The Blood I Carry

Affection

At this moment I have decided that I hate my brother. I hate him so much it hurts my brain. I just want to slap him to knock some fucking common sense into that small brain of his.

Walking up to my room from the training room feels like forever. Afternoon training is in the basement, so the walk up is even more tiring. And I feel bad for the cleaners, as I leave a wet trail behind me as I walk.

"Olivia," I hear a voice behind me.

"Go away Jude." I say, continuing to walk to my room.

"Olivia please," He says, his voice is closer. I start walking faster, one more flight of stairs to go. I start to jog up the stairs, only wanting peace, but I can still hear him, getting even closer as if he's started jogging as well.

I get to my room and go to slam my door, but the door flies open.

I turn around to him, "Jude please-" I'm cut off by his lips smashing onto mine, his hands placed on my jaw and neck. I pull away and look at him. Then I give in.

He pushes me against a wall and one of his hands is wrapped up in my wet hair, the other rests on my jawline. I explore his chest and stomach and then I snake my arms around his neck.

"Oh god-" Jude whispers, out of breath, and into my mouth. My stupid common sense tells me I shouldn't be doing this, this is bad and it will ruin things. But my brain tells me differently, it wants him, i want him.

He deepens the kiss, pressing his body against mine, my soggy clothes are still sticking to me and fitting to me like a glove.

This whole thing is a new experience for me, and I start to wonder why I didn't do this before.

Judes hands slide down my sides, he feels all my curves until he reaches my thighs, one hand slides up to my stomach. My body feels out of control and I don't know what I'm doing because one leg lifts up and wraps around his legs. He stops kissing me and moves to my cheek, then my jawline and down to my neck. I tilt my head up, giving him easier access. I close my eyes, taking in every moment, never wanting it to end. My breath keeps getting caught in my throat, small sounds escaping my lips. I have never felt this way before. Only it does. We are stopped by my phone going off. I look at the chest of drawers beside us, it's Valentina.

"Jude I should get this." I say out of breath, not really wanting to stop.

"Just ignore it, if it's that important they will phone back." He says, lifting my head up by my chin and going to kiss my neck again

"Jude. Let me take this, I'm sorry." I walk away going into the bathroom and answer the phone.

"Hey, what's up?" I speak into the phone.

"Hey, I was wondering if you were okay, Jude followed you up but neither of you are back yet, what are you doing?" She says.

The truth is: I was making out with your twin brother, it was really nice.

Of course I'm not going to say that, I will obviously lie. Never thought of myself to be a liar. I'm not ashamed Jude and I kissed, I'm more shocked than anything if I'm honest, what does this mean for us going forward?

"I was just showering, i'm going to dry my hair and i'll be back down. Jude didnt come after me, he went to his room or something."

"Oh okay, see you at dinner then babe." Valentina hangs up the phone, and I let out a sigh of relief maybe? I decide not to go back out there and face Jude, I decide to shower instead, like I said I was doing.

After spending longer than usual in the shower, I walk out and see Jude sitting on the edge of my bed. Staring at the wall. Waiting for me. We hold eye contact for 12 seconds, I counted it.

"I'm gonna go. See you later." He says. Then he gets up and leaves.

What was that?

I have no idea what just happened, but I felt something I have never ever felt.