I look at the scars. "Are you sure it was him? Mybe it was a shape shifter."

"Oh my god Kale!" I look at him "I can't do this!" I pull my shirt down and start to walk away. "Bye ass hole!"

I shrug my shoulders again. "Whatever." I sit on the bench. If what Haru said was true then didn't I do anything? Did I just stand by while my own brother got abused? Why would I did that? I hated having memory loss. Nothing made any sense.

Camille finally came back from her mental sleep. She blinked and fell to the ground as her knees buckled. "Your memories....they are...harsh." Camille said breathlessly.

I kneeled next to Camille. "Are you okay? I don't think you should do that again."

Camille's breathing became light. "Wha-?" Her eyes rolled in the back of her head and her body began to convulse.

"Oh shit." I picked up Camille and decided to take her back to the brother hood house.