I was lying on my boyfriend's couch as we made out, him on top of me. He started kissing my neck.
"Samu", I moaned softly in his ear when he bit close to my shoulder. I moaned quietly against his touch, my body relaxing and submitting totally to him.
Then there was a noise.
His head moved from my neck. "Was that you?" He asked. I covered my face in shame, nodding. "Hey, it's okay" he pulled my hands away. "I'll make you something" he kissed the back of my hands and got up, going into his kitchen.
I sat up, passing my hands over my blouse, embarrassed I completely ruined the moment. Ugh, I'm such a screw-up. Maybe he needs help? I should help him. "Samu, do you need any help?" I inquired, entering the kitchen. "You can take whatever you want to drink from the fridge", he replied, focusing on the food.
I opened the fridge and took out a bottle. "This good?" He took it from me, sniffed it and handed it back. "Yes"
I'm familiar with his house, so I got a cup and started pouring. A black beetle flew in straight towards me. "Eek!" I screamed, trying to dodge it, but it kept buzzing around me. The open bottle in my hand started spilling liquid.
"Shit!" Samuel cursed, swatting it with a dishcloth; he took the bottle from me. "Samuel, I'm so sorry. Let me help clean it up" I grabbed some napkins. "No, you go sit. I'll deal with it," he told me, taking away the napkins. "But I.." he held onto my upper arm as he guided me back to the couch. "Sit. Relax." He looked at me before returning to the kitchen.
After checking Instagram and twiddling my thumbs, he returned with two plates placing them in front of me; it was fancy club sandwiches. "It looks great" I smiled at him. He came back with two glasses. "See, I took care of it" he kissed the side of my head. "Thanks, Samu"
I picked it up and bit into it. "This is great," I said through my stuffed mouth. We talked about our day, nothing special while we ate. I laid on his lap when we were done. "Do you ever get frustrated with my clumsiness?" I asked. "Never", he replied, watching the TV screen.
"Why not?" I asked, "It makes you cute."
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"Ander!"
"Andrea!"
I looked up, scared, already knowing the owner of the voice. I heard my brother groan next to me, dragging down his face with his hands.
He hovered over us, glaring.
"You both think it's fun to keep secrets from me? Weed Ander, seriously? Andrea, Samuel? That fucking servant!" We looked at each other, not necessarily surprised we both knew each other secrets; after all, we're twins.
"Why do you not look shocked? Shit, you guys knew?" We nodded. "Your okay with your sister dating a waiter who she doesn't even know?"
Why is he so annoyed?
"Guzmán, this has nothing to do with you, okay" Ander replied calmly.
"The fuck it does! I'm not going to let you guys screw up your lives!" I looked around people staring; this is so embarrassing. "Drea come on," Ander said to me, getting up. "You're just gonna walk away? Gonna smoke some more weed."
Ander turned around and pushed Guzmán. "Shut it! Are you trying to get me in trouble!" Guzmán laughed. "Ander, let's go, people are staring", I mumbled, pulling his arm. "You're ruining your lives, you two!" Guzmán yelled behind us.
"How did he even find out? We've been good, at least I have. What about you?" I questioned him as we walked away. "I may have been seen with Omar...but we were far from school. I don't know Drea. How does he know about you?" I shrugged. Samuel and I acted like strangers when he first came to Las Encinas. I've slowly started talking to him more in school under the guise of we're studying.
"What do we do?" I asked Ander, "I don't know. I'm going to talk to Guzman, you go to class, we'll talk later" he kissed my forehead and left me. I sighed and walked to class. Ander and I aren't even all that rich. What's Guzmán's problem? If it weren't for mom's job, we'd probably be like Samuel, well not precisely, but we're not far off.
I wasn't looking where I was going and accidentally ran into someone. "I'm sorry, my bad", I groaned, holding my head. "Drea, you have to be more careful" I smiled at the owner of the voice. "I know, Samu, I was just thinking" I stared at him. He laughed. "You're always thinking, Drea. Everything okay?" He inquired.
"Not really Guzmán found out about us. I don't know how but he's pissed" I sighed. He walked into the class. I followed behind him. "Aye, Samu! Andrea!" Christian exclaimed excitedly. Samuel walked over to him. "Did you tell anyone about us?" He interrogated him.
The smile on his face quickly disappeared. "No...Well maybe...not really, you know...."
"Christian. Shit!" Samuel exclaimed, "Hey, hey, it was an accident. I was looking over my photos deciding which to post. Carla glanced at my phone; maybe she saw the pic of you two", he explained quickly, not wanting to upset anyone. It makes sense she could've told Polo, and he would've notified Guzmán.
"Come on, man!"
"My dad's gonna be pissed" I frowned.
"Whoops," Christian let out sadly.
