Hi, guys. It's been long. Nevertheless, here's a story. I promise there will be more. Thanks for all the faves and comments! They helped a lot. :-D By the way, this is a one-shot/short story. There's not going to be a continuation. This story ends as a cliffhanger.
An incredulous look fell onto Bill's pale face as he clasped his hands over his mouth.
Who was the blonde lying next to his twin? Why are Tom's hands wrapped all around her thin waist? Why are they together? What in the world did they do last night?
"Tomi…?" He whispered with his quivering lips.
The older brother opened his eyes slowly, adjusting to the morning's bright light.
"Bill?"
Tears on the verge of falling, Bill ran out of the suite in disenchantment.
"What have I done?" Tom mumbled under his breath.
He picked up his clothes which were lying on the carpeted floor, put them on then rushed out, neglecting the girl's shouts and pleas.
"Bill, listen to me!" He howled, catching up with the other twin.
The feminine twin froze in his tracks, waiting for a detailed explanation.
"I'm sorry. I was drunk -" Tom started, but he was rudely cut off by his brother.
Raising his hand up, Bill said calmly, "do not, give me the same excuse again. I am so sick of it, Tom."
The older twin protested vehemently and opened his mouth to defend himself. "I was drunk. Really."
Bill sneered.
"How many times have you told me that? How many promises have you broken?"
Speechless, Tom lowered his head, his eyes studiously observing the floor.
One night stands were one of Tom's bad habits. He made a promise never to bring any girl into his suite after committing himself to Bill. Bill heartrendingly forgave him incident after incident. But, Tom had an instinct that this was the last straw. His gut told him that Bill was going to be strong with his decision.
"I've had it. This is tiring. Emotionally."
The agonizing words came out of Bill's mouth as his eyes turned red and his face displayed a picture of misery. He couldn't take it anymore. This burden was breaking his back. Although Tom assured him that he would "kick this awful habit", the twin with dreadlocks always went back on his words.
"You can't be serious."
Bill shot his twin a look of certainty and anger.
How dare you say such a thing, he thought infuriatingly in his mind.
Almost immediately, Tom bit his lip. His face was a mask of disillusionment and dejection.
"I'm sorry, Bill." He apologized once again. More sincerely this time.
The younger twin turned his heel and entered the lift.
"I'm sorry, Tomi. I can't make myself forgive you anymore."