Safe Place ~ WayHaught

Are You Her Twin Or Lover?

This chapter is based on the comments from the previous chapters so enjoy some WynJay or CalamityWyn or whatever the f*ck I feel like calling it haha

[A/N: I'm writing this at 3 in the morning cause I'm apparently nocturnal and I'm so pale that I wouldn't be surprised if you could kill me with a stake to the heart. Don't judge my inevitable grammatical slip ups.]

~Wynonna POV~

C.J. has started coming over with Nicole lately. I don't mind. It's nice to have the company. I don't really know what to feel around her. Mostly, she's making me want to experiment. Is that weird? My sister's girlfriend's sister. I mean, yeah, it's a little complicated, but I'm an Earp. Complicated is what we do.

"Have you told her yet?" C.J.'s voice pulls me out of my thoughts, mostly thoughts of her naked. Okay, we get it, Wyn.

"Nope. Far as I'm concerned, she's human. She may be an angel, but she's human." I make my position on the subject clear before moving to a different topic. "Can you sing?"

C.J. gives me a mischievous grin before taking another swig of whiskey. "I sound like a dying cat." She responds.

"Me too." I down about half of my whiskey, we each have our own bottle, and stand up. I'm not as drunk as you think I am, maybe just a bit wobbly.

I hold out my hand and bend my knees in a sarcastic curtsy when I help C.J. to her feet. We exchange evil smirks and start heading up the stairs, whiskey in hand. I can hardly control my laughter when I press my ear to Waverly's door, making sure we are definitely interrupting something. I hear a small moan coming from Nicole and look over to her sister.

"I think Nicole's having fun." I whisper.

"Well then, I wonder what we should do about it."

I look at C.J. and start counting down with my fingers.

3. . . 2. . . 1. . .

~Waverly POV~

Nicole is on top of me and wow it's hot. Her lips are slowly making their way from my mouth to my neck. When they reach their destination, she bites down gently and I let out a soft chuckle. I maneuver my hands to her waist and flip her over so I'm on top.

My lips are trailing small kisses down her arms and on her stomach. I can hear her moan when I kiss her hip.

Then, the door opens.

"HEY!
I'M JUST A KID AND LIFE IS A NIGHTMARE
I'M JUST A KID I KNOW THAT ITS NOT FAIR
NOBODY CARES CAUSE I'M ALONE
AND THE WORLD IS
HAVING MORE FUN THAN MEEEEE!!!"

Wynonna and C.J. have now busted into my room and are singing Simple Plan songs. They're doing this on purpose. They are drunk off their asses, which I can tell by the near empty bottles of whiskey in their hands, and they sound like frogs trying to yodel.

"What the actual fuck, Wynonna?!" I scream and throw one of my shoes at the girls. And. . .

They're singing again.

"CAUSE I GAVE YOU ALL I GOT TO GIVE
AND NO IT AINT NO WAY TO LIVE
SO I TOLD THAT DEVIL
TO TAKE YOU BACK!
I TOLD THAT DEVIL
TO TAKE YOU BACK!"

They nearly fall over laughing and I am clearly not amused.

"Put a shirt on, Haughtstuff." Wynonna slurs out. "The doors open."

Her and C.J. collapse into another fit of laughter and I toss Nicole her shirt.

"Fuck you, Wynonna." I mutter as me and Nicole walk past them and out of my room.

Well, Wynonna, if the goal was to piss me off, mission accomplished.