The Emergence Of The Alpha Twins ( UNDER REVISING )

18. Is This A Game To You?

Ernest

I think I'm a pretty reasonable guy. If you ask me, I'm the most reasonable guy you will probably ever meet! So is it reasonable to ask your stupid, selfish twin brother to share our mate instead of hogging her a pretty reasonable deal?

Well, they didn't think so! They thought I was being selfish and rude and most of all, a female dog! I don't think I look like one, I'm a guy. What do they call male dogs...? Mitch! Not bitch people!

I thought I died. That antifreeze hit me pretty good I'll tell you that right now, but never did I think it'd make me...release all my anger on people. Yes, it has been bundled up for lots of years, but I learned to live with it.

Renee. What a pretty name. I've always thought Renee's name was pretty, just never said it aloud. Like right now for instance. Even though she flirts with Dexter while I reading a dictionary, she can still look so pretty.

That could be me. That should be me. While Dexter can treat someone like a bitch or Mitch and they love him to death. While I'm considered immature, dumb, ill-mannered, and worst of all...a Mitch.

I think I'm funny, sociable, loved by children, and quite alluring. But no, people don't see me that way. I don't know why though, unless someone is telling them I'm this and that.

"Ernest!" My ears pipe up as Renee calls me, I lay this heavy dictionary down. When she walks over I pat my lap for her to comfortably sit on. Just like how she sits on Dexters lap. My turn!

"Yes? Wanna sit down?" I pat my lap, but her nose scrunched up. I immediately pout, confused to why my lap is a bad place.

"No thanks. You look like a pervert when you do that." That wasn't very nice!

"Okay then...why did you call me?" I look to my brother, seeing him grin at her then at me. But I look away in annoyance of his face. Even though...it's like looking at me... You know what I mean!

"Dexter wanted me to tell you-."

"You can stop right there. If it wasn't for Dexter you wouldn't have come over here?" I told my arms playfully, furrowing my eyebrows over and over again, up and down.

"Kind of... But-."

I stood, this negative energy isn't corresponding with my positive energy. Whatever Dexter had to say probably wasn't as important as he thinks. In my opinion, he's a little stuck up on who is more...you know...Alpha than the other. To me, I think you shouldn't have to control others based on being an Alpha. You have to be one with everyone.

So far, I feel like I'm one, in a billion.

"'Person with the same blood as me', if you have something to say to me, then say it to my face. Do not send her to say it to me. I will immediately get the wrong impression, leave me be, please."

"I have a name you know." Dexter stood, his darn-y darn long legs walking to me in three strides. I wanted to trip him so badly, his face was in front of me and I didn't want to look at it. To see him be tripped...by me. His legs falling under him, his head hitting the ground.

"I know that, I just don't wanna use it." I fold my arms, turning around as I now am facing the wall. It's a nice wall, not only is it blue, but there's a tiny scratch on the wall. This wall, is my friend.