"Why?" I whispered and Tyler hugged me tighter,
"I don't know." He admitted and I cried harder, not stopping until I felt myself sliding into unconsciousness, and even then, sleep didn't prevent the salty liquid from continuing to pour down my face.
I woke up in my bed. That part wasn't surprising, I'd just assumed everything that had just happened was a bad dream. The confusing part was that there was someone else in my bed. Oh. Fuck?
I peered over my shoulder and tried to get a glimpse at the unlucky victim of what would most likely turn out to be my drunken reaction's to getting my memories back, only to find myself in the awkward position of having to come to conclusions about why my brother's best friend was in bed with me. Especially when I sat up and realised said brother was standing, leaning against the doorframe, looking at me with a raised eyebrow, tapping his foot and looking very much like the psychopath I thought him to be.
"I can explain," I held up my hand in attempt to stop the onslaught of questions that would most likely be aimed, like tiny little word daggers at my "oh so pretty" face.
"Hm…" was Reid's only response,
"Well… uh… I—I um… Well—"
"Convincing. Okay, did you, or did you not sleep with Tyler Simms last night?" he asked, plain and simple right? Ah… no. Unless the events of last night did actually happen and there was half a body in the kitchen. But you'd think, despite my brother's moronic appearance, he would realise that there was something odd about walking into a normally spotless, white tiled, now blood spattered kitchen and then having to step over half of a body.
That's what you'd think. But Reid was… a different little boy, he was dropped numerous times—
"Alex?" Oh, crap, new voice. I looked up and gulped when I saw Caleb standing next to Reid.
"Well this is awkward." I mumbled and pulled Tyler's arm off me so I could take off the doona cover, to reveal that yes, although I was in my pyjama's, I was still fully clothed. And he was… shirtless, oh fuck. My face burned with embarrassment as I met my brother's eyes again.
"I swear to God. I did not—"
"Alex," Tyler groaned from my bed and my eyebrows shot up past my hairline,
"There's half a dead body downstairs!" I yelled and all three boys stared at me, Tyler having just woken up, calculating expressions on their faces. They also, showed no distinct indications of moving anytime soon.
"Oh for Christ's sake, we can discuss what didn't happen last night after we discover whether I'm going insane or not. Okay?" I looked at them and they continued to stare at me. I chewed on my lip, "Fine, I do not remember sleeping with…" I shoved my thumb in the vicinity of the bed, "him, last night,"
"Last night?" Reid was mocking me now and I snarled at him, like, actually snarled. I covered my mouth with my hand and bit my lip,
"I have never, as far as I remember, slept with Tyler Simms." I concluded and Caleb looked at me,
"You got your memories back?" I nodded and there was a flash of something that looked like victory in his eyes, followed by him grinning like an idiot. I smirked and Tyler got up from my bed, which made Caleb's victory grin fade a little. I cocked my head to the side and looked over at Tyler, expectation clear in my eyes,
"So, why were you in my bed?" I asked and he blinked twice at me before smiling innocently,
"I don't know what you're implying." He said and I rolled my eyes,
"Can we please go to the kitchen?" I asked and Tyler nodded in agreement, following me out of the room,
"I still don't get it, why are we going to the kitchen?" Reid asked, sounding like he might've hit the vodka before breakfast,
"Because, there's a body down there," I felt my stomach clench and gripped the hand rail tighter as I walked,
"Uh, hate to break it to you sis, but as far as I could tell, there's no body in there," Reid raised an eyebrow and I stopped, turning back to look at Tyler, who was currently looking as confused as me as he looked back at Reid.
My eyes widened as I remembered the voices and I sprinted the rest of the way to the kitchen, I walked inside and froze, what I saw there was ten times worse than the night before. The kitchen was spotless. Aside from the ass-bucket sitting at the counter that is, but I ignored him for the moment,
"Tyler?" I asked as he followed me in,
"Fuck," he muttered and I echoed the segment, I snatched the discarded vodka off the counter in front of me with shaky hands and downed it in one gulp, for a second I wanted Ashton Kutcher to spring out from behind the open cupboard and shout, 'YOU'VE BEEN PUNKD!' just as some form of explanation, I leaned on the counter and stared at the spot that had, a few hours previous, held half of a pile of segmented limbs.
"Did someone come in here before you?" Tyler asked Reid, as the only coherent witness,
"Matthew," Reid pointed to my uncle, who smiled and waved, then it all clicked.
"It was you. Wasn't it?" I demanded and he looked genuinely surprised, but you never could be one hundred percent with my uncle, his surprise could be created from success. I mean, they both started with 'su'
"What was me?" he asked and I glowered at him,
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, and why are you still here?" I added as an afterthought and he raised an eyebrow,
"Your brother invited me to stay for a while."
"Did he now?" I turned my anger on Reid, who promptly bolted from the room, "Excuse me." I snapped, my jaw clenched so I wouldn't bite his head off, I headed out into the lounge room, well, I tried. Caleb grabbed my arm and pulled me in the other direction, towards the stairs again. But I was fuming, I didn't care where I was, as long as it was far enough from my twin that I wouldn't rip his throat out. That created a surprisingly satisfying image in my brain, until I felt myself being pushed against a wall, Caleb's arms on either side of me,
"Calm down," his eyes darted from my left to my right and I took a subtle deep breath, trying not to look like a complete loser, and probably failing, I didn't realise that I was still in my pyjamas until a moment later when he was kissing me.
Now how did that happen? I disregarded the thought and kissed him back, until I heard someone cough from what sounded like the living room, we both pulled away and Caleb took a step back, I knew I was bright red and I was trying desperately to hide it, with no avail.
"Caleb, your mother's here." Reid smirked and stepped aside to reveal Evelyn, sitting on the couch, tapping her chin and watching us with a cup of tea in her hands.
Well this is awkward.
I got straight onto this story when I woke up today, around 12pm and started writing. All for you guys, I don't know how they do it, but thankyou to QueenOfWeird1995 and kvsgrl for reviewing so fast, seriously, where do you live? I posted that chapter at 12am! I think I did pretty well with writing this so fast, considering that I was distracted many, many times by my brother continuously singing, "Xbox, I love my Xbox," over and over. Anyways, enough with the sibling drama. (Xbox song may be included in ch. 6)
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