Chapter 11

Rachel's POV

"Jake," I whined. "I can't see her."

"She's coming, Rachel. Take a breath."

I was standing on my tip toes trying to see over the heads of everyone, looking for Becky. Jacob, on the other hand, was towering over everyone else, with a smug look on his face.

"Rachel!" someone screamed, before I was hugged so hard I almost fell over.

"Becky!" I screamed back. Becky pulled away from me and it was like I was looking in a mirror. We were exactly alike. She had even grown her hair out so now it was the same length as mine.

Looking at her made a hundred memories swarm into my head at once, making tears form in my eyes.

"I've missed you so much," I sighed pulling her into another hug.

"I've missed you too," she exclaimed.

"Hey, don't worry about me. I'm just the lonely little brother," Jacob said from behind me. Becky pulled away from me, smiling, and went to hug Jacob.

"Oh, Jake, You don't look like my little brother anymore," she said, craning her neck to look up at him. "Actually you look like someone who's on steroids."

"Ha ha, you're hilarious. Now let's get your bags. I want to go home," Jacob said, as he turned around.

Becky came to me and linked her arms with mine and we walked back together.

***

Becky sighed and looked around at the little house. "I've really missed this place."

It was later that night and me, Becky, and my dad were in the living room. Jacob had to leave right after we got back from the airport.

"So, Rebecca how's Nick doing. You haven't mentioned him at all," my dad said.

"Oh, Nick? He's um...fine," Becky said quickly. "So, when do you think Jake will be back."

Outside a wolf howled, making goosebumps appear on my arms.

"He should be home any minute," I said, watching the door.

Sure enough, Jacob walked in a minute later followed by Paul.

"So, you're Paul," Becky said, with a mischevious grin on her face.

Paul shot me a worried look that I returned with a grimace. I had forgotten to warn him about Becky.

"Um, ya," he said.

"Well, kids it's late and im going to bed," my dad said, before he left the room giving Paul an apologetic look. Jacob sat on the couch next to me watching Paul and Becky with an interested look.

"Paul, how about we go for a walk. I have a few...questions for you," Becky said.

"Um..."

"Good," she said, smiling. She stood up, grabbed Paul's arm, and walked out the door.

"Oh God," I muttered, as I buried my face in my hands.

"Come on, Rach. What's the worst she could say," Jacob said, patting my back. I lifted my head and raised my eyebrows at him.

"Okay, I see your point," he said. "I have to admit, I feel pretty sorry Paul right now."

Paul's POV

"So, as Rachel's twin I have the right to ask you any question," Becky said, as we walked away from the house.

Few things scared me. Chasing vampires was considered normal, not scary. When one of my friends gets a little too mad and turns into a giant wolf ready to attack, im not scared. But when my girlfriend's twin wants to ask me a few questions, im dead scared.

I jusrt wanted to get this over with, so i agreed. "Okay."

"How did you two meet?"

"On the beach."

"First date?"

"Shouldnt you be asking Rachel this stuff?"

"Answer the question, Paul."

"We went to a bonfire."

"What are your intentions with my sister?"

"What?"

"You heard me. Are you just using my sister?"

"No! Im not using your sister!"

"Do you love her," she asked a bit softer.

"Yes, I love her."

We were down the street from the house. I had been so concerened with conversation I hadnt been payin attention to where we were walking.

"I like you, Paul," she decided as we started to walk back.

"You barely asked me anything."

"Ya, but I know when people lie to me and you didn't."

"So, thats a good thing," I asked slowly.

She laughed. her laugh was just like Rachel's.

"Yes, its a good thing."

"So, have you always been the annoying twin," I asked, smiling a little.

She held her hands up. "Hey, i'm just doing my job."

Thats when I noticed something any normal human wouldn't notice in the dark.

"Becky, can I ask you something else."

"Sure, I guess."

"I thought you were married."

"I am."

"Then why aren't you wearing a ring."

She stopped walking and looked at me with a scared expression.

"Don't tell anyone," she said.

"Okay, but-"

"Me and Nick got into a fight and he kicked me out. He said he never wanted to see me again. I just don't know how to tell my family," she admitted, looking back at the house.

"Okay, I wont tell anyone, but you know you're going to have to," I said and started walking back to the house.

"I know."

We went into the house. Rachel stood up and came over to me. I took her hand and went back outside, again.

"How bad was she," she asked, grimacing.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me.

"She wasn't too bad. I like her. I'm scared of her, but I like her."

Rachel laid her head on my chest and sighed.

"I missed you today," she mumbled.

"I missed you too." I put my hand under her chin and tilted it up, then I kissed her. I let my lips mold against hers as I felt her arms wrap around my neck, pressing her even tighter against me.

"I have to go in," she whispered against my lips.

"No, you dont," I mumbled. I kissed her again, but she pulled away.

"Nice try," she said, grinning. She kissed my cheek.

"I'll see you tomorrow," she said. I watched her walk inside, then I turned and started walking home, my cheek burning.