Carmen's POV

I walked out of the hotel bathroom and literally face planted onto the bed without even bothering to put on actual clothes. My wet hair fell down around my face as I laid there wrapped up in a towel, nestling against a pillow.

Lydia, Dan, Phil, and I were in Florida for playlist live and I was so exhausted from the time change and all of festivities the night before. It was the second day but I honestly felt like I'd been out partying for a week straight.

I could have easily fallen asleep again. Actually, I was already starting to doze off but the sound of the hotel door opening stirred me from it and I groaned like I was being tortured.

"Noooooo," I whined, grabbing a pillow to pull over my head. "Too early."

It was 9am and yes I realize that in my head it was actually later than that, but knowing that it was early, plus how late I'd gone to bed made me even more tired and whiny.

"Must sleep more," I mumbled.

Somehow through all of my acting like an annoying little kid I realized that whoever had just let himself into my room hadn't said anything. For all I knew someone could have been there from housekeeping getting a very nice shot of me very close to naked.

Somehow, I was too tired to care.

I didn't hear any footsteps or the sound of anything around the room moving and I could feel someone staring at me.

As tired as I might have been, I wasn't really in the mood to be chopped up and put into chili so I yanked the pillow off of my head and looked over my shoulder.

Phil was standing at the foot of the bed holding two cups of coffee and I sighed before smashing my face against the bed and putting the pillow back in its place over my head.

"Sleep. Need. More. Sleep," my voice was muffled by the covers as I rubbed my face against them. "Cannot can."

"Well, you have to can," I heard him say through his laughter while I felt his weight on the bed. I smelled coffee then felt the warmth of the cup against my ass through the towel where he apparently was sitting it. "We have to go do Playlist things in 2 hours. Up with your sexy self."

I whined again, fighting the urge to exert more energy by flailing around on the bed because I didn't want to spill the coffee that was apparently sitting on my bum. "Fine then," I said while reaching my hand behind myself to grab the cup from him. I tossed the pillow away and raised up to take a sip of coffee. "Have you seen Lydia yet this morning?"

He looked very amused by me until I mentioned Lydia and then he got a strange look on his face. "Well, she's definitely awake." He cleared his throat as he raised his coffee to take a sip. "I went to see if they wanted coffee and just as I raised my hand to knock on their door I heard a very loud moan. I might be damaged for life."

I cackled as I raised onto my elbows and took another drink from my cup. "That's a way to get your day started," I laughed, sitting my coffee down on the table next to the bed. I scooted over and looked up at him, grinning. "You're blurry and still adorable," I informed him before puckering my lips. "Kisses?"

He grinned that cute grin of his as he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. "You're not blurry and gorgeous as always," he informed me as he moved his free hand to pet my crazy wet hair.

"I need my glasses," I yawned, rolling away from him to the other side of the bed to get up and grab them off of of the dresser. I put them on and looked at my reflection to see Phil looking at me in the mirror.

I tugged at the top of my towel and a second later it fell to my feet and I smiled at his reflection before walking to the other side of the room to grab my suitcase. "Do you have a meet up at 11?" I asked as I bent over to pick it up. "Mine is at 10:45, I think," I told him as I made my way back to the bed and sat my suitcase down on it to unzip it. "Anyways, if yours it at 11 then we could probably go get lunch at around 1 or so."

After a few seconds of silence I looked up to see him staring at me with his head tilted and an eyebrow raised. "Are you aware that you've just been saying things to me while completely naked? I haven't really heard a word of it. You're a bit of a distraction. Feel free to bend over again, please. I don't think my dick is hard enough."

I looked down at myself and laughed before looking up at him again. "Are you uncomfortable with my being naked?" I asked as I picked up the first thing that was laying inside of my suitcase then purposely dropped it on the ground. "Oops," I put my hand over my mouth before moving and bending over to pick it up, making sure to stay in that position for as long as possible. Once I had it in my hand I sat it down and then walked in front of him to grab my coffee, once again bending over, only this time right in front of him. "Thanks for the coffee, by the way," she grinned over my shoulder at him. "Are you okay? You look a little confused."

"Oh, I'm just fine," he replied as he leaned back so that he was resting against the headboard of the bed. "Just carry on," he waved towards me before raising the bottom of his t-shirt a bit to expose his stomach and then starting to unbutton and unzip his jeans. I wondered what the hell he was doing until I saw his hand slip into his boxers and he pulled his dick out.

Yes, he pulled his dick out with no warning whatsoever.

He grinned at me as he moved his hand very slowly down his length. "Since you're giving me a live show I figured I would take advantage."

I stood there staring at his hand moving against his dick for longer than I probably should have. I guess Phil could be just as evil as I could.

I cleared my throat, sat my coffee back down, and walked to the end of the bed once more.

I grabbed my suitcase and sat it on the floor before moving onto the bed, sitting on my knees.

I watched his hand move up his length again before looking up at his face to see him grinning at me like he was very proud of himself though the grin contorted into a look of pleasure and he bit down on his bottom lip.

Oh, fuck me.

Seriously. Fuck me. Now.

I grabbed the bottom of his shoes and pulled them off, not caring to look at where they landed as I flung them behind me before I tugged at the legs of his jeans, pulling them further off of his hips until they were gone completely.

