~Twins~
Working on a photo shoot the two blonde walk away, leaving the twins with the camera guy. Talking over shadowing and other random things, the twins look up when the overly giggling blonde walk back into the den holding a container. Frowning Owen looks at Van, who looks puzzled.
“What’s that?” Walking over to them, followed by Owen. Something feels wrong, as they snicker.
“Brownies, want one” Trish one of the blondes asks. Owen looks at the container, to growl snatching it out of her hand. Van looks at his brother, when he points to the side. In faded ink is the word “Riae”. Van’s eyes widen meeting his brothers, before turning to the girls.
“Who gave these to you?” Pointing to the brownies. They shrug.
“Some chick, with to many tattoos”
“I no right, what the hell was she wearing?” They laugh, making Owen’s blood boil. They should talk looking like an after school special, from a porn movie that shouldn’t of even been made. It takes Van about a second, before he flips.
“Shit, Owen” His face has paled, Owen looks at him still to mad with the comments the blondes have made.
“Owen, she thinks….” Van gulped not able to finish the sentences. With the realization that their Riae thinks they’ve lead her on, Owen pales a green color.
“NO!” Covering the brownies, he runs out the den room.
“Hey” The girls yell, making the guys turn around in a fury.
“Get out, and stay out” Van growls, looking at the girls.
“What? Why?” Trish asks, trying to be sexy.
“Where not interested, now leave” Pointing to the door. They pout looking even more unattractive. Owen watches as the two bimbos leave, while the camera guy packs up quickly. When everyone is gone Owen snaps, grabbing his hair and looking broken at Van.
“She’s going to be pissed, are you ready for that?” Van asks, watching Owen closely.
“We can’t loose her” His voice cracks, as Van nods leading them to the car.
It takes to long for the twins to get to her place, at that was only a five minute drive. Owen jumps out of the passenger seat, running up the stairs as Van catches up to him. Grabbing the door he’s surprised when it just opens, he thought they said to lock that. Pushing his anger aside for the none locked door, they enter quickly closing the door. Not long after does she walk out, two duffle bags in hand. Her eyes widen at the sight of them, then harder to ice cold shells.Owen holds his breath, as does Van they’ve never seen her this mad. Her eyes are puffy which means only one thing, and the twins mentally curse for making their baby cry. The bags drop to the floor shaking what feels like the whole house, her eyes thin glaring daggers at them. They’re not sure if they should talk first, or just let her get it all out of her system. But damn if she isn’t more mad, the bitter words sour their mouths.
“Done already… would of thought you’d take longer with two of them” It’s a mixture of hissing and growling. Owen caught the spark that twisted around her green eyes, he was mad at himself for being turned on. She was extremely sexy when mad, the more she glared the more sexual she became to him.
“Riae please” Van tried a softer approach, which proved a damn idea.
“Don’t you dare please me anything, we” Motioning between them all.
“Are not anything, so your pleases are going unheard” Her hand dragged through what was already dragged though hair. Owen looked down at the bags, then at her.
“Where are you going?” Riae snapped her eyes at him, making him wish he’d kept his mouth shut.
“None of your god damn business” Hissing. A shiver ran up his spine, like a spiky little dragon. Van tried again, thinking the second time wouldn’t be so bad.
“Riae are you leaving us?” His words came out broken, making Owen watch her even more closely. She lightly shook her head, not in a no answer but more of an annoyed shake. Tongue rolled over her teeth, eyeing them like they were thieving children. She refused to answer, making Owen panicked. She was going to leave them, dump them for their betrayal in which they didn’t do. But the beauty didn’t know that, cause two stupid blondes had to go an be ass holes. God only knows what they said to her, they were snakes that preyed on the weak. Riae had been caught off guard, making her appear weak….something the twins new she wasn’t.
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Fight Code
RomanceBeing the daughter to one of the most experienced fighters known is a hard task, never mind being the younger sister to five very protective brothers. Riae has wanted to work in the fight industry since she was a little girl, but girls don't fight...