I am for you

Chapter 4. Starting a New Life

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After finishing their second year of high school, the twins spent most of the summer in Paris, looking for suitable housing. It became unbearable to live at home, and my mother increasingly lamented about their ruined lives. She did not believe in their bright future. Laurent finally decided to become a doctor, and there was just a private doctor living in Paris who agreed to take him on individual training. So Laurent had an urgent need to move to Paris. Larry was not going to be left without his twin anymore, so a couple of days after the onset of the summer holidays, the twins packed everything they needed and loaded into a new car they bought a month ago, they left their home. They both hoped never to return to it again.

The twins managed to earn quite a lot of money because each of them had special talents. And thanks to these talents, the twins were able to rent a very cheap, but with all the amenities, apartment in one of the farthest districts of Paris.

Their new independent life began, though a couple of years earlier than they had planned.

The school they attended was new only to Larry. Laurent studied there when her mother decided to separate them.

Larry quickly made friends, but a couple of the guys seemed too suspicious to him. These two guys looked at his twin strangely all the time.

These two are not very smart guys. They decided to arrange a small threesome with the participation of Laurent, and the fact that Laurent himself did not agree was of little concern. Laurent simply changed his style of dress and finally stopped looking like his own twin. Herman's internship brought good money, and Laurent updated his wardrobe a little, choosing stronger things, turtlenecks, sweaters that fit his flexible body, shirts and elongated raincoats and coats, hair gathered in a bun and a pile of pigtails pulled together at the back of the head. His bisexuality was simply evident to everyone, but no one dared to truly take advantage of the opportunities that opened up until this moment.

These two losers have not even noticed that their sexual fantasy has a rather aggressive and evil twin who is their new friend. Their mistake.

The guys immediately after physical education decided to press Lo to the wall in the locker room. They caught the moment when the guy was already out of the shower, but not yet dressed, pulling on only his underwear and pants. They had no idea that Larry was lying on a narrow bench in the adjacent aisle between the lockers. Larry has always been on the lookout. His brother turned out to be a tasty morsel for a fairly large number of people.

His eyes opened when there was a sound as if someone had flown into these very lockers, slowly rising from his seat, Larry straightened his slightly stiff muscles and walked towards the sound.

The boys' eyes widened as they finally understood. Almost bowing to the ground, they quickly left the locker room.

- How are you? - Larry walked over to his brother, turning his back to him to assess the damage, just a slight blush.

- Excellent. Looks like they were your friends.

- They're stupid. Only now have they realized that you are my twin. They are idiots. Larry said disappointedly, picking up the twin's duffel bag.

Finally, a big autumn festival has begun in Paris, a fair, rides and many street food stalls. Bouboo and Reggie also came over for the weekend. The boys wandered around the fair until Laurent jerked Larry sharply.

- What are you doing? – Larry asked just like that, he already knew what the twin wanted.

- I want this bear! - Laurent drawled as if he were five years old.

- You can ... - began Larry, knowing full well about the talents of his twin.

- I WANT THIS BEAR! - Laurent puffed out his lower lip and stamped his foot. Larry laughed and handed over the money to the owner. He knocked out all the targets on the first try, winning a cute teddy bear for the twin, which he immediately gave to Laurent. Luo hung on his brother's neck with a happy squeal and immediately began to examine the toy. He twirled it around a bit and purred contentedly when he found a zip pocket and shoulder straps on the side, which he immediately pulled over his shoulders. Booboo and Reggie rolled their eyes, hiding their smiles behind cotton candy. This guy was too versatile.

In gratitude for the gift, Laurent fed Larry the junk food he loved so much.

As the new week began, Laurent immersed himself in the books Herman had given him. Larry went on to build a dizzying career in the De La Crusoe gang. The twins have new friends Skitzo, Lorenz, Rochka, and Eleni. Larry gradually began to move away from the gang, noticing unpleasant changes in himself. And Laurent, although he kept his opinion to himself, each time healing the twin's wounds, looked at him very eloquently. Larry knew why. The reason was all too obvious. And when he came in one evening with a bullet in his shoulder, they argued. This was the second serious quarrel between them. Laurent didn't like what Larry was doing, he knew it was inevitable, but the whole shit was getting too dangerous. Law is not ready to lose his twin so early, and in general, it is unlikely that he will ever be ready.

Larry spent several days trying to figure out how to keep from being killed. There was no doubt that Laurent would not let him die from someone else's bullet purely on principle so that later he would kill his twin himself.

The solution to the problem came out of nowhere, one of the students at the school asked Larry to help him with the blackmailers. Then he helped a couple of guys get rid of the persecution. And word of mouth worked, people in need of help came to him. There were even those who dared to ask Laurent for help. Friends also joined Larry, a makeshift help center was formed, or, in other words, they became a "good" criminal gang. This, of course, was not much different from the real one, only in that they helped people, and did not intimidate them to hell. Laurent was neutral, he didn't care who stitched up wounds and treated abrasions, the only thing was that Larry always stood at the front of the line and Laurent's services were not free. Laurent regularly darned and smeared the guys with ointment, each time grumbling, and cursing. They interfered with his studies. Herman trusted him more and more in the treatment of people.

Skitzo doubted that Law needed to participate in all their affairs, negotiations, and discussions. He didn't like Laurent's neutrality towards the one he was treating. Laurent only snorted at all the grumblings on this topic, and Larry persuaded him not to raise this topic openly, otherwise, his selfish and wayward brother would start taking money from them for treatment.

And that Laurent must often keep his mouth shut. More like less being yourself. Be more humble. Skitzo didn't seem to feel fear, and for a long time, he was convinced that Laurent was just playing the role of a doctor. And in their little company, several things happened.

It all started with Weidi, a small guy who joined them because of his friendship with Laurent. And one spring they were all hanging out at an abandoned construction site. Nothing special, a small fire, ladies, twins, and a few girls. The usual hangout of schoolchildren, until Vaidi did not stick with the desire to shoot at empty cans. Everyone was delighted with this idea, except for Laurent, who, as usual, was sitting on the hood of the car, leaning his back against the windshield, enthusiastically reading another book. Skitzo just chuckled and rolled his eyes, arrogant asshole, that was what was going through his head.

Wendy infuriated Laurent by asking him to join in their fun. Larry didn't know what was the right thing to do, save Weidi or let Laurent shoot him in the head. Laurent decided everything himself, pulling a pistol from the belt of the twin's pants and, looking into Weidi's eyes, fired at all six cartridges, hitting exactly in the center of each. With an exasperated snort, he shoved the pistol into his brother's hands and returned to his reading. Nobody ever asked Laurent to shoot again. Because Larry warned that the next Law would blow his brains out. He didn't like weapons.