I was terribly distracted by the fact that his hand was still slowly stroking at his cock as I crawled between his legs for a better view.

"Since you're giving me a live show I figured I should take advantage," I repeated him as my hand trailed down between my legs.

"Oh no, you are not gonna torture me like that again," he said as he leaned forward. He grabbed my arms and pulled me forward before grabbing my hips and lifting me slightly as he pulled me further up his body until I was straddling his thighs.

"Do you have any idea of how incredibly sexy you are?" he asked as his hands slid slowly up my sides. He wasn't looking up at my face. His eyes were fixated on my body as his hand moved from my sides, over my breasts, down my stomach and then down my thighs. One of his hands roamed around to my ass which he grabbed while the other hand slid up my inner thigh until I felt his fingertips against my pussy.

"Oh my. Someone is very wet," he commented as his fingertips pressed hard against my clit. "Seems perfect considering how hard I am," he whispered as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against my neck.

His hand that was still on my ass pushed me forward again and I felt his dick pressing against me. His fingers left my pussy and were quickly replaced by the head of his dick rubbing over my clit which caused him to moan against my neck. I felt his teeth press against my skin lightly. "I want to be inside you so badly."

I pulled away from him and looked down at him as I moved my hands to grip the bottom of his shirt, which I started pulling over his head.

I tossed it to the side and rocked my hips forward, causing his dick to rub against my clit again, teasing both of us as I leaned in to kiss him. I put my hands on his shoulders and slid them down his arms before I moved them to wrap them around me, once more pushing my hips against his.

I leaned in against him and adjusted myself up a little further, now on his lap instead of his thighs. I reached down between us and grabbed his shaft, gripping it tightly as I rubbed the head of his dick against my slit.

I moaned against his lips as I kissed him and arched my back, subtly grinding my pussy against his erection. My mouth trailed away from his, onto his neck, where I bit down against his skin before kissing it and moving upward to bite his earlobe. "I want you to fuck me," I informed him with a whisper, rocking against his dick as I continued to move it against my clit.

His arms wrapped around me and he pulled me against him before leaning forward so that I would fall back onto the bed. He kissed a trail from my collar bone down to the middle of my chest as he repositioned himself so that he was kneeling between my legs. "You want me to fuck you, yeah?" he asked, a bit of an evil looking grin on his face as his hands slid slowly down my sides. "Well, I'm never one to deny the woman I love what she wants."

His hands grabbed my hips and he pulled me forward quite roughly. I watched as he bit down hard on his bottom lip while he moved a hand away from my hip to wrap his fingers around the base of his cock and rub it over my slit, teasing me. His eyes focused on my face again just as I felt the head of his cock pressing at my entrance.

He moved his arms so that they were beneath my thighs and then grabbed my hips again, leaving my legs spread wide before he thrust hard into me causing himself to groan quite loudly.

He barely gave me anytime to adjust before he began moving inside of me. Instead of thrusting into me he held tightly onto my hips and moved me on his cock.

His fingers were digging into my skin as he pushed as deep inside of me as possible, hard and fast over and over again.

I gripped at the sheets and bit down on my bottom lip to keep myself from screaming like I wanted to. I didn't want everyone at the bloody Caribe Royale to know how good his sex was.

Quiet whimpers escaped my throat as he continued thrusting my body against his. I'm quite certain my hips were going to be bruised from high tight he was holding me and forcing our bodies together but it felt so good that I couldn't be bothered to care.

After a few minutes of that,he stopped and my disappointment was very obvious, however, he didn't give me a chance to say anything before he pulled me up and kissed me very sloppily.

I was on his lap for less than ten seconds when he started to force me off of it to sit on his knees and turn me around so that I was on mine too.

His hands gripped at my hips again, pulling me in towards him before I felt his dick slide inside of me again. He didn't hesitate to start pounding against me and I suddenly found it very hard to control not being vocal in this new position.

"Scream, baby," he told me while thrusting into me much harder on purpose. "Let everyone hear how good I make you feel."

The entire bed was shaking from how hard and fast our bodies' movements were. He was pulling me against him while thrusting at the same time and he was pushing deeper inside of me than I had ever felt him. I could hear our bodies contacting each time he thrust forward and loud groans along with random expletives were leaving his lips much more than usual.

"Cum for me. I want to feel you cumming on my cock," he managed to say through his heavy breathing while he sped up his movements in an attempt to push me closer to the edge.

I had managed to remain relatively quiet during all of this, but that last bit he said to me made a loud pleasured scream leave me much before I could stop it. From that point on, I couldn't hear anything over the sound of my moans with his heaving breathing and swearing as background noise to it.

The loudest moan of all had yet to leave me until I felt my walls tightening up around his cock as a very intense orgasm began to hit me. My entire body was shaking and I have no idea how I didn't just collapse against the bed once the best of it was over and done with.

I could hardly breathe as his hips continued to collide against my ass and I could feel another orgasm hitting me.

What the fuck. That had never happened before.

"Oh my God," I managed to say breathlessly just before moan hit me. "What are you doing to me?"

"Making you -uh fuck- cum repeatedly, apparently," he told me breathlessly as he continued to move. I could feel his grip on my hips getting tighter and feel him starting to shake so I knew that he was close.

