The Silence Between Us

Double Trouble

Chapter 5:

"Louisa you've locked yourself in your room since Friday night!"

"Come on, please play with us. We miss you!"

"It's true!" They both said in unison, hopping up and down on my bed.

I groaned, trying to shove them off the bed, but I came up with only air. I heard their giggles around me and I sighed, lifting the covers over my head in an attempt to block them out. It was with no success. They just kept screaming at me and climbed on top of me, eventually tugging the entire comforter off my body and onto the floor.

That was it. That was the last straw. Nobody takes my blanket away from me when I am so warm and comfortable. Especially since it is really cold in my room. It takes forever to finally get warm and now that I was exposed to the frigid air I was shivering. These boys had a death wish.

"Get off of my bed and leave me alone!" My voice boomed.

The two lumps at the end of the bed just stayed there, unmoving. I growled slightly, showing them I wasn't backing down, but judging by how they still weren't moving, they weren't giving up either.

"We'll leave you alone..." One of them said in a mocking but playful tone.

"If you can guess which one of us is Dylan and which one of us is Oliver."

I huffed. This wasn't going to end well. Dylan and Oliver always loved to play this trick on me, even though I hated it. I knew they wouldn't leave me alone even if I guessed it right, but I played along anyways.

They had birthmarks which was the only way you could tell the two apart. Both of them had the same marking, same size, same everything, except they were on the opposite sides of their body. Dylan's was on his left wrist, and Oliver's was on his right. It made things a lot easier on my mom, but as for me, well it didn't help at all.

Nevertheless, I still wore a small smirk on my face. What the hell, it was a fifty-fifty chance anyways. Sighing, I said, "Fine, but we need a mediator."

"What's a mediator?" One of them asked.

"A mediator is someone who is a person that doesn't have an opinion in the matter and can judge the results fairly and without bias." I shot back.

"I thought that mediators were only used for arguments."

I stared blankly in their direction and shook my head, trying to still be annoyed except I just couldn't do it. They were sometimes just too cute to stay annoyed at. Trying to hold back my laughter, I smiled, "Just go and get mom."

One of the boys left and ran down the stairs to the kitchen, screaming for my mother. I turned back to the other one, "Last chance to tell me who you are without your brother knowing and I'll give you some of my good chocolate."

I could almost feel his face light up, "Really?"

I nodded, keeping my tone soothing so I could convince him to give in, "Of course! You just need to spill the beans and it's all yours. You don't even have to share."

I knew I got him at the last part. Check and mate. The opportunity was just too good to pass up that there was no way he could-

"No thanks, I'm good."