What just happened? (boyxboy)

Ch.2

OOOMMMMGGG!! TROLL FACEE :O anypoo. here is the second chapter... Yes it is a lot longer than the last... and kind of borring but oh well. i kinda like this one better than the last one.  goes cross eyed... yea anyway. EnJoY <3

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Trace's POV

　

I listened as Damien shut the door behind him. Slowly I uncovered myself from the covers and walked over to my dresser. "That was... weird" I mumbled to myself, I normally don't space out like that. But I just couldn't help but think about how muscular he is, and how... good looking he is. That was not supposed to sound vain considering we look so much alike, but... I don't even know how to explain it.

I walked over to my dresser and grabbed some white skinny jeans and a plain black v-neck. After I got dressed, I made my was to the bathroom to use my liner and hair stuff and styled my hair like Alex Evans. " I should get some neon blue in my hair" I said aloud to myself.

Five minutes later I walked out of the bathroom and made my way down to the living room. To my dismay my asshole stepbrother, Cato was sitting there watching T.V. like he owned the damn place... well I guess you could say he does, considering he lived here longer than my mother, brother and I have. "Hey, Jackass, Where's my brother?" I asked him, my distaste for him dripping from my words.

He waited a while before answering. Probably to piss me off further, not like his existence hasn't pushed me to the limit or anything <---- sarcasm. "He went out back. probably to cut himself," He looked over to me and scanned me up and down. "You look like you would want to join him." He looked back to his show with a aligh smirk on his face.

I clanched both my fists and took a step twards him. "You bast-" He is so lucky, for at that verry moment my step dad, Alex skipped down the stairs and into the room. I relaxed and glanced at Cato who seemed unfazed by the face that I almost used my fists to make his face un good looking... Wait. Did I just... No. Nevermind.

"Hey Boys." Alex greeted us as he sat down on the couch and stole the remote from Cato. He protested and I sniggerd at the look on Cato's face. We mumbled a reply. "Where is the other half Trace? I rarely ever see you two away from each other."

"I dont know. Ass face here wont tell me." I motioned to Cato who had pulled his phone out and is now texting one of his many retard friends.

He looked up at me and flipped me off. "I told you shithead! He is outside!" He went back to his texting, and his dad Sighed.

"You three have only known eachother a month and you already hate eachother." He shook his head. "Why?"

"I have my reasons." Cato and I said in unison. And I did. After what happened that weekend... I will never ever think of him as my step brother. Only as a Black Mailing ass crack. He is the reason I am involved with my current "Girlfriend". It is a long story, so don't ask. Knowing my luck, I will probably need to talk about it sooner or later... I choose later.

"Hey!" I wirled around and saw Damien with a little pout on his face. He glared at Cato. "Only I'M aloud to say stuff at the same time as Trace!" He huffed and grabbed me by the wrist and hauled me out of the room.

As I was pulled away I heard a slight, snigger come from Alex, and a not so quiet whisper from Cato saying, "Retard."

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An hour later Damien and I were still in the car, Damien in the drivers seat. "What time is it?" He asked me.

I pulled out my phone and replied with, "1:00 pm." I layed my head back on the seat and just stared out my window and just thought.

"We're there." Damiens voice brought be back to earth. I looked around to see that we are in the parking lot of the liquor store a few towns over. Damien and I are always the ones in charge of getting the drinks for any of the parties in our old town. This party just so happened to be our best friend Evenlyn's. She lives in our old town. Everyone always agrees that we should be do it because we look older than what we are, and we have a fake I.D. and that works out because with us being twins and all, we only need one. We always end up going to the places that are in towns a couple hours away from the old town because the owners of the places by our old house, know us, and Alex knows the owners of the one in our new town. That and the guys working here are globule suckers.

As we walked in I grabbed a cart then we made our way around the store, going by a list Evenlyn sent us. "Man we gotta get this!" I turned to see Damien bouncing up and down holding a bottle of what looked like Captain Morgan. I nodded twards the cart and he grabbed two.

"Take it easy D." I scolded, "We only have so much money."

"Yeah yeah." He retorted as we walked up to the counter.

The cashier looked like she had shit herself when she took a look at us. I guess I'm not to surprised considering most people are scared as fuck when they see two almost identical emo guys that look like they can rip your heart out with their bare hands. As I unloaded the cart, She asked me for my I.D.. I handed it to her and she looked over it then handed it back with a nod. " $278.50 please."

We had some other running around to do and by the time we got home it was rolling onto 7:00. We walked in making the smart move to leave the booze in the black of my car. My mom heard us walk in and yelled a greeting. We made our way to the kitchen where she was working on some secret recipe soup that she likes to make alot. "Mom were going out tonight." Said Damien

"Thats fine hun. Where to?" Our mom is cool like that. She lets us do what ever our little hearts desire... unless it involves alchohol.

"Evenlyn's. Shes having a little get together because Trace and I are so awesome that they need to have an amazing slumber party to let us know how much they miss us!" I looked at my brother like he lost his head, and I chuckled.

"Well why dont you bring Cato? Im sure he would like to meet your friends."

"Oh Hell no. Mom I'm not bringing that sack of shit along with us." Damien stated. I don't even know why he hated him. I think it's because Cato is one of the most stuck up, most annoying and just useless waste of space there is.

"You know. Thats exactly what I said about you two before you moved here." We all turned and I gaged when I saw the 'sack of shit' himself.

"Cato, Damien and Trace are going to a friends house tonight and I want you to go with them. Your father and I need some alone time anyway."

The three of us groaned. "FINE!" We all said at the same time. Damien stalked up to Cato went right up into his face and said, "Was I not clear? Only I'M allowed to do that!" He huffed and walked out of the room and I followed but stopped to glare at Cato.

"You might want to chance into somthing presentable. Evenlyn hates when people come to her gatherings and dont look like they are about to party ready to get drunk." With that I walked out of the room and made my way up stairs.

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O M G whats gunna happen. dont ask me I didnt write it... oh yeah... i did.. oh well ladedada