"Fuck, I'm-" he started to say while he thrust harder into me than he had anytime before but instead of finishing what he was going to say he moaned loudly and then I felt him pulled out of me quickly.

"Holy fuck!" he practically yelled seconds later and I felt the weight on the bed shift. When I looked back he had fallen over onto his back and his mouth was open like he was in shock or something as he tried very hard to catch his breath. "I think I almost died from how intense that orgasm was."

I started laughing as I tried to crawl to the other end of the bed. I would have just collapsed on the spot but I saw the mess Phil had made of the sheets and I wasn't really interested in laying in a puddle of his sperm.

However, before I could even get a few inches away from where I had been, I toppled over sideways and fell off of the bed because my body was shaking so badly.

I continued to laugh from the floor, deciding to meet defeat and just lay there for a few minutes.

"I ship our orgasms so hard," I told him through my laughter. I seriously felt like I was high or something.

I saw Phil's head poke over the side of the bed while he cracked up laughing. "Babe, are you okay?" he asked as he sort of slid off of the bed like a sloth or something then crawled over to my side.

"I'm not sure," I responded, trying to calm down my giggle fit. I took in a few deep breaths before looking over at him again. "I think I'm better now," I informed him before pecking his lips. "Wow. I thought I couldn't can earlier. Now I cannot even thinking about canning."

Unfortunately, both of us had to can because both of us had things to do, so we were only able to lay on the floor cuddled up like that for about fifteen minutes.

I finally got dressed and fixed my hair then left the hotel room to stop by Dan's to get Lydia before the two of us headed down to meet everyone.

Phil and Dan were going to be joining us later. They had decided against the four of us strutting around together so that no one would even start to think anything was going on between any of us. I think we all had enough to deal with without adding in ruined ovaries and whatnot.

There were loads more people there to see Lydia and I than I had ever expected. I know a lot of it had to do with the videos of us being played on national television along with the interview we had done on the Today Show. Before all of that, most of them probably had no idea who I was unless they had seen a video I had done with some of the more popular Youtube people.

Several hours later Lydia and I were walking out of the convention center to get some fresh air and to wait for Phil and Dan to be done doing their thing so we could finally go eat.

Both of us had hit up the vending machines and gotten a couple of snacks to munch on while we waited for them.

I sat down on the curb and opened my bag of crisps while Lydia took a seat beside me opening up her own. There were quite a few people outside, but no one who seemed to be too interested in us.

Apart from this guy who I had caught staring at us on and off all bloody day, though he hadn't come up to either of us.

"Creeper alert at 2 o'clock," I mumbled as I chewed, nodding in the guy's direction.

"Dude!" Lydia replied, bits of crisps flying out of her mouth. "He's been lurking around us all day." She pulled her shades down the bridge of her nose and looked at him. "He's pretty cute. I wonder what his deal is."

"He is cute," I nodded, looking at him. "I have no idea, though. He's just been doing that all day," I glanced over at her before looking back at him. "Dan and Phil both noticed it too," I said as I crammed another crisp into my mouth. "Hopefully he'll be gone before they get out here and see him creeping again."

"Well, I mean, there's not much he can do. We're literally surrounded by people. A lot of them are fangirls. We know how powerful they can be in packs," she said before picking up her can of coke and taking a sip. "Hey dude!" she yelled out of nowhere while waving at the guy who looked more than shocked by her calling out to him. "Come here!" she instructed while waving her hand towards us.

"Lydia!" I whispered fiercely, looking at her. "What if he's on those Bath Salt things?! We're in Florida. What if he tries to eat us or some shit?" I asked before looking in his direction again to see him slowly walking towards us. "And here he comes."

She cracked up laughing. "Oh my God. You, Dan and Phil are so damn paranoid about Bath Salts people. I can ask him if he can give us the hook up on them so we can see what happens." She nudged me, still laughing before looking up at the guy who was only a few feet away now. "Hey!" she smiled up at him like there wasn't a possibility that he wanted to chop our heads off to mount on his wall as identical twin trophies. "We've been noticing you beboppin around here alone so we thought we'd say hey."

He ran his fingers through his hair and smiled what looked like nervously as he looked down at us. "Hi," he responded laughing. "Yeah.. sorry about that. I just-" he paused, "I just wasn't really sure how to approach either of you."

Aw. I don't know why, but I didn't get a bad vibe from him at all. He just looked really nervous, which was kind of funny because he looked like he might have been a little older than we were.

"Aw," I grinned up at him. "Don't be shy. Neither of us bite."

He laughed again and shifted his eyes around. "So you're Carmen," he pointed at me, "and you're Lydia, right?" he pointed at Lydia.

"I do love how a stranger can tell us a part and your boyfriend can't," I nudged Lydia.

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "He's a special man. Do you know us from Carmen's videos or something?"

"Uh..."

"So. HUNGRY!" I heard Dan's voice echo around where we were sitting and I looked over my shoulder to see that he had his arms flung out at his sides, flailing them as he made one of his classic derp faces.

I started laughing and looked back at the guy who was still standing in front of us. "Sorry about that. Dan is very dramatic," I told him, nodding towards Dan who was walking alongside Phil over to where we were.

"Carmen, someone gave me a little lady lion for you!" Phil said excitedly as they got closer. "Oh," he said once they were behind us. "Sorry to interrupt." I could tell by the look on his face that he was wondering why the guy we kept noticing all day was standing there talking to us.

