Twinsequences (A Twisted Twin Series) (5 page)

While
 getting
 the
 steaks
 marinated
 in
 some
 red
 wine
 vinegar
 and
 Worchester
 
sauce,
 I
 cooked
 the
 bacon
 up.
 After
 separating
 some
 for
 the
 beans
 and
 some
 for
 the
 
green
 beans,
 I
 mixed
 in
 onions
 and
 sausage
 to
 half
 of
 it.
 When
 the
 meat
 was
 fully
 
cooked
 and
 the
 onions
 browned,
 I
 poured
 in
 the
 can
 of
 beans.
 I
 fried
 the
 green
 beans
 
in
 bacon
 and
 a
 few
 diced
 pieces
 of
 onion,
 while
 broiling
 the
 steaks.
 
 
It
 took
 me
 fifteen
 minutes
 to
 create
 a
 nice
 meal.
 Stosh
 came
 walking
 out
 with
 
an
 empty
 beer
 bottle.
 He
 had
 a
 smile
 on
 his
 face,
 but
 still
 said
 nothing.
 
 
I
 didn’t
 know
 what
 to
 do
 when
 he
 walked
 up
 and
 put
 his
 arms
 around
 my
 
waist.
 I
 could
 feel
 his
 breath
 on
 the
 back
 of
 my
 neck
 as
 he
 kissed
 me
 there.
 “What’s
 
all
 this
 for?”
 
“I
 figured
 you’d
 be
 hungry.
 I
 know
 I’m
 starving.”
 I
 was
 trying
 so
 hard
 to
 not
 
look
 at
 him,
 but
 the
 more
 he
 touched
 me,
 the
 harder
 it
 was
 to
 attempt
 to
 ignore
 
what
 was
 happening.
 
“I
 missed
 you.”
 He
 kissed
 the
 side
 of
 my
 head
 before
 turning
 me
 around
 and
 
pulling
 me
 into
 his
 arms.
 
 
“I
 missed
 you
 too.”
 It
 was
 the
 truth.
 I’d
 missed
 him
 every
 day
 for
 four
 years.
 I
 
could
 deny
 it
 to
 myself,
 but
 it
 would
 have
 been
 a
 lie.
 In
 a
 matter
 of
 a
 half
 hour,
 I
 was
 
right
 back
 to
 being
 infatuated
 with
 him.
 The
 problem
 was
 that
 he
 was
 my
 sister’s
 
husband.
 He
 could
 never
 know
 how
 I
 felt
 or
 that
 I
 wasn’t
 her.
 This
 was
 all
 pretend.
 
He
 wasn’t
 telling
 me
 that
 he
 missed
 me,
 he
 was
 telling
 her
 that.
 
He
 pulled
 away
 and
 looked
 me
 right
 in
 the
 eye.
 I
 tried
 to
 think
 of
 what
 my
 
sister
 would
 say,
 except
 I
 was
 speechless.
 
“What
 do
 you
 want
 to
 do
 tonight?”
 
I
 shrugged.
 “Don’t
 you
 have
 cards?”
 
Stosh
 ran
 one
 of
 his
 hands
 up
 my
 back
 over
 my
 shirt.
 “I
 could
 stay
 home.
 We
 
could
 hang
 out.
 It’s
 been
 a
 while
 since
 we’ve
 done
 that.”
 
What
 was
 I
 supposed
 to
 say?
 How
 could
 I
 stand
 there
 and
 tell
 someone
 that
 I
 
wanted
 to
 spend
 every
 second
 with,
 that
 he
 should
 get
 as
 far
 away
 from
 me
 as
 he
 
could?
 I
 swallowed
 my
 pride.
 How
 bad
 could
 it
 be?
 It
 wasn’t
 like
 I
 was
 climbing
 into
 
bed
 with
 him.
 I
 didn’t
 want
 to
 be
 second
 to
 my
 sister,
 but
 since
 he
 thought
 I
 was
 her,
 
I
 wasn’t
 doing
 anything
 wrong.
 “Okay.”
 
He
 seemed
 shocked
 that
 I
 agreed.
 After
 taking
 a
 green
 bean
 out
 of
 the
 pan
 
and
 popping
 it
 into
 his
 mouth,
 he
 kissed
 me
 on
 the
 nose.
 “Go
 sit
 down.
 I’ll
 make
 our
 
plates
 and
 meet
 you
 in
 the
 living
 room.”
 
