Xavier's POV.
I didn't leave completely, I could hear the curiosity in Alana's voice when she asked Belinda why Rolland and I were always fighting.
I clenched my fists, resisting the urge to turn around and answer her.
Her question made me remember things I have pushed down my memory for a long time now. It took all my effort not to scream or curse at my brother when he started acting like the bully he was.
Groaning, I rushed to the gym, deciding to work out the frustration and anger I was feeling at the moment.
At least it would take the attention of my mind from the memories that kept intruding into my thoughts.
My hands moved with familiar ease, I punched the bag a few times until my muscles loosened up and my breathing became normal again.
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****12 years ago*****
"Rol
