The Twins

Chapter 9

Autumn's pov

I lay on my side on Abby's bed, staring into a mirror that's across the room. I was so bummed; i really wanted to hang out with Hunter and Keith tonight. Heck, we almost got caught a few times.

I had been sitting against a car and glancing at the window every few moments where Keith and Hunter were looking out. I had looked around and saw a scrawny, small lady on her porch with a leash in her hand. I had pulled Morgan down because she was standing in the middle of the driveway. After several minutes the woman had gone inside and Abby came back to us. "We need to go back. Jordan's grandpa is still awake." She had spoke. After that we had sprinted back to Abby's house and got back into the safety of her warm room.

That's where I was now. I slowly extend my hand out to my small phone on the night stand and turn it on. 3 new messages. Abby and Morgan were in the kitchen grabbing a lot of food. I tap the small button with the tip of my finger and a message pops up. This is Keith, don't come! I had remembered I had put my number in Hunter's phone that Keith had laying on Abby's bed. He must've warned me after we had left. I read the second message: DO NOT COME. I read the last message, they had sent the message when we were already outside: This is Hunter, please don't come. Jordan's grandpa and grandma are still awake. Don't get caught, be careful if you are already outside.

I shudder at the feeling he must've had when we tapped on the small sliding door that lead to the room they sat it. Hunter had looked so cute in his gray sweatpants and black shirt that fitted him perfectly.

Abby and Morgan come back into the room with food stuffed in their shirts and hands. So much food!

The rest of the night was just conversations about the twins and the night.

"Autumn, get up!" Abby yells in my face, shaking me awake. I flutter my eyelids open and stretch my sore body out. We had stayed up so late! "We need to get ready, we're going to Jordan's."

"I will do your makeup." Morgan speaks to me as I step into bathroom. She was already ready.

I was now wearing the same clothes as last night and some darkish makeup. Abby had straightened my hair.

I walk to the front door and grab my black sweatshirt off the couch.

We were walking to Jordan's. "What time is it?" I mutter sleepily.

"9 a.m." Abby responds.

"Why the hell are we outside at freaking 9 a.m!" Abby responds with a shrug of her shoulders. I was so tired, mostly from taking out all my energy last night while sneaking out. I pull the sleeves of my sweatshirt over my cold hands as we come into view of Jordan's house. The warm glow of the sun wasn't shining on Jordan's house or street yet. It's too fucking early. I think while wiping my eyes.

We walk up Jordan's driveway. They must be having a garage sale. Two or three tables stand on the outline of the driveway with clothes, antiques, and other things. Most of the things that sat on the white tables was just junk. Hunter comes out of the house with a big box in his hands. His eyes travel across Abby and land on Morgan. He rushes quickly back inside and doesn't come back outside.

"Whats up with him?!" Morgan speaks, crossing her arms and frowning. Jordan comes outside with a box and lands his eyes on us.

"Hey, girls." He speaks, sitting the box down on the pavement. "Go out back and sit on the deck, we'll be back there in a minute."

I sit on the light blue porch and spread my legs out in the sun, making me warm all over. I trace my fingers across the cracked wood, remembering last night. Morgan sits next to me and Abby stands on the other side of me. Keith and Jordan walk out of the sliding glass door that we had encountered last night. "Where's Hunter?" Morgan asks with concern as Keith stands against the wooden post and Jordan leans against the sliding door.

Keith smirks and opens his mouth. "About that."

"What?!" Morgan asks with annoyance in her voice. 

"He, uh, said he was breaking up with you." Jordan blurts out along with a sea of laughter.

"Oh." Morgan mutters, pulling her bare knees to her chest and sits her chin on them. My heart beats so fast, I swear someone can hear it. Why did he break up with Morgan, was it because of me. Maybe it was cause she was leaving tomorrow.

"Are you sad?" Jordan asks in his loud ass voice. Morgan doesn't respond. "Your sad!" He yells.

"Shut up, you little fag!" Morgan yells with gallons of annoyance in her tone.

"That's why Hunter isn't out here with us. Because of Morgan." Keith comments. "Even though he really wants to be." he comments again, but staring right at me as if the sentence was intended to me. Jordan scrambles to the sliding glass door handle and pulls it open. He sticks his head in and yells.

"Come outside! Come on!" He yells.

"No! I don't wanna be around Morgan!" Hunter yells from inside.

"But don't you wanna see Autumn!" Jordan coos. I turn my head to look at Keith. Keith had his arm sloped around the wood lining, listening to Jordan and Hunter's non private, loud conversation. Keith looked pretty cute, hot in the matter. I hadn't even see Hunter that much and I was leaning more to like Keith. I had even talked to Keith more in the past few hours.

Keith liked Sydni, and I was pretty sure of it. I just hoped not only hoped but wanted Hunter to like me, because I liked him, a lot.