He loved to kill, but even more he loved to steal their stuff once he had killed them. The hitchhikers him or his brother would pick up from the side of the road and local gas stations only had small packs with barely jack shit inside of them, but when the two twins would take turns playing hitchhiker that's when they got some of the best stuff. The more people inside of the vehicle the more shit there was to steal once they were dead, especially the teens and college aged kids. Sometimes it felt a bit weird killing people about their own age, realizing they weren't hideous monsters lurking in the dark; they only felt that way in their minds and it made them feel as if they were immortal. They would get the people to take them as far as possible then at the best opportunity they would kill them in whatever way seemed to be the easiest or whatever suited their mood that day. Mostly cutting and stabbing, especially if both twins were picked up at once; if it was mostly girls then that would happen, they noticed teenage girls usually had some stupid romanticized idea about young male hitchhikers. It was stupid, it led to them being murdered, taken back home, and then dismembered and cooked.

At the moment both brothers were at home in the junk yard they had made of abandoned cars. Drayton was inside dealing with Bubba who at this point was getting old enough to cook and prepare food on his own. Bo hated how the oldest brother still had this theory that he was the leader just because he was the oldest, it was as dumb as his theory that some day their mother would come back home.

The blue eyed brother found a blood stained acoustic guitar in the back of an old van they had picked out about a week ago. He removed it and went to one of the old pick up trucks sitting in the bed and began picking at the strings listening to the deep then high sounds the instrument made. He knew if Drayton saw it or got his hands on it then he'd break it and burn it, Bo dared him to; just like he dared him to hit Bubba and Nubbins, that's usually when he'd back off. He noticed his twin sticking up for himself more, becoming more like Bo each day; Drayton didn't seem really pleased with it, but it made Bo feel better about leaving his brother alone.

"Where'd you find that?"

He looked up to see his twin standing there looking at him then down at the guitar.

"That van over there, the one we forgot to go through; you find anything?"

The other man shook his head; he glanced back towards the house then got up on the bed to sit next to Bo.

"Think Drayton is looking for us yet?"

Bo shrugged then went back to attempting to play.

"Don't really care; the fucking cook can go to Hell for all I care."

Nubbins laughed.

"Can you believe that bitch we killed yesterday, the one who kept on feeling you up?"

Bo looked over at his brother; Nubbins was looking down at the ground, his greasy brown hair hanging over his face. He could tell by his voice that he was still annoyed by what had happened. It was just part of the game in Bo's opinion; if somebody wanted to try some stupid porn shit with you then you went along until you decided to kill them, he found people were weakest when they were having sex or at least trying to have sex. He remembered the girl; she'd been blonde, too much makeup, and too tight clothes. She looked like something from a porn magazine, probably why she'd been going to California. He hadn't liked her touching him, he just found her annoying and pathetic.

"She sucked at it, she kept grabbing at my crotch too hard and those stupid fucking press on nails of hers, like claws or something."

"I don't like when you do that, y'know like go along with that shit."

"You think I enjoy it, you know I don't; ever since mom fucking left us I kind of just have it out for women."

It was true; he knew on some level that all women weren't like that, but he couldn't help but hate them. Besides he didn't need them, they were just a distraction from what his family did for a living. Though he still dreamed of leaving, going somewhere else, and doing what he fucking wanted; not what Drayton and grandpa told him he had to do.

"Just try and do it less"

Bo looked over at him and smirked.

"Jealous?"

Nubbins finally looked at him, glaring.

"No I'm not fucking jealous, I'm not that fucking gay."

Bo shook his head his hair falling in his face. He sat the guitar to the side; he placed a hand on the back of his brother's head pulling him forward. He kissed him hard, Nubbins kissed back he tangled his fingers in Bo's long hair. He thought about how Drayton was always telling them to cut their hair, bathe more, and stop dressing like hippy trash. The more he bitched the more they ignored him and all hell would come to Earth if he ever found out about this. Bo gently pushed his brother down onto his back and climbed up on top of him straddling his lap. He pushed his tongue inside of his mouth as he kissed him more passionately; he moaned when he felt Nubbins hands go up under the back of his shirt his jagged nails scratching down along his back.

"Wait what if cook comes out and catches us?" Nubbins asked glancing around nervously.

"Fuck him, he knows better than to start shit with either of us. Don't give him so much power, if I ever gotta leave for a day or more you need to know how to handle the stupid little dog bitch."

He began kissing down along his neck biting into the side of it.

"You wouldn't ever leave right?"

Bo licked along the fresh wound.

"Not anytime soon, but just in case you know?"

"Y-yeah I know" The other man whispered.

Bo pushed his hands up under his shirt feeling along his flat stomach and his chest.

He sat back on his knees removing his own shirt then went to remove Nubbins as well. He dipped back down kissing, biting, and licking along the brown haired man's pale scarred flesh. He loved the taste and feel of his skin, the sound of his moans and gasp as he touched him. If Drayton found them he'd flip his shit and God knows what else he'd do, he wouldn't let that happen; he couldn't stand the thought of somebody taking his twin away from him.

"I love you, I won't let anyone hurt you; got it?"

"I love you too and yeah I know, no girls right?"

Bo pulled back and laughed.

"Fuck no, you know me better than that."

He grabbed a fistful of the other man's hair jerking his head back, Nubbins moaned; he trailed his tongue up along the front of the brown eyed man's throat, he moved to his lips kissing him passionately just like before. He knew they were alone, but he still was cautious, he meant it when he said that he wouldn't let anybody hurt his brother.