"It's cool. We're just making friends with-" Lydia looked up at him. "Dude who's name I don't know yet," she laughed. She held her bag of crisps up so that Dan could grab them. "Here, titbag."

Dan took the bag from her without really looking away from the guy. "Thanks, babe," he responded.

I knew it was his way of saying back the fuck up, yeah, without actually saying that.

"My name is Silas," the guy introduced himself, looking at us, and completely ignoring the fact that Dan and Phil were both giving him a subtle evil eye. "About what you asked, if I watched Carmen's videos," he went on, looking between the two of us. "I've seen all of them now, but I first saw both of you on the Today Show."

"Cool!" Lydia replied. "Carmy has some kick ass videos." She looked over at me giving me a big smile.

"Listen, we're about to go grab some actual food before the evening hang out and we don't have much time so," Phil turned his body away from us like he was trying to say that we needed to leave.

"Real food?" Lydia gasped as she hopped up from the curb. "I'm so there, dude."

I looked up at the guy as I started to stand and I saw that he looked very disappointed at hearing this while also offering his hand to help me up. "Thanks," I smiled, taking it to pull myself up but quickly let go of it out of fear Phil would react badly to it.

I just felt bad for the guy, I guess. I don't know.

"I'm sorry we couldn't chat longer," I told him. "It was nice meeting you though, Silas. Also, that's a really cool name."

"It was our grandfather's name," he told me.

I furrowed my eyebrows at him because I definitely noticed how he said our instead of my, but I just assumed it was an accident because he looked more nervous than ever.

"Oh, cool!" I gave him a thumbs up. "Maybe we'll see you later?" I offered as I turned to start walking with Dan, Phil, and Lydia, while still looking at him.

"Please, just- can you wait?" He blurted out.

"Uh..." I looked over at my sister, boyfriend, and best friend, hoping for some backup.

Lydia was staring at him with the weirdest expression on her face. Phil had an arm wrapped protectively around me and Dan was cramming crisps into his face while giving Silas the evil eye.

"Is there something you needed?" Lydia asked as she took her sunglasses off and put them on top of her head.

"I just- I came a really long way to see you two," Silas said while looking between us. "I-"

"Look," Dan spoke up, mumbling because he was chewing. "I get it, I do, but we really gotta go. If you'll be here later you can continue this conversation."

"No, I need to have it now," Silas insisted, stepping towards us. "I came here because I think, no, I know, that... I'm your brother."

I think my heart stopped beating for a few seconds as I gawked at him, trying to process what he had just blurted out.

"I know you probably think that sounds insane but I promise, I wouldn't have come here all the way from New York if I wasn't convinced that you two are my sisters."

"What?!" Phil spoke up before anyone else.

I looked over at Lydia to see her staring at him with a confused and slightly scared expression. "Brother?" she managed to say the word before turning to look at me, wide eyed.

"Yes, brother," he nodded as he reached into his back pocket. He pulled out his wallet and flipped it open before flipping through it. "I have a picture of my- our mother," he told us. "You two look so much like her," he pulled the picture out and handed it to me. "I know you can't believe that based on a picture but I have other proof. I just- I need to talk to you two and it's going to take more than a few minutes and I cannot wait."

I hardly heard a word he was saying because I was too busy looking down at the photo had given me.

It was obvious that the picture was old and that the woman in it, who looked about 18 had long since aged, but it was mind blowing how much Lydia and I favored her. She had full, pouty lips, a heart shaped face, and a smile that nearly matched mine.

It almost looked like she could have been mine and Lydia's triplet.

I honestly had no words.

"Oh my God." Well, no words other than those.

I had no idea that Lydia was standing next to me until I heard her gasp and turned to see her looking down at the photo with me. "This is not happening," she whispered, sounding like she was accidentally thinking out loud.

"Um, Carmen. I think you two might need to talk to him," I heard Phil behind me and felt his hand on my lower back. "Is it alright if we come along?" he asked, looking up at Silas. I think he still didn't trust us to be alone with him.

"Of course," Silas nodded at Phil before looking between Lydia and I. "That's if, you two will talk to me."

I immediately looked at my sister, trying to read her expression. I wasn't sure what we should do and I kind of think that she didn't know what we should do either.

"You know, you don't have to talk to him," Dan told her while putting his hands on her shoulders. "I'll be supportive either way but if this isn't something you want to mess with, you don't have to."

"I know," she nodded and smiled up at him. "I think we need to though. I mean, he really might be our brother."

"Why don't we just go up to the room and we can order some food and talk over all of this?" Phil spoke up, his hand rubbing my back in what I'm sure was an attempt to calm me down.

"That's completely fine with me," Silas agreed. "I need to go by my room and grab a few things, but I'll be right behind you guys."

"We're in room 1108," I informed him and he nodded before turning and rushing away from us.

I watched him walk away until he disappeared from view and continued staring in that direction for several seconds before glancing over at Lydia, who was just starting to look at me too.

I let out a sigh and ran my fingers through my hair. I couldn't even think of anything to say because I was too busy trying to wrap my head around what had just happened.

"Do you think he might be lying?" Dan broke the silence.

I realized I still had the picture he had showed us of... our mother? And I offered it to him. "You tell me."

