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I'm crying.

-::-

When I woke up, I found Erik and my mom sitting at the table speaking in low tones.

"When are you planning to tell T about what actually happened to her dad?"

"It's traumatizing, baby. I can't just tell her that her life is a lie in one day." Erik huffs.

"Didn't stop my daddy from tellin' me." He shrugs. What are they talking about?

"Look, Erik. Your daddy did what was right for you, and I'm trying my best to do what's right for her."

"That's the exact opposite of what's right for her. But anyway, you're the mom here."

"Are you actually going to..."

"I will. Eventually." Erik puts down his cup of coffee, and once again I'm confused.

I then decide to walk into the dining room like I had just woken up.

"Morning," I yawn at the end to make it less suspicious. Erik grins at me, and mama smiles weakly.

"Morning, baby." Mama says, kissing my head as she passes me by. Erik smirks at me.

"Am I allowed to call you baby, too?" I smack his head as I pass him by.

"Dream on, Stephens." I sigh, grabbing a mug and pouring myself a cup of coffee.

"You're so violent to me." Erik whines, and I laugh.

"So what's the plan for today?" I ask Erik. After deciding to do college online, I literally have so much free time on my hands. Erik, on the other hand, has literally one day left with us.

"Well, you're gonna sit in your pajamas all day, while I get some shit done." He stands up, leaving me on the dining table.

"Why can't I get some shit done with you?" I pout, and he ruffles my hair.

"You're too much of a distraction." He mutters under his breath, going to his room.

"You like me, don't you?" I ask, dangerously following him into his room. I frown when I see most of his things are in boxes.

"Fuck are you smoking?" He falls backwards onto the bed, making space for me to crawl into.

"E..." he turns to face me, rolling his eyes.

"1998, when you still wore out your curls and thought I had buck teeth."

"You kinda did." I laugh.

"That's what made me like you." He laughs, but it sounds bitter and forced. He then gets off he bed and walks into the bathroom.

"What's so wrong about that?" He paces back and forth.

"The fact that you fucking don't feel the same." He rages, and I stand up to calm him down, wrapping him in a hug.

"Who the fuck said that?" I smile, and he looks up at me, and for the first time, in a very long time, I am able to see Erik's emotions. Tears flow down his face.

"I can't do this to you, T. I'm going to university for 2 fucking years."

"We've been apart for 2 years before, E."

"I don't want to do it again!" Erik says, and for a second I see that scared, confused 5 year old that had just lost his daddy and was unsure anyone was trustworthy.

"I don't want to either. But you're not putting your life on pause for lil old me." I chuckle sadly, and wipe the tears from my face. Erik and I sit in the middle of the almost empty bedroom, crying, and laughing at ourselves, and it was almost therapeutic.

"I would put my life on fucking rewind for you. I would fast forward anything important, and I swear to God I would stop time if you wanted me to." He grabbed my face, kissing both of my cheeks, and when he's about to kiss my lips, I shake my head.

"Don't. It'll just make this even harder for me." I then break down completely, sobbing uncontrollably. I turn away from him and he puts me in his arms, absorbing all the tears that I've never let fall from my eyes.

-::-

I couldn't sleep.

Normally I had no trouble sleeping, so if I was unable to sleep, there was a huge ass fucking reason.

I tossed and turned for about 30 minutes, then giving up, going to the living room and turning on the TV to watch Lizzie Maguire. When I find out she wasn't on TV, I huff, switching it off and deciding whether I should go to Erik's room or not.

I mean, he needs to sleep. But I'm way too selfish to care.

I push the door open slowly, seeing Erik sprawled out on the bed with his mouth wide open. The smile that comes to my face is automatic.

"I know I'm fricking sexy, but staring is rude." Erik says, when I turn to look at him his eyes are still closed, but he has a shit eating grin on his face.

"Go to sleep, moron." He then opens his eyes, and i stare in fascination as the moonlight shines on his muscular frame. He always slept shirtless. Some things don't change.

"If you ain't sleeping, why should I?" He sits up, pulling me onto the bed.

"Whose room am I gonna invade when you're gone?" I smile sadly. He clicks his tongue.

"Shut the fuck up. Talk about it again and I'll push you off the bed." He says, in a tone that lets me know he's joking.

"I'm always gonna be here, T." He says, and I tilt my head at him confused.

"Your mom is gonna kill me if I show you this." He laughs, and then pulls down his lip, showing me that he has a scar identical to mine. I then pull down mine, and they seemed to glow even brighter.

"What the fuck?" I say, while still holding my lip down.

"It'll all make sense later, okay?" He says softly, pushing my hand away from my lip.

"Are we like, twins?"

"I'm two years older than you. And I don't think it's normal to feel this way for your twin sister." He chuckles and I blush. He puts his hands on my face, smiling when he realizes how hot my cheeks are.

"And plus I'm like, way hotter." He flexes his muscles.

"Keep telling yourself that." I roll my eyes and he stares at me. Only then do I realize the lack of space between us.

"Have you ever wanted to kiss someone so damn much that it physically hurts?" He asks, staring at my lips. His face in the moonlight, portraying pain and hunger and his eyes showed so much need, so much want.

I don't even want to know what I looked like.

"Fuck yes." I whisper. He moves even closer, our noses touching occasionally.

"And what did you do to make the feeling go away?" He asks, and I think about this for a second. If I do kiss him, and he leaves me the next day, I'll be on a new level of sad, but if I don't do it, I'll be on a new level of sexually frustrated.

"Sleep." I grab the blankets and throw them over myself. He laughs before falling back and joining me.

As Erik turns to face me, I slowly hum 'Blackbird' and the look of contentment that appears on his face is amazing. I then snuggle up to him, still humming, and he wraps his arms around me.

I didn't find it hard to sleep after that.

-::-

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