Chapter Three

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Alana

 

I close my bedroom door and sigh.

 

"What the fuck?" I say to myself as I lean against the door. I shake my head and walk across my room to the bathroom. I walk in and turn on the lights. I go over and turn on the shower to as hot as it can be without being too painful.

 

I turn on the radio I have on my sink, and get undressed. I step into the shower, and groan. The hot water feels great on my cold skin. I have a tendency to get freezing cold at random times; so hot showers are a must for me.

 

I hum along to the radio as I start washing my hair.

 

What am I going to do about Rubin? I know that us being twins makes his love illegal, right? And how do I feel about him? Do I love him back? Oh god, no; I can't love him. I have had boyfriends. Plus; he is my brother!

 

I groan, and wash up the rest of my body before getting out of the shower. I wrap a towel around myself, and wipe away the fog on the mirror. I stare at myself for a minute, wondering what I am going to do with my situation.

 

I shrug, and walk into my room. I head over to my closet and grab a pair of jeans and a red flannel. I grab some underwear and head back to my bed. I put my clothes down on the bed, and start to dry off. I put on a bra and underwear, and reach for my jeans.

 

"Shit!" I hear a shout behind me. I scream, and fall to the floor, covering myself. I turn my head to see Rubin pressing his face into the door frame.


"Rubin, what the fuck?!" I yell. He covers his eyes and holds his arm out.

 

"Your phone must have fallen out of your pocket when you were in my bed. I thought you were still in the shower, so I was going to put it on your bed. I'm sorry, I didn't see anything, I promise." he quickly says, still holding his arm out with my phone in his hand.

 

I roll my eyes, and stand up. I hold my jeans in front of my body, and run over to grab my phone from his hand.

 

"Goodbye, Rubin." I say when he doesn't move from his position against the door frame. He nods and quickly gets off of the wall, and starts walking to his room, tripping along the way. I chuckle, and close my door.

 

I walk back to my bed, and put on the rest of my clothes. I walk back to my closet, and grab some socks and converse. I put on my shoes, and grab my phone. I head  out of my room, and head downstairs.

 

When I finally reach the first floor I head into the garage. I grab my keys, and open the garage door. I get into my blue jeep. My car was a gift for my seventeenth birthday. Rubin was given a black Lexus for his sixteenth.

 

I start the engine, and pull out of the garage. I close the garage door, and head out of the driveway. I speed through our neighborhood, and pull onto the highway. I turn on the radio, and roll down my window.

 

"So am I wrong, for thinking that we could be something for real? Now am I wrong, for trying to reach the things that I can't see?" I sing along with the radio. I roll my eyes when I immediately think about Rubin.

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