I
 smiled
 and
 made
 my
 way
 over
 there.
 A
 few
 times,
 I
 caught
 myself
 looking
 
over
 at
 him,
 admiring
 how
 much
 he’d
 changed
 since
 high
 school.
 He
 was
 even
 more
 
handsome
 as
 an
 adult.
 Stosh’s
 hair
 had
 gotten
 darker
 and
 his
 face
 had
 more
 hair
 on
 
it.
 He
 was
 still
 built
 well,
 just
 bigger.
 When
 he
 caught
 me
 looking,
 he
 winked
 at
 me.
 I
 
turned
 my
 head
 and
 blushed
 like
 I
 was
 fourteen
 again.
 This
 wasn’t
 like
 me
 to
 act
 
that
 way.
 I
 was
 mature
 and
 handled
 my
 relationships
 with
 a
 keen
 sense
 of
 
responsibility.
 Whatever
 was
 happening,
 I
 had
 no
 control
 over
 myself.
 
 
When
 Stosh
 came
 over
 with
 two
 plates
 and
 the
 bottle
 of
 ranch,
 I
 had
 to
 laugh.
 
I’d
 put
 ranch
 on
 everything
 when
 I
 was
 a
 kid
 and
 so
 did
 my
 sister.
 My
 father
 would
 
always
 tell
 me
 that
 I
 was
 ruining
 the
 taste
 of
 my
 meat.
 He
 didn’t
 get
 it.
 
It
 was
 weird
 how
 Stosh
 watched
 me
 eat.
 Who
 was
 I
 kidding,
 everything
 was
 
weird.
 This
 wasn’t
 my
 life.
 Pretending
 to
 be
 my
 sister
 was
 only
 going
 to
 break
 my
 
heart
 all
 over
 again.
 He
 was
 clearly
 in
 love
 with
 her.
 I
 just
 wanted
 to
 know
 what
 that
 
felt
 like.
 
I
 should
 have
 got
 up
 and
 walked
 out
 of
 the
 house.
 Whatever
 my
 sister
 was
 
involved
 in,
 it
 was
 her
 problem,
 not
 mine.
 
 
Still,
 after
 all
 this
 time,
 I
 couldn’t
 tear
 myself
 away
 from
 this
 man.
 Even
 if
 it
 
were
 only
 for
 a
 couple
 days,
 or
 one
 night,
 this
 was
 exactly
 where
 I
 wanted
 to
 be.
 I
 
wanted
 to
 have
 my
 best
 friend
 back.
 I
 wanted
 to
 pretend
 that
 he’d
 never
 fallen
 in
 
love
 with
 my
 sister.
 
 
I
 wanted
 to
 pretend
 that
 he
 was
 in
 love
 with
 me
 instead.
 
 
 
 
 
Chapter
 3
 
Truth
 or
 Dare
 
 
After
 we
 ate,
 Stosh
 insisted
 on
 doing
 the
 dishes.
 I
 guessed
 that
 he
 was
 the
 one
 
who
 did
 them
 every
 day.
 In
 order
 to
 keep
 up
 with
 pretending
 to
 be
 Ivy,
 I
 sat
 on
 the
 
couch
 and
 pretended
 to
 ignore
 him.
 It
 was
 difficult.
 I’d
 been
 away
 for
 so
 long
 that
 I
 
wanted
 to
 know
 what
 he’d
 been
 up
 to
 for
 the
 past
 four
 years.
 Surely,
 he’d
 have
 a
 lot
 
to
 tell
 me.
 Unfortunately,
 I
 couldn’t
 ask
 that,
 since
 I
 was
 suppose
 to
 know.
 
I’d
 stopped
 asking
 my
 parents
 about
 my
 sister
 years
 ago.
 When
 I
 had
 done
 it,
 
hearing
 about
 them
 being
 so
 happy
 literally
 made
 me
 sick.
 I
 was
 so
 jealous
 of
 their
 
life.
 Perhaps
 it
 was
 immature.
 I
 had
 run
 away
 from
 my
 problems,
 instead
 of
 facing
 
them.
 She
 was
 my
 twin
 sister
 and
 I’d
 abandoned
 her.
 
I’d
 stayed
 away
 when
 they
 lost
 their
 baby.
 I
 hated
 him
 for
 not
 wanting
 a
 
divorce.
 I
 hated
 them
 both
 for
 falling
 in
 love.
 
 
For
 years
 I’d
 wondered
 what
 she’d
 had
 that
 I
 didn’t.
 We
 were
 identical.
 Stosh
 
and
 I
 were
 friends,
 not
 him
 and
 Ivy.
 Why
 would
 he
 be
 friends
 with
 me
 if
 he
 wanted
 
her
 the
 whole
 time?
 
Was
 he
 that
 shallow
 in
 high
 school
 that
 he
 had
 to
 pick
 the
 twin
 that
 put
 out?
 
It
 was
 all
 I
 could
 figure.
 
