ARLEN'S POV
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I could hear Cleo cry in her room again, so I turned up the music in mine. She's such a cry baby, acting like she has the worst life ever. Mom and dad told me that she wasn't my real sister, but I grew up with her. She's sort of my best friend even though I do find her annoying. To me, she'll always be my sister.
My fingers are all over my Xbox controller as I play a racing game, but no matter how loud my music is, I could still hear her cry.
I sometimes wonder how mom and dad doesn't hear her, but I guess it's because they are always on another floor. I sigh, pausing my game before I leave the room, I don't knock on hers and just barge in. I freeze when I find her shirtless, but before turning away, I notice the bruises on her back and sides.
"Arlen!" she groans, "Get
