The Nerdy Twin ✔️

Chapter Nine

HENRY'S POV

I didn't even dare look up as she walked away from me, just listened to her footsteps fade away before they were engulfed by all the noise in the cafeteria. Only after she left did I realize that I had failed to tell her of her job interview with Jack. He would be disappointed when she failed to show up but I could just tell him that she had already gotten another job or something like that. In my defense I had not asked to be the messenger in the first place. If Willow hadn't already found another job, she would sooner or later. I refused to feel guilty about ruining a possible chance of her getting a job at the arcade.

Besides she had been the one to catch me off guard. I didn't expect her to join me for lunch. I appreciated her apology, it had been a shock when she sat by me and even more surprising when she apologized. The girl already affected me when we weren't interacting, how did she expect me to behave when she addressed me directly. She had rendered me speechless so if you looked at things perspectively, it was kind of her fault.

It stung when she said that my brother and I were the same person, we could not be any more different but I hadn't proven her otherwise. Her accusation was justified so as much I wanted to be angry at her, I had no right.

I looked up and was met with a murderous glare from my brother who was seated across the cafeteria at the popular table. My little interaction with Willow was definitely the reason why his eyes were shooting invisible lasers at me. He started getting up, probably to get to me but was cut short by the ringing of the bell. I gathered up my stuff quick and high tailed out of there running to my first class of the afternoon. It was not my fault that Willow chose to talk to me but my brother would definitely not buy that excuse. I knew I would only be able to escape him for so long as we lived in the same house but I'd hold out as long as I could.

By the end of the day my thoughts were driving me crazy so I decided to head home first, get a shower and a short nap before heading to the arcade. I'd had a free period in the last class so I'd done most of my homework then.

No one was home when I arrived which to me was a good thing as I was in no mood to deal with anyone. I rushed straight up to my room for a shower. After my shower I stood infront of my bathroom mirror with a towel tied around my waist. I wiped the mirror with my palm to get rid of the mist and my face became clearer. Immediately Willow's words rang in my head.

"You know I actually thought for a second that you were different from your brother but you and him are one and the same."

Maybe she was right, Matthew and I were twins after all, born of the same womb and as much as I tried to deny it, I was probably lying to myself. I had after all hidden vital information from Willow, was rude when she was just trying to be nice and apologize. I was pathetic and the more I thought about it the more I could relate to all those names my brother called me to taunt me. Loser, coward, weirdo, freak. I was all that and Willow had seen it yet she had only known me for only a few days.

A surge of anger washed over me and before I could stop myself I slammed my fist against the mirror shattering it into a thousand pieces. My fist was bleeding but I wasn't feeling the pain. I stared at it for a few minutes willing myself to feel something, anything but came up blank. I washed up all the blood, applied disinfectant before wrapping it in gauze. It was not my first broken mirror and it would not be my last. I didn't even bother cleaning up the mess I'd made, just walked out of the bathroom to get a change of clothes. One of the maids would do it anyway when they dropped off my laundry so why bother.

I'd just finished pulling on my shoes when Matthew burst into the room, fists clenched, his chest rising up and down in anger. I didn't even bother running or making excuses because I knew what he was angry about.