You Have a Twin?!

Andrea, you're an asshole

Ryan POV
I wake up to a body shifting beside me. I open my eyes a little bit and see that Fang is curled even farther into me than he was a few hours ago.

This is mean, but he's kinda like a rat. I mean that he can get into virtually everywhere.

Okay, forget I said that.

I glance over my sleeping twin and see the weak dawn light coming through my window.

Morning, time to call Douchebag, I mean Andrea.

I try to detach myself from my brother without waking him, and end up failing, sorta.

"What are you doing?" He mumbles, pressing against me.

"Zanna, I have to make a call. Sorry I woke you up, I was trying not to," I sigh, using my right hand to run his back.

I'm not going to deny the fact that if a complete stranger who knew we were twins saw us right now, one thing would come to their minds, twincest. I'm my opinion though, I'm just comforting my twin. Nothing twincesty about it.

"Whh dhh yhh nmmh t cmh?" Fang says into my side.

"Um, what?"

Fang groans as he sits up. He rubs the sleep from his eyes. A small smile comes to my face. He looks younger than normal. His hair is wild and if you look closely, you can see that his grown up, well defined face, looks more boyish now.

"I said, who do you need to call?" Fang says, stretching.

"Uh, no one you would know," I badly lie. Fang catches it and gives me a look. We call it The Abuela look. Imagine the most disappointed look you could, mix in a little anger and frustration, and imagine that onto an old lady's body. Then take that look and imagine it on Fang's face.

And, of course, I lie again, trying to save my ass, "Why are you giving my The Abuela look? You wouldn't know the douchebag, I uh mean person, I have to call."

Fang sighs, "You are an awful liar, you know that?"

I nod and unplug my phone. I start to get out of my bed when I feel a light tug on my shirt. I look back and see Fang shaking his head.

"Zanna, I told you last night that I was going to call Andrea and give him a piece of my mind."

"No Ry. What if you say the wrong thing and he comes to take you back? What if he calls the cops, saying we kidnapped you? What if he makes you upset and you start crying then I try to comfort you and then I start crying?! What if we both become nervous wrecks?!"

I stare in amazement at Fang as I say, "I think you've spent a bit to much time with Nudge dude."

"I live with her! It's not my fault her habits are contagious! Oh jeez! I'm turning into our sister!" Fang says quickly as he holds his head and shakes it.

I can't help it, I laugh. I'm laughing so hard, tears come to my eyes.

After I finally catch my breath, I manage, "It'll all be fine Zanna. Have faith in your brother."

Fang doesn't look that convinced, but he nods anyway. Then he proceeds go lay face down on my bed, possible suffocating himself with my pillow.

I sigh and quickly cover him up with the comforter, "I wish I was able to get to sleep as fast as you can big bro." I place a small kiss on his temple then hurry out of the room.

I walk to the backyard and sit in one of the patio chairs as I call Andrea. He answers after 4 rings.

"Ryan? Do you know what time it is? Let my go back to sleep. Damn."