He stared down at it and his eyes widened a little. Obviously he noticed how much she looked like Lydia and I. Or.. how much Lydia and I looked like her. Whatever.

"Hmmm," he looked up at me and Lydia and down at the photo a few times before handing to back to me. "It's just a photo. It doesn't prove anything."

"I think I'm gonna have a fucking anxiety attack or something," Lydia said while running her fingers through her hair. She sighed loudly and leaned against Dan. "Is life ever gonna get normal again?"

"I don't think you two are ever going to have a normal life," Phil laughed. "It'll be okay, babe. If he is your brother then maybe it'll be a good thing," he told me as he ran his fingers through my hair. I could tell by the way he was looking at me that he was just waiting for me to flip out or something.

"We should probably head up to our room," I said while reaching into my back pocket to get my room key out, just to have something to occupy my hands.

Surprisingly, we didn't run into anyone who might want to stop and talk to us for a few minutes, and the four of us walked in silence back to my hotel room.

When we got to my room I opened the door and everyone trailed in behind me. I tried to kick things out of the way to make it look a little more tidy than it was, and even started to pick random articles of clothing up from the floor just to busy myself.

Though, when I noticed that Dan was about to sit on the bed, I dropped everything in my arms and rushed towards it.

"Don't sit there," I told him, yanking at the sheet to pull it off.

"Why not?" He looked down at it then back at me with his eyebrows pushed together.

"Phil made a mess on the sheets," I responded, figuring that didn't need much more explanation.

Once I had the sheet off I wadded it up and tossed it into the corner of the room before going back to tidying things up.

Out of nowhere my sister started laughing and I looked over to see her sitting on the bed looking at me. "I just realized what kind of mess you meant," she said through her giggles.

"Hey!" Phil laughed. "You two probably made a mess of your own this morning. I heard you two well on your way to making one, actually."

"You heard correct," Dan winked at Phil. "Didn't he, babe."

"What do you guys want to eat?" I asked while zipping my suitcase. "Does this place have room service? I need some wine."

"He did hear right," Lydia laughed and then patted the bed in front of her. "What I want is for you to come sit down," she told me while giving me her stern Mum look. "You're freaking the fuck out and I think you need to come give me some love."

"I agree," Phil replied. "I'll order us some food and get you some wine." He walked over to me and leaned down to kiss my lips before grabbing my shoulders and directing me over to sit with Lydia.

I was tapping my foot against the floor very quickly, making the bed vibrate. Obviously Lydia was right. I was, very silently, freaking out. "The weather is so nice here," I told her, still tapping my foot. "We should come here more often."

"I feel like I should put a quarter in you, Carmen," Dan laughed from behind us, as he was sitting on the bed close to the headboard. I felt the mattress shifting and looked over my shoulder to see him crawling towards us. He squeezed his shoulders between us and leaned in towards Lydia to kiss her cheek. "I love you," he informed her, looking up at her while batting his eyelashes at her.

She started laughing and brought her hands up to hold his face before leaning in and kissing his lips then kissing each of his dimples. "You're so cute it makes me want to squeal sometimes," she grinned. "I love you too." She pet his head as he pulled away and scooted to sit next to her then she turned her attention back to me.

She reached out and grabbed my hand before squeezing it. "You're not dealing with this alone. I'm here. We're going to be okay no matter what we find out, alright? No matter what we've got each other and we don't have to do anything or meet anyone or what-the-hell-ever if we choose not to, okay?"

I squeezed her hand and nodded at her, grinning. "I know. It's just- I didn't think anything like this would actually happen." Of course I had kind of wanted it to, in the back of my mind. I know part of why I wanted to do the Today Show thing was because I wanted to know about my family but I wasn't ready.

I let out a bit of a sigh before I leaned closer to her and wrapped my arms around her, giving her a tight hug. "I love you."

"Aww," I heard Dan then felt the bed shift again before one of his giant hands nearly knocked my glasses off of my face as he leaned in to hug Lydia too. "It's love on Lydia day."

I felt and heard her laughing when Dan joined in on the hugging. "I love you too," she told me, squeezing me a bit harder. Something told me that if we were in that room alone she'd probably be freaking out a bit more. Or maybe she was holding it together for me. My spidey-twin senses were telling me that, I think.

I felt the bed move again and then felt more arms around us and looked up to see Phil had joined in as well. "I was left out of the hugging!" he said as he squeezed all of us. "You two have us to help you along too. We're not going to let anything happen to either of you and you know we'd both do anything for you two."

"Exactly," Dan agreed, pulling away, his giant hand once again nearly knocking my glasses off. "We got chu."

I smiled and started to adjust my glasses before turning my attention to Phil. "I love you," I said before pecking his lips.

"Oh God," I heard Dan laughing. "We're those disgusting couples that everyone hates. What's happened to us?"

"We are!" Lydia laughed. "I mean, I really never expected to be part of one of those couples. Me and my 'oh God what is love?' mess," she said while waving her hands in the air and rolling her eyes. "I look back on that now and I'm like mindblown."

"I look back on how I wouldn't even talk to Carmen yet I eyefucked her every time she was near me and stalked her Youtube daily and hated it when she even mentioned someone who had a penis and I'm pretty mindblown myself," Phil said while looking at me with a big smile.

"Imagine how mind blown I am," I laughed.

