A/N: The song is "The Right Kind of Wrong" by LeAnn Rimes.
Twin Trouble
The timer beeped, announcing that the results were in. Getting off her perch on the side of the bathtub she slowly walked to the counter, her heart pounding violently in her chest. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath. Picking up the white stick, she opened her eyes and looked at it.
The result was like a blow to her heart. The dreaded answer didn't get any easier to see. Three sticks, three tests, the same results. Tears flowed down her face and she fell onto her knees. Pressing her forehead to the floor she cried, happy no one else was home.
The clouds hung heavily in the sky. They hadn't lifted since they had accumulated there three weeks ago. Rain poured down from the sky everyday, and the wind whipped strongly, even though for the windy city. Through it all the twins went to school and tried to get on with their lives as normal. Now, as Luka sat on the bed in the empty exam room, he stared at the dark, dismal sky and pondered the twin's behavior once more. It seemed all he was able to do aside from treating patients.
He heard the door open behind him, and then softly close. The person softly walked up behind him, sitting behind him on the bed. Abby slowly wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder still looking at him.
"What's wrong?" she softly asked him.
Luka sighed, "I'm just thinking."
"About what?"
"The twins," he answered.
"What about the twins?" she asked.
"I feel like something is wrong with them," Luka replied.
"They have just been through a lot Luka," she reminded him quickly adding, "They've been through hell."
"It's more than that," Luka replied. "I feel like something else is wrong. Something that they're not telling me."
"Like what?" Abby inquired.
"I don't know," Luka sighed. But it's not going to get any better. It's only going to get worse."
Mariana sighed as Anita Wilson kept talking about the stabbing and the kidnapping. And she kept asking questions like, "Did it hurt when the knife entered your body?" "Was it scary being kidnapped?" "Why do you have those two faint scars on your face?" And she had asked that last question after Mariana had told her the circumstances of the kidnapping.
Mariana looked at her watch, "Mrs. Wilson, I'm sorry for interrupting, but I'm going to be late," she lied.
"Okay, dear! Yes of course dear!" Anita said not moving from her spot. "You go right ahead, dear!"
Mariana smiled and moved past her, bringing her keys out of her purse. She opened the car door and got inside, slamming it shut. She had gone back to the apartment with her sister one time before to collect their things. But at that time they hadn't gotten the car. Now Mariana drove away from the apartment building, and Anita Wilson along with her other wacky neighbors, without looking back.
Alexandria was lying on the couch staring at the ceiling, rubbing her stomach. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. When life was supposed to get better, it was throwing her another curveball. And she was not happy!
The door opened and Mariana walked in, "I got the car Alexandria!"
Alexandria propped herself up on her arms and smiled at her sister for a moment. "Okay. You going anywhere?"
"Not planning on it," Mariana replied. Seeing the disappointed look on her sister's face she inquired, "Why?"
Alexandria sighed. "I just wanted to be alone."
Mariana nodded, "I can go to Mitchell's for awhile."
Alexandria smiled, "Thanks Ana."
Mariana returned her sisters smile saying, "No problem. You okay?"
"I'm fine," Alexandria said. Knowing her twin would see through the lie she added, "As fine as I can be considering the circumstances."
Mariana nodded, satisfied with the answer. Saying goodbye she left the room.
Alexandria sighed. She hadn't exactly lied to her sister; she just hadn't told her the whole truth. Ana still didn't know the news that Alexandria was keeping to herself.
Maybe it was because she had just found out that morning. But she had just passed up the perfect opportunity to tell her sister. They had never kept secrets from each other before.
But it was different this time. Because Alexandria still had to process the information. She still had to believe it. She still had some decisions to make, decisions that for the first time in her life she had to make alone. And she knew that if she told Ana right now her sister would try to force an answer to the main question running through Alexandria's head right now, without even realizing it. And the question was the biggest decision she would make in her teenage life.
