Learning to love

19

Vegas

I open my eyes, cursing when a ray of light woke me up and I look around me, I was in my office, it seems I fell asleep here again. Lately, I used to fall asleep in the office because I was buried in papers. Since my uncle died, Kinn and I buried ourselves in work, and that's because we wanted everything to be fine, for us and our families.

"Dad, what the hell." I hear a voice and a 20-year-old boy enters my office like a whirlwind, holding a motorcycle helmet.

"Watch out for Venice language." I hear Pete and immediately see him walk into my office, wearing only a pair of pajama pants and now pulling a t-shirt over his head.

He was bloody weird, Pete, it was him, I would never have mistaken him, he was the love of my life, I would have recognized him anywhere, he was older, but damn he was sexier, damn hot I can say.

"I'm sorry Papa, but that's not possible. Dad, my twins walked on my motorcycle." shouted the boy, but before I could say anything, two twin boys entered my office.

"I told you Venice, we didn't ride your motorcycle, I told you so many times. And you really had to tell your father about this situation, you really couldn't talk to us?" says one of the boys.

The boys were twins, clearly bigger than Venice. One of them, the blond one, was leaning against the door while the other one, the red-haired one, was complaining to Pete, telling him that it wasn't true and they weren't the ones who did this. They weren't Thai, it was clear from the blue eyes they had, but it seems they were our children, because they called Pete, papa, just like Venice.

"Then who walked on my motorcycle?" Venice asked angrily. "Damn, you're going to be late for the exam," he shouted in frustration.

"Venice, take one of the twins' cars until we find out what happened to your motorcycle." Pete tells him and immediately the red-haired boy wanted to protest, but Pete's look makes him shut up." Don't even think about commenting, your brother has an important exam today, the last exam of the first year of medical school and no one it won't make my son, a future doctor, late."

Venice walks up to Pete, whispers an "I love you dad" and storms out of my office, not before snatching the blond boy's keys from his hand and disappearing. Pete sighs, then comes to me, kissing me quickly, then sits down, looking at the two boys. It was strange, a lady how strange it can be, but somehow I think I was dreaming, there is no reason for these facts to happen in real life. I try to hide and even though I felt the pain, damn if something happens.

"T, B, what happened to Venice's motorcycle?" asked Pete who was tired, he probably didn't sleep much last night without me there.

"I swear Papa, I don't know. I just got home, with my car, and T, as you can see, just woke up." he points the redhead towards the blonde, which makes me breathe a sigh of relief, because I now know that B is the redhead and T is the blonde.

"How the hell do you not know what happened, it just didn't break down on its own? Where is Cake?" Pete asks, and as they both shrug, Pete sighs loudly. "Please bring Cake here right now."