There was a knocked at the door and all four of us looked towards it before looking at each other.

"I'll get it," I offered, moving to stand up. I didn't realize it until then, but all four of us had been sitting side by side in the bed and for some reason it made me smile despite the fact that I knew who was on the other side of the door and was terrified of what he might have to say to me and Lydia.

I opened it and Silas stepped inside, a bag hanging off of his shoulder. "Sorry. It took me a little while longer than I thought it would... I also ordered some wine.. I don't know if you guys drink or not, so I hope that's okay."

Wow. Maybe he is related.

"It's fine and yeah, all of us appreciate a good glass of wine," I laughed, following behind him and over towards the bed.

Silas looked down at Lydia and offered her a grin while tugging at the strap of the bag on his arm.

I walked around him and pulled out a chair at the little table by the bed for him to sit at before pulling out another.

"Lydia, do you want to come sit over here with me?" I asked, glancing over at her.

I didn't want the four of us to be sitting side by side all gawking at Silas like he had a third eyeball or something. I'm sure this he was already uncomfortable enough.

"Sure," she said as she got up and made her way over to sit next to me. Dan and Phil were glancing from the two of us to him like tigers waiting to pounce or something. They were in protective mode.

"So, how old are you?" Lydia asked Silas.

"Yeah... You're not like our un-identical triplet, are you?" I asked seriously.

He laughed as he pulled his bag off of his shoulder and sat it down on the table in front of us. "No, definitely not your triplet. I'm 25," he told us, looking between us. "You two are 22, right? Turning 23 on Halloween?"

I glanced over at Lydia then back at him as I nodded slowly. "Yeah..."

"You're probably freaked out that I know that, aren't you?" he asked, laughing. "We always eat birthday cake on Halloween. Mom gets neapolitan because she doesn't know what your favorite flavors are," he told us, smiling. "I mean, we don't sing happy birthday or anything, but we all know why she makes it."

I found myself speechless for many different reasons as I looked at him. In that little bit, he had said so much.

If this guy was our brother, our mother was alive and he actually knew her.

"So... you weren't adopted out?" I asked, just to clarify because it sounded that way.

"No, I wasn't," he shook his head. "They-"

"Kept you and gave us away," Lydia finished his sentence.

He sighed and shrugged. "I guess there really isn't a very good way to put it, so yeah," he nodded.

"Why?" I blurted out. I'd gone from being uncomfortable to demanding in the blink of an eye.

"Mom was really young when she had me. I think she was like 15? And then she had you guys when she was 18..." he moved around in his seat. "She-"

A phone started ringing, interrupting him and he leaned back to reach into his pocket to pull his phone out. "Speaking of the devil," he laughed before going to answer it. "Hello?"

Oh fuck.

Oh fuck.

Was that-

It was so quiet in the room that we could all hear the woman on the other end of the telephone.

"Hey honey. I was calling to check in on you. You haven't been by in a couple of days and I was getting worried. I made your favorite for dinner if you want to come over. Dad's home too. I know he'd love to see you."

That was her? That was my birth Mum?

Wait wait wait. Her dad or his dad? Are they still together?

"Uh..." he froze up and glanced around the room. "Yeah, I've actually got plans. Sorry, mom. I'm gonna have to miss the burrito feast," he laughed. "Will dad be home tomorrow? Maybe I can come by then?"

"Yeah, he'll be here-" she was interrupted by a loud shriek from her end of the phone and Silas pulled his phone away from his ear. "Brody Quick! Stop farting on your sister's head! I don't care if she asked you to! That is disgusting! Honey, can you please get these fartknockers?! Thanks... Sorry, Brody was holding Sophie down and farting on her," she laughed.

"Sounds like a typical Saturday night," Silas laughed.

"I wouldn't have it any other way... I won't keep you, though. Have fun and be safe tonight."

"Alright Mom. Love you."

"Love you, honey. Bye."

Silas pulled the phone away again and sat it down on the table. "Sorry about that," he sighed. "She has no idea that I'm here."

Silence fell over the room and I looked around to see Phil staring at me, Dan staring at Lydia and Lydia looking like she was in a daze.

"Where's that wine?" she spoke up, clearing her throat as she stood up from her chair.

"Did she say fartknockers?" Phil asked, obviously trying not to laugh but then he lost it and cracked up. "I'm sorry but if it were based on that I would say that she's definitely your Mum. Lydia has called all 3 of us a fartknocker more times than I can count. She called me one this morning."

"That's true," I heard Dan say as he moved towards Lydia, I'm guessing so he could attempt to calm her down. "And I'm pretty sure Carmen could eat burritos everyday for the rest of her life and be fine," he said, putting his hands on her shoulders while leaning in towards her to whisper something into her ear.

"So you never explained why she gave us up," I spoke up. "And.. do we have the same dad or- because you never said anything about him."

"We do," he nodded. "We-"

"Are they still together?!" I asked, interrupting him.

Damn, I could interrogate someone if I needed to. It's like I had no control over my mouth and what was flying out of it. All of the questions that had been screwing with me ever since Lydia showed up were just spilling out of me.

"They're still together," he told me while grabbing the bag he had carried with him. "They've been-"

"So I'm guessing Brody and Sophie are our brother and sister?" I interrupted him again. "So out of five kids we're the two they gave away?" I laughed.

