Twins, chapter 2
"Awww, don't cry," Tre said, his arm around me
"Thanks, it's just my life sucks, being the 'ugly' twin. She has it all, and I have nothing,"
"Hey, that's not true," said Mike,
"Yeah, you have us," butted in Billie Joe,
"Really?" I snivelled pathetically,
"Of course,"
"Thanks guys,"
"It's getting dark, you should probably head home..."
"No! Please don't make me go home!" I was terrified, "I will do anything, just don't make me go home,"
"Anything?" I saw a grin on Tre's face,
"TRE! Don't even think about it!" yelled Billie Joe,
"Don't worry about it, if you really want to stay here, you can,"
"Really?"
"Yeah, sure,"
"I wanna spend the night!" said Mike and Tre in unison, I giggled a little,
"Fine, I don't think anyone will care," I smiled at Billie Joe, he was so nice to me, unlike everyone else. I looked around, confused,
"Uhh... where do I sleep?"
"Well..." said Billie Joe, "Mike has the spare room, and because of Tre's 'joke' he's on the couch..."
"Hey!"
"Too bad, so sad,"
"I guess you could have my bed..."
"Where will you sleep?"
"Umm..."
"You can sleep in your bed, I can sleep on the floor,"
"No... but if you really want to...uh, you can share the bed with me..."
"Really?" I saw Billie Joe grin,
"Yeah.. I guess,"
"Kewl, let me show you where my room is," I followed him to a big bedroom in the back,
"This is my room," he said gesturing to the large room. I looked around, some posters on the walls, a few writing books, a box in the corner, a desk, a dresser, and a king size bed,
"Wow..."
"It's not a great bedroom...."
"Yes it is!" I leant on the nearest wall, only to find it was hollow, the drywall covering a hole. I looked in the hole to find a small box filled with dope,
"You smoke?"
"Only under immense pressure,"
"Oh... okay, well I'm tired. You wanna go to bed?"
"Sure, I'll find you something to wear," I sat on the bed and gazed upon his room. He finally found something usable for pjs,
"Here," he handed me a pair of boxers and a tank top,
"Thanks... uh where's your bathroom?"
"Down the hall and to the left,"
"K, be right back,"
"K," he sighed as I left. She's gonna be sleeping in MY bed with ME in it! In MY boxers! Billie Joe began to drool at the thoughts going through his head,
"Back, how do I look?" I showed up at the door of his room, dressed in what he had given me,
"Wow... you look, nice," I smiled as Billie Joe blushed. He had gotten changed as well, in a t-shirt and shorts,
"So you wanna hit the hay?"
"Sure," I assumed Mike and Tre had already went to bed. I climbed into his bed, Billie Joe asking as I did,
"Lights on or off,"
"Off,"
"Okay,"
"Thanks,"
"No problem," he said, climbing into bed with me. I wanted to hold him, I was cold in what he had given me,
"Billie Joe?"
"Yeah?" he murmered,
"I'm cold,"
"Oh... uh,"
"Come here," I said, moving closer to him. I hugged him, his warmth helping me sleep,
"Billie Joe?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks," I said and kissed him on the forehead.
***
"Ty, hey Ty wake up," I felt someone nudging me,
"Wha...?"
"Ty, wake up. We're gonna go get a drink, wanna come?"
"Uh... sure," I opened my eyes to see Tre looking down at me. I got up, still in the clothes Billie Joe lent me,
"Hmmm," I saw Tre check me out, "You look... nice,"
"Thanks, I gotta get changed,"
"No worries, I won't look,"
"Never mind, I'll be back in a minute," I headed down the hall to the bathroom, opening it without knocking,
"Aaaahhh, oh my god!" I tried to get over what I had just seen. Mike having a shower. I grinned, he looked pretty hot. I waited outside of the bathroom for Mike to come out. He came out and looked at me,
"Oh, it was you... uh,"
"I'm sorry,"
"It's alright,"
"No, I'm sorry... I didn't know,"
"It's alright,"
"Oh... okay," I quickly went into the bathroom to get changed. I came out in my clothes, the ones that I had wore yesterday.
