Hailee's Pov
"WHAT THE HELL??" I screamed as soon as the ducttape was removed from my mouth. She untied my hands from the chair too.
"I had to get rid of him! You know that its too dangerous! Remember what happened to Wyatt?"
"SHUT YOUR FÚCKING FACE! WE AGREED TO NEVER, EVER BRING HIM UP AGAIN!" I marched over to her and brought my index to face. "YOU PROMISED!"
"Promises are sometimes meant to be broken, Hailball." My body stiffened at that nickname.
"Don't call me that! You lost that privilege! Five years ago you lost it!"
"Hailball, calm down. Let's talk. Mom and I have talked this over back in Africa-"
"You went!? How dare you!" I spat. "First Wyatt, now you and Mom are back to being buddies again? The fúck?!"
"Hailball!" I looked slowly at her. "Let's start fresh. I wanted my twin back for so long now. I want to be the best sister in the world to you! Please! Just a chance! And Jason, I want to be his twin too. I want to be The Trouble Triplets again."
"That was a long time ago..."
"Let's bring it back then!" She pleaded.
"I don't know..." She sighed.
"When does Jason get home?" She asked, running her hand through her hair.
"In a few minutes now." Just then the door opened to a very happy, and I'm guessing already laid, Jason. My gosh!
"I'm home....." He trailed off coming into kitchen and staring at our third addition to our twin set. "Bailee?"
Her arms opened wide. "Jason!!" She cheered and he dropped his gym bag, looked at me in disbelief and I shrugged my shoulders. He rushed over and hugged her. I jumped up on the counter and sat with a bottle of water between my legs.
"Its been....how long?" Jason asked.
"Five fúcking years." I spoke up, trying to be silent but not working.
"Hailball, stop it!" Bailee pointed her index in my face this time.
"Whatever. I'm leaving. I have to go and apologize to Kyle and explain this." I jumped off the counter and started towards the door.
"You can't!" Jason and Bailee said in unison.
"Why the héll not?"
Jason sighed. "One word, or shall I say name?"
I felt tears coming. "I swear if you say Wyatt..."
"I am. You can't do this again."
"He's different! Wyatt was a bad guy. A very bad guy."
"And yet you still went out with him!" Jason yelled.
"Not to mention you knew that and still went out with him, thinking he could change!" Bailee screamed.
"Stay out of this! You don't have the right to speak to me yet!"
"Listen, Hailee, Kyle seems great, but he's just like Wyatt. Trust me."
"Wyatt killed innocent people who were poor! Kyle would never do that! Trust me!"
I stormed out the door.
I was part of triplets. Bailee came first, then me, then Jason. She was wanted in seven countries and still wanted in now thirteen. I lost touch with her because the last time this happened, I ended up in jail.
Wyatt was my first boyfriend. The night I was going to jail, which I was found in an abandoned building he followed me. I was armed. The guy I was hiding from, spotted Wyatt and blew him apart, which made me give up on everything. I went ballistic! I was put in a home for the insane and after two years of being there, I just gave up on having love, having to like anyone, or anything. I gave up on friendships. Until last year, when I met Kay back in Brazil. I want nothing to do with Bailee.
When Kyle stumbled back because I bit his tongue and I went into the kitchen, she was there. She taped my mouth, forced me into a chair and tied me up. Then she told Kyle to leave. Not to mention there is no telling the difference between me and Bailee. We look exactly the same. Jason got lucky and didn't look anything like us. Lucky bástard.
I stormed out of my house and began to quickly walked over to his house. When I got there, I rang the doorbell to a very upset Kyle. Great.
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Teen FictionWhen a "Average" teenage girl, Hailee Jones, moves to a new town, she doesn't expect to find the badboy as her neighbor. "Hey, I don't mind if you stare, but could at least not drool?" said Kyle. "Not staring." I replied. He chuckled. ...