Yeah. I laughed. It wasn't funny at all, but I sat there looking and sounding as if it was the funniest thing I've ever heard.

"You never let me explain," he said while looking away from me and over at Lydia. "I can only imagine how this is making you guys feel, but you deserve to know your family."

Dan was pouring Lydia a rather large glass of wine and she was looking over at me like she was wishing she could say something to me but obviously couldn't. He handed her the glass and kissed her cheek before they walked back over and took their seats.

"So, what's the story?" Lydia asked before taking very long sip of her wine which resulted in the glass being only half full. "Could someone else drink, please? Feeling like an alchy over here," she laughed.

"I can," I responded, grabbing the wine glass out of her hand.

I leaned my head back, draining the other half in one motion.

Just as I was sitting the glass down I saw two arms flash in front of me and then two more wine glasses appeared as well as the bottle.

I looked up to see Phil pouring much less wine than Dan had poured for Lydia into the glasses before he pushed one towards each of us.

"Thank you," Lydia, Silas, and I all said at the same time and then looked around at each other.

"So you wanted to know the story... Alright. Our Mom was young when she had us... She and Dad were just starting college when she had you two. They struggled a lot with taking care of me... When she got pregnant with you two, they knew that they couldn't take care of all of us. I think they just wanted you two to have a shot at having a nice life. It wasn't something they could give one kid at the time, let alone three... So that's why they did what they did," he said while pulling something out of his bag. That something very obviously being a photoalbum. "Brody is 13 and Sophie is 9... They didn't just have two more kids a year after they had you two.. they waited a while."

I took a drink of my wine so I would have an excuse not to say anything for a few seconds.

So that was it? That was the story that I had been so obsessed with knowing for the last five months? Why didn't hearing all of that make me feel any better? I thought finally knowing, getting answers, would help me put all of this behind me so I could just get over it but I felt even more confused than before.

"I have some pictures of Mom and Dad and me with you guys when you were born, if you want to see them," he spoke up. "And some pictures of Brody and Sophie... and a few of me," he added the last with a bit of an awkward laugh.

"Have you always wondered about us?" Lydia asked out of nowhere. "Like, not to sound weird or anything but does it feel weird to be sitting here with us like this?"

"I have," he nodded. "I've also always been secretly terrified that I would end up with one of you as my girlfriend and not know it," he laughed at himself. "It is a little but.. it's a good kind of weird. I've always wanted to know who you two were and I never thought I'd get to. When I saw the videos of you guys on the news-" he trailed off and shook his head. "I was the biggest stalker on the planet and I'm kinda not even ashamed," he laughed again. "I was tempted to make a video being like- hey, I'm your brother... but I was worried you would think I was some asshole trying to mess with you.. So I just flew here when I found out about.. what is this thing? Playlist live?"

"You pulled a Lydia on us," I said then finished the rest of my wine. "You Lydia'd us bad."

Lydia, Phil and Dan started laughing. "Yeah, I have to say that he did. When I discovered Carmen I went into scary stalker mode. Like, she wouldn't listen to me so I just fuckin' flew to London." She looked over at me, grinning. "And here we are now after a lot of craziness." She looked at Silas and laughed. "This is probably the craziest thing so far though. You should get an award."

Would this guy ever feel as much like family as Lydia did? I mean she and I started out in this position and we've come a long way since then.

"Oh my God!" Lydia yelled out of nowhere while flailing her arms out in front of her like she was trying to escape something horrible. "Ew. Oh Jesus on a boat," she said as she facepalmed herself. "I totally checked out my brother!"

"You what?!" Dan squawked over everyone's laughter, sounding half amused and half offended.

"It's not like you knew that I was your brother," Silas offered. "Plus, your, I'm guessing, boyfriends, thought I was checking you two out all day."

"Not gonna lie, we noticed you lurking," Dan nodded, motioning between himself and Phil.

I wasn't going to admit to agreeing with Lydia when she'd said that our brother was cute. That's just embarrassing.

"Gross. I'm so gross," Lydia mumbled as she brought her glass of wine to her lips.

"You are gross," Phil agreed, laughing. "I'm kidding!" he said quickly, holding his hands up to shield himself when Lydia gave him an evil look.

"So, uh, has your or our Mom seen any of the interviews we've done on television or anything?" Lydia asked after drinking quite a bit of her wine.

"No. She rarely watches tv. She's more of a Netflix addict," Silas explained. "I haven't told her about them yet."

"Why not?" I asked, reaching for the bottle of wine to refill my glass.

Silas shrugged. "I'm not sure. I haven't told our dad either. I guess I kinda don't know how to."

"I think the same way you did with us would work. Just blurt it out at them. They'll be fine," I responded.

"Babe, you two are guzzling wine like fish. I don't think you're exactly fine," Phil replied. "I think they'll take it a lot differently. I mean, they've always known you two were out there somewhere."

Apparently my sarcasm wasn't obvious.

"That's true," Lydia nodded. "I can't imagine how they're going to feel. I mean, they might have already come to terms with the fact that they'll never see us. They might not even want to see us." She laughed a bit out of nowhere and looked at Silas. "I remember being a little kid and wishing so badly that I had a big brother. I imagined him being my bodyguard or something. Sort of weird that I always had one and didn't know."

