overreacting or maybe his twin senses were tingling but something didn't feel right with Al and he would figure it out.

"Maybe he's just suffering from indigestion being that he's a pig and all." the Cuban all but scoffed. Although it would be plausible, he didn`t eat at all. Pausing for a minute he glared into the phone, he found it serious and certainly not the time to call rude names to his brother.

"My brother is not a pig and anyway he hasn't eaten all day, he even skipped breakfast!" The Cuban laughed over the phone, obviously finding something funny that the twin couldn`t.

"He hasn't eaten at all? Oh my god, the apocalypse! Has hell finally frozen over? " Mattie twitched, not at all finding any humour in this but kept his voice as calm as he could, yes they didn't like each other, but even for the Cuban he must have had an alert that something was wrong.

"No hell hasn't frozen over and Ismael this is serious!" Mattie was becoming desperate; he needed at least advice or an idea that something might be wrong. Ismael suddenly went quiet and for once actually thinking seriously about the other blond.

"Maybe he's trying to lose weight, but not in the healthiest of ways." He stated seriously, it made sense. Al usually got picked on for being heavier then the other twin and the other boys in general. And along with his brother's intelligence Al is pretty sensitive about his weight.

"Yeah...Maybe, but how will I know?" He asked quietly. Ismael sighed and heard the bigger boy shift probably to get into a more comfortable position.

"You will almost never see him with food, probably drink more fluids, and his breath with sometimes either smell really bad or really minty. Usually if he hasn't brushed his teeth, the smell of his stomach burning from the stomach acid will smell pretty bad. Oh and will probably smoke. " To say the least, Matt was impressed with the knowledge that his friend provided but was also afraid.

"H-how do you know this?" There was a pause on the other line; at first Mattie had thought that maybe he had hung up until the Cuban spoke again.

"Maria had developed Anorexia, I tried to help her but she died before I could actually convince her to stop."Matt's face contorted into a sad expression. Maria was Ismael's little sister before she died, apparently it took him a while to heal from the trauma and hasn`t completely healed from it. But Mattie really couldn`t blame him, he couldn`t survive without his twin. He was certain of that.

"Thank you Ismael." Although it was quiet he was sincere. Talking about this probably struck a sad chord in the Cuban, but it really did help.

"No problem Bud, make sure you snoop into his room for eating schedules, those are usually the proof you need to confirm it with your pops."

"Okay Thanks Ismael. I'll see you tomorrow. "

"No prob." And then there was a click that signalled that the conversation was over. Mattie but the phone back into the cradle and huddled himself in a ball.

'Brother what have you gotten yourself into?'

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A/N: Hey guys! Wow 37 reviews for 2 chapters thank you guys, I really appreciate it. And I'm so sorry for not updating often, I found out I'm failing science and my parents have been extra pissy about it. For those who had suggestions for the story don't think I haven't ignored them. I am listening to them and appreciating them as well. So thank you to those who have put suggestions in. As for the Anorexia site that all had been in, it is an actual site and I frankly do not condone girls (Or boys) Trying this. It's unhealthy and people have died from this.

Anyway guys I really hope you like this chapter, although to be honest it was a little quick when I had actually realized I forgot to update. But anyway you know the drill!

Ps: If there are mistakes in this that I haven't corrected I'm sorry about it and I'll try not to make those mistakes in the next chapters.