Not knowing if Mitchell's family was home right now, and not sure if she wanted to see them, Ana went around to the side of his house and climbed up the tree. She looked into his room, he wasn't in it. She leaned over, pushed open the window, and then climbed off the tree, through the window and into his large room.
She shut the window again and walked over to his computer, turning it on. She didn't feel like playing a game or surfing the net so she left the computer and walked past the half-wall, lying down on his bed.
A moment later the door to his room opened and he walked in. He smiled at her as he shut the door and said, "Hey, Ana. You okay?"
She smiled back, "Yeah. I'm fine. Alexandria wanted to be alone."
Mitchell walked over to the bed, lying down beside Ana. They both rolled over on their sides so that they were facing each other. He stroked her cheek with his hand and asked, "How's she doing?"
Mariana sighed. "I don't know. She's not telling me something."
"Wow," Mitchell exclaimed quietly. "Alexandria isn't telling you something. That's a first."
Mariana nodded, and then sighed again.
"What's wrong?" Mitchell asked her.
"I want a drink," she whispered. There was something Alexandria didn't know about Mariana as well. Only Mitchell knew.
"No one's home. Wanna go get one?" he asked her.
She nodded and they both got off the bed, running down the stairs. They quickly walked to the stairs leading to the basement. Opening up the refrigerator behind the bar as Mariana sat in front of it he pulled out two bottles of beer, letting the door close behind him.
He slid one across the bar counter to Mariana. Picking up the bottle opener he leaned across the counter and popped the lid of Mariana's and then moved to his.
At the same time they lifted up the bottles and took a swig of the bitter liquid. It burned at her throat, but also brought relief.
"Feeling better?" he asked her, smiling.
She smiled back, "Much. Thanks sweetie."
Alexandria blinked back tears and quickly stood up off the couch. She swayed slightly, head rush. Looking at the clock on the stove she realized that she had been lying on the couch, thinking about her condition all day. Mariana and Luka would both be getting back home soon. She walked over to the window overlooking a busy street and sidewalk, looking down.
There were many cars going in each direction. And on the sidewalk, walking out in the drizzling rain was a mother pushing a twin stroller. The woman, though she was getting wet, was happy. The way in which she walked told Alexandria that. The woman got into an apartment a few buildings down and Alexandria realized at that point what she had to do.
Looking at the clock again, she decided to walk, in the rain, to Mitchell's. She had to talk to Mariana.
"I know all about,
Yeah about your reputation
And now it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless
Every time that I'm with you, ah"
Mariana was standing on the bar counter dancing around and singing to the CD playing that was blasting through the sound system. There were four empty beer bottles on the counter, two from each of them. Mitchell was dancing in place watching her, holding another bottle. She was using her half-full bottle as a microphone.
"You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can't fight it any more
Oh I know I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Lovin' you, that isn't really something I should do
I shouldn't wanna spend my time with you, ya
Well I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah, baby you're the right kind of wrong."
Mariana looked at Mitchell as she started singing some more of the song.
"It might be a mistake
A mistake I'm makin'
But what you're givin' I am happy to be takin'
Cause all that will make me feel
The way I feel when I'm in your arms."
Sitting down on the bar counter she reached out with her free hand and pulled Mitchell closer as she continued singing.
"They say you're somethin' I should do without
They don't know what goes on
When the lights go on
There's no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain
Loving you, that isn't really something I should do yeah, hey
I shouldn't wanna spend my time with you, yeah
Well I should try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah, baby you're the right kind of wrong."
She stood back up and held his hand, jerking it every once in awhile trying to get him come up too.
"I should try to run but I just can't seem to
Cause every time I run you're the one I run to
Can't do without what you do to me,
I don't care if I'm in too deep, yeah…"
Mitchell came up on top of the counter and danced with Mariana while she finished singing the song.
"I know all about,
Yeah about your reputation
And now it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless
Every time that I'm with you, ah
"You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can't fight it anymore
Oh I know, I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Hey…Yeah…
Loving you, yeah, isn't really something I should do
I shouldn't wanna spend my time with you, yeah
Well is try to be strong
But baby you're the right kind of wrong
Baby you're the right kind of wrong
Baby you're the right kind of wrong
"Yeah, baby you're the right kind of wrong."
