Strolson Twins

Chapter XIII (Up in Flames)

Alex's POV

Of course, after several hours of waiting, I went looking for him.

I wandered all around the crap town of Whistler. The snowboarding resorts, the school (long shot), the library (also a long, long shot), the old garage where he found the Camaro, and lastly, the police station. I really didn't want to go in there, but what choice did I have? What if he got caught? He'd need me to pay the bail.

I walked through the doors and saw the police officer that had pulled us over, talking quietly with another old dude.

"Yes, yes. Two kids. Twins, probably. No, sir, they gave me the slip," I could only hear half of the conversation.

But I grasped the concept.

I quickly walked away, now knowing that my brother wasn't busted.

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I went to Mable's Mansion. And waited for Asher to come back. I wanted to apologize. I waited. And waited. And waited.

I looked at the clock, 4:50.

I waited.

5:00

I started to lose patience.

5:02

I paced in circles.

5:05

The hair-pulling started.

5:07

Asher walked in.

Where have you been?!" I yelled, running towards him.

"Did Tall get caught?" Mable screamed.

"What happened to the cop?!" I demanded.

"Will Mable get called for this?" Mable questioned loudly.

"Any injuries?" I asked, an odd calm befalling me.

"What is wrong with Tall's fucking head?!?!" Mable bellowed, almost making me pee.

"I agree," I agreed, worrying for my brother.

He exploded.

"NOTHING IS WRONG WITH TALL!! WHY YA ASK?!?! IT'S NOT LIKE ANYONE FUCKING CARES EXCEPT FOR YOU!! I CAN HANDLE MYSELF!! THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH ME!! IT WAS JUST A FREAKIN' COP!! NOT THE WORST THAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED!!" His hand clenched and shot towards me. I flinched back . "You. Left. Me. To. A. Fucking. COP!"

I stared at him. He was right, I had left him. I was a terrible brother. Now, I'm starting a pity party. Shit.

He stormed out, leaving Mable and I still concerned about his face and other unseen injuries.

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I decided that it was best to let Asher cool down. So, per Mable's orders, I went out to do some shopping.

I had to drive 48 minutes to Squamish.

To find Walmart.

Because Mable will only eat apples from Walmart.

And she needed apples.

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I hobbled into the store. Several people stared at my bright pink cast, and one girl even snickered. I glared at her and she looked away. I headed towards the fruit section.

Bright red apples were pulled neatly into a triangle formation. Of course, I pulled three apples from the bottom of the pyramid. The shape made of fruit toppled over and the apples rolled everywhere. I walked away whistling, my crutches scraping the ground.