Girl meets herself

Siblings?

Lucas's POV
I looked around at the room I was currently in. I tried to sit up, yet the full body cast was preventing me. I saw a curly haired man with a curly haired women walked in. They both looked to be crying.
"Mom? Dad?" I asked. The couple gave each other a look.
"Should we tell him?" The woman mouthed.
"Lucas, we are your parents, but not the people who raised you." The man said.
"I don't follow." I replied.
"Lucas you were born on December 10th at 5:49 am. Your girlfriend, Riley, was born on December 10th at 6:00am. Cory and I couldn't afford two kids, so once we found out we were having twins, we decided to put one up for adoption. When you moved to New York, and fell in love with Riley I was freaking out. You kissed your sister!" My "mom" said. I gave a confused look. One thing in that sentence made since, Riley. She was my girlfriend, and sister. This just didn't make any sense. I needed to go see her. Did Riley know we were twins? Did Riley know who I was? Than a thought accord to me. "Why am I in the hospital?" I asked.
"You were in a taxi crash with Riley," "dad" said.
"Can I go see her?" I asked.
"I'm sorry Lucas, she's in a coma, and you can't leave this bed, so you will have to wait for her to awake. Than, the doctors will have her come visit you."

p̾l̾o̾t̾ t̾w̾i̾s̾t̾. l̾e̾t̾ m̾e̾ k̾n̾o̾w̾ w̾h̾a̾t̾ y̾o̾u̾ t̾h̾i̾n̾k̾. a̾n̾d̾ a̾l̾s̾o̾, m̾a̾n̾y̾ s̾h̾i̾p̾p̾e̾r̾s̾ w̾i̾l̾l̾ l̾i̾k̾l̾. k̾i̾l̾l̾ m̾e̾, b̾u̾t̾ h̾e̾r̾e̾s̾ m̾y̾ t̾a̾k̾e̾. r̾u̾c̾a̾d̾ i̾s̾ m̾y̾ m̾a̾n̾s̾h̾i̾p̾, y̾e̾t̾ i̾ a̾m̾ o̾p̾e̾n̾ t̾o̾ o̾t̾h̾e̾r̾s̾ t̾o̾o̾.