"That's really sad, actually," Phil replied, his pitiful face on full display but it was genuine instead of him using it to get something out of one of us.

"Yeah, and a little brother and a little sister too," I added. "That's so weird. I went 22 years thinking I was an only child to find out I have four brothers and sisters."

"There are a lot of us Quickies running around," Silas laughed.

"Quickies..." Dan repeated before cracking up.

"Quick. I can't believe that's your last name," I told Silas.

Carmen Quick.

Well, I probably wouldn't have been called Carmen had they kept me... but Quick is a pretty cool last name.

"Lydia Quick," Lydia spoke up and laughed. "Makes me want chocolate milk."

"How much longer are you here for, Silas?" Phil asked as he stood up to make his way over to me before picking up the bottle of wine and refilling my glass. He leaned down and kissed the top of my head before he refilled Silas' glass and Lydia's.

"I'm going home tomorrow," Silas told him as he took the glass of wine, helping himself to a drink. "I wish I could stay longer to get to know you guys, but I have to work on Monday. Maybe we can try to plan something."

"Maybe... It's not very often we visit America," I said before taking a sip of my wine.

"I'm not opposed to visiting England," he smiled. "I really want to try to get to know both of you. I know it's gotta be overwhelming for you though, so I won't push the subject. Just know if you're interested in doing the same, don't hesitate."

"I think I speak for both of us when I say that we definitely would like to get to know you. I can't imagine just leaving here knowing that you exist and pretending you don't," Lydia replied and then pointed to the photo album. "This is random but are there any photos of you with us?"

He smiled at her response and picked up the photo album. "There are, actually," he offered it to her. "Mom and dad had time with you before the families got you."

I scooted closer to Lydia when she started opening the album and leaned in so I could see the pictures too.

On the first page there was a photo of us in someone's arms, and then a couple of close up shots of us laying together. Of course I had no idea who was who.

Lydia turned the page and what I saw made me get chills. It was a photo of a woman who looked a lot like Lydia and I holding two little bundles of pink in her arms, a man standing beside her, looking down at Lydia and I, smiling.

"That's our parents?" I looked up at Silas to see him nodding at me.

I looked back down and stared at the photo. So these were the two people I'd spent so much of my time wondering about.

Wow.

"Well, we know where you two got the dark hair from," I heard Phil say and it wasn't until then that I realized he and Dan had gotten up and were standing behind us to see the photos.

Lydia moved her fingertips over a photo of the two of us lying next to each other that was much like the one her Mum showed us. "I can't imagine how sad that day was," she said softly as she stared at it. "

"The thing dad said he remembers most is how you two would flip out if you were separated. If you weren't touching, you both would just start crying. That's why there aren't any pictures of just one of you."

I had chill bumps all over me as I looked down at the pictures. "I wonder if our parents ever wanted to give us back because we'd never shut up," I laughed at myself. Uh oh. I was getting a buzz.

"Is that you? In the smurf costume?" Dan spoke up, leaning over Lydia's shoulder to point out the photo he was referring to.

"Yeah," Silas laughed. "It was halloween. Apparently we'd all been out trick or treating when you two decided to you wanted to show up."

"They probably sensed that chocolate would be near," Phil laughed and I felt his arms wrapping around me from behind before he rested his chin on my shoulder.

"You were ridiculously cute," Lydia giggled, referring to Silas. "Wow," she shook her head as she looked up at me. "I still can't even believe this is happening. I mean, I wondered if anyone would notice us but I never ever thought that anything like this would happen."

"Babe?" Phil spoke in my ear. "Dan and I have to go down to that gathering. Are you two okay for us to do that?"

"Yeah," I glanced over at Lydia. "We'll be alright," I said before looking back at Phil. "Go have fun. We'll join you later."

Dan leaned over and kissed Lydia's cheek. "You know where we'll be if you need anything," he told her before kissing her lips. "Love you."

"I love you too," she replied while reaching up to brush her fingers over his cheek.

"I love you. Text or call if you need me," Phil said before leaning in to kiss my lips.

We all stayed silent as the boys walked out but once the door was closed Lydia spoke up. "They're our boyfriends. I'm sure you gathered that by now," she laughed.

Silas laughed with her as he nodded. "Yeah, I picked up on that once they started giving me the stink eye earlier today," he told her while moving around in his seat. "Are they good to you guys?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Very," I laughed. "They've gone through all of this with us. If it weren't for them.. I think Lydia and I would have drove each other mental already."

"Lydiar," he repeated me, laughing. "It's so insane how far apart you two ended up being from each other."

"Very insane. If I didn't have an unhealthy obsession with Youtube and Dan I would've never known she existed," Lydia told him. "At least I don't think I would've. Maybe my Mom would've finally broken down and told me one day but I doubt it."

"I never would have known I was adopted and I'd still be walking around pining over Phil. I don't think I'd be finding out anytime soon had you not showed up," I shrugged.

"If you guys don't mind, I'd love to hear more about you two meeting. All I've heard are what you guys said in those interviews."

After we told him that story we finally got to eat, and drink even more wine. The three of us ended up talking all night about anything and everything, getting to know each other.

When I got to Florida I really hadn't expected to leave knowing I had an older brother, a younger brother, and a little sister.

I guess there's one thing I was learning about my life.

It was full of surprises.