The
 thing
 was,
 I
 would
 have
 given
 him
 my
 virginity.
 I
 knew
 it
 then
 and
 I
 
would
 still
 have
 felt
 that
 way
 if
 I
 was
 a
 virgin
 now.
 Them
 being
 together
 didn’t
 just
 
crush
 me
 as
 a
 teenager.
 Every
 relationship
 I’d
 had,
 I
 found
 myself
 comparing
 them
 
to
 Stoshua.
 
 
When
 he
 came
 over
 and
 sat
 down
 next
 to
 me
 on
 the
 couch,
 I
 didn’t
 know
 
what
 to
 do.
 I
 had
 to
 focus
 on
 being
 Ivy.
 I
 looked
 around
 and
 thought
 about
 what
 she
 
would
 do.
 Would
 she
 file
 or
 nails,
 or
 pounce
 all
 over
 his
 fine
 ass?
 
Knowing
 that
 the
 second
 choice
 was
 probably
 out
 of
 her
 idea
 of
 boundaries
 I
 
couldn’t
 cross,
 I
 decided
 to
 grab
 the
 fingernail
 file
 and
 start
 concentrating
 on
 them
 
instead
 of
 the
 musky
 scented
 man
 sitting
 right
 next
 to
 me.
 
Speaking
 of
 his
 smell,
 I
 wanted
 to
 reach
 over
 and
 stick
 my
 nose
 right
 against
 
his
 freshly
 showered
 skin.
 He
 smelled
 divine.
 
 
He
 cleared
 his
 voice
 after
 flipping
 through
 the
 channels.
 “Anything
 you
 want
 
to
 watch?”
 
I
 shook
 my
 head.
 “Anything
 is
 fine.”
 
He
 cocked
 his
 eyebrow
 and
 turned
 on
 a
 show
 on
 MTV.
 When
 he
 sat
 the
 
remote
 down,
 it
 took
 me
 about
 five
 minutes
 to
 realize
 how
 much
 I
 hated
 the
 show.
 
“You
 said
 anything.”
 
“Well,
 I
 thought
 you’d
 want
 to
 watch
 something
 more
 educational.”
 Maybe
 
my
 sister
 had
 changed
 him.
 
He
 turned
 on
 some
 show
 on
 the
 National
 Geographic
 channel
 and
 got
 
comfortable.
 After
 only
 seconds,
 we
 were
 both
 fully
 involved
 in
 the
 program.
 I
 
caught
 him
 giving
 me
 looks
 every
 couple
 of
 minutes.
 At
 least
 if
 he
 figured
 out
 I
 
wasn’t
 Ivy,
 he
 wouldn’t
 regret
 his
 actions
 too
 much.
 
The
 later
 the
 night
 got
 the
 closer
 his
 body
 ended
 up
 next
 to
 mine.
 Maybe
 I
 
was
 inching
 my
 way
 toward
 him
 too.
 I
 couldn’t
 help
 it.
 
 
Around
 ten,
 my
 phone
 vibrated.
 I
 leaned
 over
 and
 saw
 it
 was
 a
 text
 from
 Ivy.
 
Of
 course,
 it
 said
 it
 was
 from
 Willow.
 
Are
 you
 bored
 out
 of
 your
 mind
 yet?
 -‐I
 
Actually,
 Stosh
 stayed
 home.
 We
 had
 dinner
 and
 are
 watching
 TV.
 Are
 
you
 dealing
 with
 things?
 -‐
 W
 
I
 may
 need
 you
 to
 stay
 longer.
 Things
 are
 bad.
 Does
 he
 know
 it’s
 you?
 
What
 is
 he
 up
 to?
 -‐
 I
 
No,
 he
 doesn’t
 know.
 What
 do
 you
 mean
 longer?
 I
 can’t
 do
 this
 for
 long,
 
Ivy.
 
He’s
 going
 to
 find
 out.
 What
 if
 he
 tries
 to
 kiss
 me?
 I
 can’t
 sleep
 next
 to
 
him
 in
 bed.
 -‐
 W
 
Oh
 stop!
 Stosh
 sleeps
 on
 the
 couch
 every
 night.
 If
 he
 kisses
 you,
 just
 kiss
 
him
 back.
 He
 has
 to
 think
 you’re
 me.
 Please
 do
 whatever
 you
 have
 to.
 My
 life
 
depends
 on
 it.
 -‐
 I
 
You’re
 insane.
 I’m
 not
 kissing
 your
 husband!
 If
 you’re
 in
 trouble,
 you
 
need
 to
 tell
 me
 right
 now!
 -‐
 W
 
Willow,
 I’m
 not
 saying
 you
 can
 fuck
 my
 husband.
 Just
 keep
 him
 happy.
 I
 
have
 to
 go
 now.
 I
 will
 try
 to
 keep
 in
 touch.
 Love
 you.
 -‐
 I
 
Wait!
 How
 long?
 -‐
 W