PART THREE, OH GRACIOUS ME!!
BANG! Until the front door was thrown open, and Garett was standing there, with Ryan. They were staring at us like we were in a zoo, their eyes wide, mouths hanging open like fish.
"You know, it isn't illegal to lock doors, you know." Ryan said at last, the first one to gain his composure back. He was now smirking at us, and I could only imagine what this might look like.
Colle, one hand resting on my hip and the other securing m hand to his face, with me all full pout face, one arm draped around his neck, the other hand held to his cheek. Yeah, it definitely looked like we were doing something, which we weren't. Yet.
"Wouldn't stop me." Garett said, finally closing his mouth. I was afraid that a fly was going to land in there.
"Yeah, I know. No point in locking the door if it means replacing it in the end." Colle said, his voice filled with irritation. I was mad too, my twin (Ryan) and his boyfriend had just ruined one of the few times Colle had actually been free to say whatever he wanted. Now the mood was ruined, and there were two other guys in the house, despite their gayness.
"So twin, how's it going? Other than this, obviously." Ryan said, motioning at me and Colle. That reminded me, I was still wrapped around him like a skank.
Colle, probably thinking the same thing, let go of my hand, moving his hand up to around my waist. I dropped my arm from around his shoulders, my face once again its normal shade. For now.
"Um, great. Danica was her usual slut self and I almost got into a fight with my English teacher, but other than that it was great. Colle picked me up after school." I said lamely. Obviously, since they had walked in on us. Anyway, school wasn't that important when your half-dead boyfriend shows up after a few days of living in the underworld.
Yeah, that's right; I said my boyfriend was in the underworld. And half-dead.
Colle, and all his family on his father's side were Alunai, a species that could travel from both the mortal world to the underworld, where all the dead people go. He wouldn't tell me much about it, but apparently there is no heaven and hell, and that Satan is just a made up story to scare little kids. He wouldn't tell me if there was a god or not.
Back to Colle, his family was a special kind of Alunai, Guardians of the mortal world. His family made sure no humans found out about the underworld; they also kept the dead from walking out.
It was a dangerous job, but a very important one. When dead spirits enter this world, he told me once, they tried to take over a human's body, to give themselves a body of their own. It kind of scared me, the idea of a dead spirit trying to possess my body, but Colle's family can fix that too. Not in a very pleasant way, but he can fix it.
So that's about it, except for the part where Colle disappears for days on end to make sure nothing from the underworld is breaking through, sees his dead mother, who just rants and screams, and usually gets injured by undead dead souls. Yeah, how wonderful for the girlfriend wringing her hands and worrying by the sidelines.
"Cool, except for the slut part. At least you didn't throw your shoe at her, like you did that one time." Garett said. I smirked and nodded, remembering the time I had thrown my stiletto heel at this girl in the eighth grade, because not only was she sleeping with two guys at once, she also had her eyes on Colle. No one, and I mean no one ever touches him.
"I thought about it." I told him, smiling wickedly. I saw Colle roll his eyes and shake his head in my peripheral vision. I just smiled bigger.
"Come on Colle, you got to love two girls fighting over you." Ryan said, coming to sit on the couch. I separated from Colle and went over to sit on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing his cheek.
"How would you know? In case you didn't realize, you're gay, have a boyfriend, and is totally obsessed with boy bands." I told him.
"So were you, and yet you're strait." Garett said, coming over to sit next to us. I threw my legs over his lap, smiling evilly.
"I was five, and that band was hot at the time. You still listen to Backstreet Boys, and they're not event hat good." I told him. Colle laughed, finally moving over to us. He was now sitting on the floor in front of me, and I was playing with his silky hair.
"He only likes them because they ended up being gay." He said, and I giggled. Wow, how stupid was that. I never giggle. Ever.
"Of course. Their vocals sucked, but they're way cute. Nice bodies, gorgeous faces. They were like angels." Ryan said, and I gagged. Gross!
"I really, really, really didn't need to know that." I told him, then pretended to puke onto the floor, and onto Colle. He laughed and reached a hand out, covering my mouth, a huge smile on his face. I was now laughing hysterically, my legs still in Garett's lap, my body now resting on Colle.
"Dude, it wasn't that funny." Garett said, but I continued to laugh. Ryan was tickling my feet now, making me go into hysterics. Stupid gay boy, knowing where all my ticklish spots were. I really wish he didn't.
"Ry…Ryan…Ryan stop…it!" I managed to get out, but he kept tickling. I was gasping for breath, tears of mirth streaming down my face.
"Seriously dude, let go of my girlfriend." Colle said protectively, tugging on my arms. I slipped from Ryan's grasp and went sprawling onto the floor, Colle trapped underneath me. It was very uncomfortable, seeing as he had his knee digging into my back and an arm still wrapped around my stomach, pulling slightly. I fought to right myself, but Garett and Ryan were having none of that, and they pounced on the two of us.
After a few minutes of this fake wrestling, we were all tangled up so badly, we couldn't tell whose arms were whose. Somebody's knee (elbow, head?) poked into my side, and I giggled again.
"What the- I can't even leave for a day without something happening here." A voice said, and we all looked up (well, those who could) to see Abe standing there, looking like an ill-tempered babysitter.
"Hey, you're home!" I said happily, fighting to get out of the mess I was in. It was pretty easy though, but I had to almost bend myself in half at one point. Good thing I was pretty darn flexible.
"Yes I'm home, and why are you here?" Abe asked, pulling me in for a hug. I hugged him back, smiling when I felt the hard cover of a book pres against my back. Of course, Abe never went anywhere without something to read.
"Um, Colle's home and he picked me up after school." I told him. Abe glanced at the clock that was hanging on the wall and sighed heavily.
"That was 5 hour ago. I bet he didn't even feed you." He said. I was about to disagree when my stomach rumbled, telling the whole room the truth. I blushed and looked down at the carpet, muttering under my breath. Traitor body.
"I'm so sorry Abrie! I forgot you never ate lunch, you must be starving!" Colle's muffled voice said from under Ryan's torso. There was some shuffling, sighs, and curses, but finally Colle was free of the entanglement, hair rumpled, one hand pressed against his chest.
"No, I'm fine. But you, on the other hand, you're in trouble. You shouldn't have joined in when you're injured." I told him disapprovingly. He shook his head and rolled his eyes at me, but I continued to glare at him until he bowed his head.
"Sorry Abrie, but we were having fun." He said. Garett snickered, so I turned my deathly gaze on him, my lips curling just a little bit. It worked, as he and Ryan both seemed to shrink against the floor, not meeting my eyes.
"Okay, whatever." I said, and wrapped an arm carefully around Colle. It was still absolutely dark, but now I was used to it, so I could see everyone in the room, just not very well.
"I'll order a pizza." Abe said from behind me, leaving to walk into the kitchen.
"Slumber party, anyone?" I asked, returning my good humor. Colle looked at me disbelievingly, and I winked at him. He winked back, and I grabbed the nearest pillow, throwing it at Ryan. It hit him on the side of the head, right where I was aiming.
And so the war continued.