They both sat down on the counter laughing as they took another swig of the beer. Just then they heard the door upstairs open.
"Oh, shit!" Mitchell exclaimed quietly, as Mariana and Mitchell both looked towards the door in alarm.
They both jumped off the bar counter. Mitchell took Mariana's beer and hid them under some towels, quickly grabbing the empty beer bottles and moving them to a bag to hide until later when he could move them to his room without anyone seeing them. Mariana quickly ran over to the stereo and turned the music down and then ran to a couch sitting down where Mitchell soon joined her.
They finished right in time as Mitchell's mom poked her head through the door. Seeing Mariana wrapped up in Mitchell's arms on the couch made her smile. "I'm home, Mitch. Hi, Ana!"
"Hi, Mrs. Evans," Ana replied.
She closed the door behind her and Mitchell and Ana kept sitting for awhile until they knew that no one else was coming downstairs. Then they both quickly jumped off the couch and ran behind the bar where Mitchell had hid their beer. Kneeling down by it they both quickly grabbed their bottle and drank the rest of it in one gulp.
When they pulled the bottles away from their faces they smiled and quickly leaned in to kiss each other. Then the door opened and they quickly put the bottles back. Mariana jumped back up on the bar counter, and Mitchell stood in front of her, holding her waist as she wrapped her legs around his stomach, making it look like they were just standing and sitting there, talking the way boyfriend and girlfriends do sometimes. They looked up and saw Alexandria coming down the stairs.
She smiled at them wearily as she walked down the stairs. Mariana quickly swung around the bar and jumped down on the other side, Mitchell walking around. He smiled at Alexandria as well.
"Hey, Al, what's up?" Mariana asked.
Alexandria licked her lips and said, "We need to talk. Alone. Sorry Mitchell."
Mitchell shook his head, "Don't worry about it! I understand, twin thing. I know that I have to share my girlfriend sometimes."
Mitchell and Mariana both started laughing. Alexandria eyed them warily, wondering why they were acting strangely. Luckily for Mariana and Mitchell, she couldn't smell the faint smell of alcohol on their breath.
"Okay. I have the car. Why don't we just go out for a drive?" Mariana suggested.
Alexandria nodded, "Sounds good."
Mariana looked over at Mitchell and smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow, sweetie."
"Yeah. See you then, baby," he replied and then smiled at Alexandria. "See you tomorrow Alex!"
Alexandria looked at him strangely as he followed them up the stairs. She noticed that as they both passed the counter they grabbed some mints from the jar. Mariana popped one in her mouth and saw Alexandria staring at her. "Oh! Would you like one?"
Alexandria shook here head, "No thanks."
Mariana nodded, "Kay."
Mr. Evan's walked into the kitchen. Mariana smiled at him, "Bye, Mr. Evans."
"Bye Mariana. Bye Alexandria."
Alexandria said goodbye and they ran out to their car. Getting in Mariana started the engine and drove away from the curb. When they got on the highway, Mariana quickly glanced over at Alexandria, "What did you want to talk about?"
"Are you and Mitchell okay?" Alexandria asked, confused by their unusual behavior.
Mariana nodded her head, "Yeah, we're fine. What did you want to talk about?"
Alexandria sighed and looked away from Mariana. "I'm pregnant."
Mariana laughed slightly, "Sorry, Al, what was that? I don't think I heard you right."
A little louder Alexandria said, "I'm pregnant. Sergei got me pregnant."
Mariana's eyes widened as she looked towards Alexandria. "What?!"
But Alexandria didn't have time to respond to her sister's cry. Mariana lost control of the car and slammed into a light post on the side of the street.
Coming Soon: Dangerous Love – What will happen to Mariana and Alexandria after the car accident? Will they both be okay?
