MELROSE

CHAPTER 34

Ethan had gone AWOL for a week.

No one knew where he was, not the Chandlers, not the Mancinis, not the squad and no one from his basketball team. His phone was switched off, his car wasn't in the house.

When mum had let us know he was our half brother, heck brother, forget it was half, I fainted and I had good reason to.

I had kissed my brother. Multiple times.

My brother had thought he was romantically in love with me.

I had sucked my brother's dick. Twice. No. More than that.

Fuck, my brother had seen me naked.

So yeah, good reason to faint.

Mum said she tried to stop us from dating by digging into his past and saying all those horrible things she said about him the day of that disastrous dinner but I was livid because that had to be the most cowardly way she could've used. If she could have just told me he was her long lost son, the reason why she went to Europe twice in a year for seven years in a row in search for him, lying to Fletch and I that her travels were work related, I wouldn't feel as disgusted with myself as I did now.

He said he was twenty. Twenty! Why had he lied about his real age? Why didn't he trust me enough to tell me his real age? Why the hell was he still in highschool?

"Hey. You know we're going on a holiday right? Holidays are full of happy things so please stop over thinking."

I stared my exact male replica with tired eyes. "What do you suggest I do then?"

"For starters, you can think happy thoughts - yes?" He turned to the air hostess who had been paying him more attention than necessary since the flight started. She had reapplied her lipstick and her her first two buttons were opened. "I was wondering if you need anything. I mean anything."

He eyed her up. "I'm sorry. How old are you?"

"Twenty four."

"Ah." He stroked his chin. "You see, I'm eighteen. I hope you understand that." He turned back to me. "Where was I? Right, happy thoughts."

I watched as the hostess let out a displeased sigh and sashayed off. "Like what?"

"Like we're going to see the coolest grandma and cousin ever. I've missed them. Haven't you?"

Memories of three years ago, when we last came to Texas, with my cousin Roman who was twelve following me everywhere, claiming we could forget we were cousins and live together as one, even attempting to kiss me at one point. If I was younger and not related to him, he might have interested me after all, I had to admit, he was cute.

I shuddered. "Grandma, yeah. Roman, not so much. I bet you five hundred dollars he's a player."

My twin didn't agree. "He's fifteen. He can't be."

I rolled my eyes. "Wow bro. Real smooth. Did you ever meet your fifteen year old self?"

"Shut up. Besides, how are you so sure?"

"Are you kidding? He was twelve and you saw the way he treated girls, the way they looked at him, his mates and older. If he was like that at twelve, I wouldn't be so surprised if he has broken a few hearts by now."

My grandma had sent someone to pick us up from the airport. It was guy we'd never seen before, his name was Tyler and the way he stared in contempt when I introduced myself left me very confused.

"Are you hungry?" He asked as he drove.

"Oh yeah very ... "

"I was talking," he rudely cut in. "To your brother."