"Thanks, it's just my life sucks, being the 'ugly' twin. She has it all, and I have nothing,"
"Hey, that's not true," said Mike,
"Yeah, you have us," butted in Billie Joe,
"Really?" I snivelled pathetically,
"Of course,"
"Thanks guys,"
"It's getting dark, you should probably head home..."
"No! Please don't make me go home!" I was terrified, "I will do anything, just don't make me go home,"
"Anything?" I saw a grin on Tre's face,
"TRE! Don't even think about it!" yelled Billie Joe,
"Don't worry about it, if you really want to stay here, you can,"
"Really?"
"Yeah, sure,"
"I wanna spend the night!" said Mike and Tre in unison, I giggled a little,
"Fine, I don't think anyone will care," I smiled at Billie Joe, he was so nice to me, unlike everyone else. I looked around, confused,
"Uhh... where do I sleep?"
"Well..." said Billie Joe, "Mike has the spare room, and because of Tre's 'joke' he's on the couch..."
"Hey!"
"Too bad, so sad,"
"I guess you could have my bed..."
"Where will you sleep?"
"Umm..."
"You can sleep in your bed, I can sleep on the floor,"
"No... but if you really want to...uh, you can share the bed with me..."
"Really?" I saw Billie Joe grin,
"Yeah.. I guess,"
"Kewl, let me show you where my room is," I followed him to a big bedroom in the back,
"This is my room," he said gesturing to the large room. I looked around, some posters on the walls, a few writing books, a box in the corner, a desk, a dresser, and a king size bed,
"Wow..."
"It's not a great bedroom...."
"Yes it is!" I leant on the nearest wall, only to find it was hollow, the drywall covering a hole. I looked in the hole to find a small box filled with dope,
"You smoke?"
"Only under immense pressure,"
"Oh... okay, well I'm tired. You wanna go to bed?"
"Sure, I'll find you something to wear," I sat on the bed and gazed upon his room. He finally found something usable for pjs,
"Here," he handed me a pair of boxers and a tank top,
"Thanks... uh where's your bathroom?"
"Down the hall and to the left,"
"K, be right back,"
"K," he sighed as I left. She's gonna be sleeping in MY bed with ME in it! In MY boxers! Billie Joe began to drool at the thoughts going through his head,
"Back, how do I look?" I showed up at the door of his room, dressed in what he had given me,
"Wow... you look, nice," I smiled as Billie Joe blushed. He had gotten changed as well, in a t-shirt and shorts,
"So you wanna hit the hay?"
"Sure," I assumed Mike and Tre had already went to bed. I climbed into his bed, Billie Joe asking as I did,
"Lights on or off,"
"Off,"
"Okay,"
"Thanks,"
"No problem," he said, climbing into bed with me. I wanted to hold him, I was cold in what he had given me,
"Billie Joe?"
"Yeah?" he murmered,
"I'm cold,"
"Oh... uh,"
"Come here," I said, moving closer to him. I hugged him, his warmth helping me sleep,
"Billie Joe?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks," I said and kissed him on the forehead.
***
"Ty, hey Ty wake up," I felt someone nudging me,
"Wha...?"
"Ty, wake up. We're gonna go get a drink, wanna come?"
"Uh... sure," I opened my eyes to see Tre looking down at me. I got up, still in the clothes Billie Joe lent me,
"Hmmm," I saw Tre check me out, "You look... nice,"
"Thanks, I gotta get changed,"
"No worries, I won't look,"
"Never mind, I'll be back in a minute," I headed down the hall to the bathroom, opening it without knocking,
"Aaaahhh, oh my god!" I tried to get over what I had just seen. Mike having a shower. I grinned, he looked pretty hot. I waited outside of the bathroom for Mike to come out. He came out and looked at me,
"Oh, it was you... uh,"
"I'm sorry,"
"It's alright,"
"No, I'm sorry... I didn't know,"
"It's alright,"
"Oh... okay," I quickly went into the bathroom to get changed. I came out in my clothes, the ones that I had wore yesterday.
