I dated twins...

breathing

i dont remember much other than hitting the water. breathing is what came next. feeling my lungs inflate and then deflate, the simplicity of something we're so dependant on and yet you wouldnt imagine forgetting it would you? you couldnt possibly just wake up one morning and not breath, from the second we're born to the day we die we never stop doing it and yet when i awoke this morning i found myself unable to do such a thing as breath. something hit my back and that was it, i could feel the air flow through to my lungs, the cold nothingness trailing every inch of the way.                                                                                                                                                                       I gasped and opened my eyes, i was on a red sofa in a change of clothes. my red dress was over a radiator with my heels beside it.                                                                                                                      i searched the room and found the boys in the corner talking harshly toward one another. i wanted to get up and run. Every instinct in my body was telling me to do so, to try and leave, the air even being near the men seemed unsafe and I hated that feeling. Though I couldn't move. Every limb and joint ached. I was scared and was trying to process how I had ended up here like this.
I couldn't blame my girls though I wanted to but they wouldn't have known and neither did I. That is so very definitely the last time I go home with a guy I meet in a bar!

"im taron toms brother-" he said breaking me from my overwhelming thoughts.

"twin brother" tom added in a mumble, i rolled my eyes

"look I dont care who either of you are i just want to go home!" taron shook his head disappointed and i stared between the two of them in confusion moving my gaze from one to the other.

"you cant" i raised my eyebrow tilting my head slightly.

"the fuck do you mean i cant go home! i bloody well can and i will! im not playing sitting ducks anymore!" i said trying to adjust myself and sit up fighting the stabbing aches whenever I moved an inch or even a millimetre. they looked at each other and it was like they were having a conversation telepathically which creeped me out a little.
I tried to stand but nearly collapsed only being stopped by tarons arms around me holding me up. Regaining some kind of strength I pushed him away and headed for my dress.

"Which one of you changed me out of my clothes?" They both laughed "it's not a matter of hilarity please just tell me which one of you changed me out of this" I said clasping the dress in my hands, a girl waltzed out the door "she did"

"Okay how long was I out?"

"About 3 maybe 6 hours" Taron replied instantly.

"So it's past midday?" I stared straight at him, I felt sick. I couldn't quite explain the feeling other than that.

"Yeah" sighing I sat back down and tried to get a good grasp of where I was. Deciding I had absolutely no idea where I could be I asked.

"We're in a flat a safe house if you will"
I nodded, every block of flats has a fire escape. My body was starting to ease and no longer work against me as I slowly came around physically and mentally.
I blinked a couple times before heading for my bag and shoes. I stuffed the shoes carelessly into my bag and made a run for it startling the both of them.

i flung the dress over my shoulder and held the shoes by their straps between my teeth as i climbed out the window and jumped down to the next level on the fire escape. I could feel my stomach acid rise to my throat as my body jolted from the jump.