Alone

Chapter 13

Fucking hell.

How did I forget that there was a whole ass human sleeping on my bed? It's because of that fucking show.

I sighed. Caleb had already gotten up, and he was on his way to my bedroom, I followed suit. Jacob was standing at the entrance to my bedroom, looking inside with wide eyes and mouth open. At least that's what I think he looked like because his back faced us, but the shock was radiating off him in huge waves. 

I glanced inside and luckily Greyson was knocked out cold. Caleb caught a glimpse of who was sleeping on my bed before I closed the door. 

Greyson better make it up to me after putting up with all this.

Jacob stood staring at the closed door with a gaping expression on his face. He pointed his finger at me, then at the door and covered his mouth in shock. I slapped his arm.

"Stop it!"

"Was that... Greyson? What is he doing in your bed?"

The other twin was silent, and I looked to him for help, but he just stared back at me waiting for an answer, just like his twin. 

"Living room." I said. They appeared after I had taken a seat on the couch and made myself comfortable. Jacob sat on the floor facing me while Caleb sat on the armchair.

"Greyson showed up to my apartment after he got into a fight. He was badly injured and had nowhere else to go, so he came here. I couldn't not help him, and I owed him for helping me that day."

"Oh." Jacob said indifferently. "That's all?"

"Yeah, that's a—"

"I thought the both of you would have some intense smooching sess— Ow!" The pillow I threw hit him spot on.

"It's just weird seeing a guy in your apartment. We know you and you wouldn't let anyone into your apartment just like that. I'm sorry if we get a tad bit protective." Caleb said.

"A tad bit?" I asked wryly.

"Yes, just a tad bit." Both of them answered at the same time.

"That was definitely twin-telepathy, you weirdos." I said with a smirk on my face.

As twins, they denied the existence of twin-telepathy. But what just happened now was a perfect example of their shared stupidity, and whenever I got the chance; I would always rub it in their faces.

Before they got the chance to retort, I said, "I appreciate the unnecessary concern, but for my sake, tone it the hell down." 

"Ugh, fine."Jacob said before jumping up from the floor. Somehow he grabbed Caleb and pulled us into a hug. This boy really was annoying, but never failed to put a smile on someone's face.

Caleb pulled away from the hug, smacked Jacob on the head and took his seat on the armchair. Jacob sat down on the couch beside me, a smile on his face and his eyes twinkling with amusement and mischief.

"What is it now?"

"So, is Greyson your boyfriend?" He asked with a sly smirk on his face.

"How would you like your balls, intact or castrated?" I asked him sweetly.

He winced at my threat while Caleb sniggered at his twin. "I'll take that as a no then."

I went to the kitchen to get us some food. One hand filled with snacks and the other had a pop-tart box. The two of them were arguing over something irrelevant, as usual. I shook the box and immediately gained their attention. Jacob instantly got up in excitement and tried to take the box, but I thrust the snacks into his hands. Even Caleb, who had an impassive look on his face, seemed eager.