The Twins' Princess

IHOP!!!

"Sabrina?! What happened?! Oh shit... Are you okay?!" I ran up to her and enveloped her in a gentle embrace. I walked her over to the couch and pushed Paul off of it. I put Sabrina in his spot and ran to get the First Aid kit.

When I came back, they all seemed to be having a mental conversation; just looking at one another periodically.

"So... What happened to you?" Sabrina's eyes met mine, then shut.

"I was out in the woods and got attacked by a ro- by a wolf...." Her sentence was cut off by her wincing and she slumped back against the couch.

"Sabrina!" I grab her and hold on for dear life. "What's going on? Is she going to be okay? Sabrina, please don't die!"

Justin wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back against his hard chest. "Shh... it's alright. She's okay. She's just resting, see?" I notice her chest rising and falling normally, as if she was just in one of our numerous food comas. "Let's get her up to her room so she can be more comfortable."

I just nodded and watched as Paul picked up her slacken body and carried her up the steps. A few minutes later, he came back down the steps. As if it was his turn, Justin picked me up and carried me to my room.

As they turned to leave, I whimpered. They looked back at me. "Please, don't leave. I know we don't really know each other, but I'd feel better if you guys stayed." Both of them beamed at me and sat at the end of my bed.

I grab some pajamas and change in my bathroom. When I come back, the twins are topless under my covers. "I didn't mean you could stay in my room, much less sleep in my bed," I mumble. Their faces drop hearing that. My chest tightens, guilt washing over me. I don't know why, but I say, "Fine. You can stay. But if either one of you goes in for another kiss, or anything more than that, I will break you."

Their expressions go from sad to elated to terrified. But they nod anyway.

I climb into the gap the left for me between them. I'm suddenly thankful for my queen sized bed! Once I'm settled, they begin playing with my hair and rubbing my arms. I stiffen, but as they keep going, it begins to soothe me.

Let me just say, this is the most delicious sandwich ever! They're warm, so warm! And they smell A-freaking-MAZING!! Soon, I fall into a deep sleep.

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The next morning, I wake up stuck between a rock and a hard place. The rock had a death grip on my hip, while the hard place had a vice grip on my waist.

I was so discombobulated that I just shut my eyes and scream what I assume is a high C. I hear two loud thumps and a pair of feet coming towards me.

Sabrina arrives at my door a second later, eyes wild and searching. "What happened?" Her eyes were darting around my room looking for any sign of anything wrong.

"The rocks, they had me..." I trailed off as I saw a hand appear on either side of my bed. Then Paul and Justin rose from the floor glaring at me. Sabrina and I bust out laughing! Some sort of rumbling comes from the boys and I stop laughing.

"What was that?" I asked cautiously.

"Ah... Our stomachs! We are starving. Want to go to IHOP for breakfast?" Justin rushes out.

I thought about it and said yes. "Give me 5 minutes and I'll be ready." I jumped out from under the covers and head to my closet. I grabbed my black off-the-shoulders shirt that had a skull and spikes, my pink and black plaid skirt, my under clothes (in secrecy) and my spiked combat boots. Mess with me! Once in the bathroom, I turned on the shower, hopped in, scrubbed everywhere, hopped out and dried off. I threw my clothes on and put my hair into a side bun with a cute bow that had a skull and crossbones on it.

When I come out of the bathroom, the boys were back on my bed. They are hunched over something. Coming closer, I notice it is the yearbook from my senior year. I slap them upside their heads and take the book. I walk into the bathroom and put it into the towel closet.

"Come on, I'm hungry," is all I say as I run and jump onto Justin's back so he would carry me to the car.

At IHOP, I order the Banana Foster Stuffed French Toast and an orange juice. Sabrina asks for the same thing. Paul and Justin order omelets with piles of sausages, bacon and ham on the side. Friggin' savages!

"So... I take it that you guys like meat..." I raise my eyebrows, pretending to hint at something else.

Paul begins to flounder for words. "No! We eat a lot of protein. We need a lot. Grown wer-" Paul was cut off by a flying spoon. It hits him square in the forehead and he glares at Sabrina. She just gives him an innocent grin.

"Did you sleep okay, Aspen?" She asks.

"Yeah, but weren't you hurt last night?!" I suddenly remembered her at the front door all bloody.

"Uh, it was just a few scratches. And the blood was mainly from the wolf! And... I ran all the way home so I was exhausted." I looked at her closely for a second, but decided that she had no reason to lie to me. Although, something similar has happened before-

The food comes and I attack my plate of food. On my last bite, I feel two pairs of eyes on me. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." I stuff the last bit of food into my mouth and chew slower than before.

When I looked up, Paul and Justin are staring at me with their mouths agape. I smile and ask the waitress for the check. A minute later, she returns with a small leather book and a grin for the twins. "Skank," I mutter. The twins look at me surprised, but also... proud?

As I am about to grab the check, someone's hand beats me to it.

A tall, well-built man in black dress pants and a white collared shirt took the book from the waitress and slipped his card inside. He handed it back to the waitress. She just shrugged, grins seductively (most like skankishly!!!) and walks to the back of the restaurant. The man smiles warmly at me and kneels beside me, as I am on the outside of the booth. He takes my hand in his. "Long time, no see, Aspen. Did you miss me, doll face?" the man drawls with a distinct New York accent.

I feel all of the blood drain from my face. "Oh... Roderigo. H-hi." I squeak out, shaking.

He winks and leans down to kiss my hand but is interrupted by a hand on his shoulder. Justin is attached to that hand. "She is with us," he growls, eyes glaring at Roderigo.

Roderigo just smirks and brushes Justin's hand from his shoulder. He look back at me and produced a business card from his pocket. "Whenever you're ready to finish what we started , just give me a call." With that said, he turns to the approaching waitress, takes his card and leaves IHOP.

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So, who is this Roderigo guy? And what did he mean by "finish what we started"?

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Z

(EDITED 4/1/17)