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After finishing off the ride on the stallion and heading back inside, each girl took a shower… separately (knowing they wouldn't get any actual cleaning done otherwise). Emily waited in her room for the blond to finish up. She brushed through her wet red mane until each strand was thoroughly straight. A smile tipped her lips as she let her mind wander to the girl still washing her naked body in the shower. She was tempted to join Naomi, but that thought was halted when she heard a car pulling up on the gravel driveway. The redhead's body froze for a moment before she pushed herself up from the bed and put some proper clothes on. She guessed that welcoming her mother home in her bra and knickers wasn't all that appropriate, even if the blond wasn't there.

She swallowed harshly as she moved to open the front door. Brown eyes watched as the rest of her family walked up solemnly. Her mum was walking between her twin and father while James trailed along behind them, looking utterly bored. None of them said a word to her as they entered and started removing their jackets, bags, and anything else they were carrying.

Emily watched as her mother's eyes flicked down the hall as she heard the shower being turned off. "I hope you haven't been defiling my house while I was gone," Jenna snapped at the younger twin.

She paused for a moment, holding her rude comment back before smiling sweetly at her mother, "Of course not. Naomi just needed a shower, and so did I. No harm in a shower, is there?"

Intense eyes glared right into chocolate browns before they blinked and found somewhere else to look. They happened to look down the hallway just as a blond girl stepped out wearing only a small white towel around her body.

"Emily, I need…." Naomi's voice caught in her throat as she turned her crystalline blue orbs to see the entire Fitch family looking right at her. She stood there looking from one person to the next seeing emotions ranging from disgust to hatred and even lust. The blond shivered as she saw the youngest Fitch looking up and down her barely covered body.

"Whatever you need, I've got!" James said before getting smacked on the back of the head by his father.

The rebel didn't know exactly what to say, or what to do. She looked to the younger twin for guidance, but she looked just as clueless. Naomi was letting loose a slew of curse words in her mind and she was sure she had the 'deer caught in the headlights' kind of look going on.

Jenna looked like she was about to pounce on the blond girl. She had that glint in her eye that told Emily that she was about to go off. Mama Fitch's gaze moved down to the younger twin's before she whispered (quite loudly), "I think your little friend should get going now. We need some Fitch family time."

Brown eyes rolled as Emily looked at her mother before walking down the hall to usher the blue eyed beauty into her room to get changed. "I'm sorry about that," the redhead said softly.

Naomi chose her words carefully, not wanting to offend the girl but wanting to also get her point across. She never had been very good at being tactful, and now was as good a time as any to work on that. "Don't be sorry, Ems, I understand. Your mum wants me gone, and everyone just listens to her like mindless drones." The blond bit down on her tongue. She hadn't meant for that last part to come out… so much for tact. Hesitantly she looked to the shorter girl before turning her back to get dressed to leave.

Emily could have been hurt by that comment, but she wasn't. In fact, she was holding back a fit of giggles that were brewing right below the surface. "I hope you don't consider me a mindless drone as well." A small laugh slipped from between her lips even after she covered her mouth with one of her hands.

"No, not you… but the others are. I mean, shit, they just fucking stand there and do whatever she says. Is everyone scared of her or something?" Naomi pulled on her shirt and buttoned her pants before turning around to face the shorter girl.

"I'm not sure if they're scared of her, per se, but they definitely don't want to get one of her famous scoldings!" Emily's lips were smiling at her now fully clothed lover. She took a couple steps forward and slipped her arms around the blond girl's waist. Her red head of hair leaned softly against Naomi's upper chest and after a moment she felt herself being encompassed by the taller girl's arms. "I don't want you to go," the younger twin admitted.

Naomi's lips brushed against the scarlet locks and she took in a deep breath of her fruity smelling wet hair, trying to memorize it. "I don't want to go, Ems," she replied softly. "We'll see each other soon though. If you get sick of Fitch family time, you can always come over to mine. I'm sure my mum would love to see you again, she does fucking love you, after all." Naomi placed a soft kiss to Emily's temple before pulling away reluctantly.

The equestrian specialist tried to hold on as tight as she dared before feeling herself being pushed away. Sad coffee coloured orbs looked up into the azure pools moments before the blond turned to walk away. Naomi had gotten almost to the door when she whispered, "I'll miss you."

The rebel stopped in her tracks with her hand pausing in mid-air as she was reaching out for the door handle. She stood there for a moment contemplating whether she should really go or not. Naomi turned around; her eyes looked like blue fire. It took her only a few steps to cross the room. Her taller body pushed the redhead's form against the back wall as she pressed her lips passionately against Emily's. "I can't…" she breathed into the twin's mouth before pulling away.

She felt the sting of desire ebbing its way through her body, and it continued stronger after the blond stepped back. Her eyes locked on with Naomi's own for but a moment before the girl walked out, leaving the red head standing with her back still against the wall. "Fuck…" she whispered to the empty room.

Fifteen minutes after the blond left the house, Emily finally came out of her room to face her family. She closed the door to her room as she exited to find her family all sitting in their small living room. Katie immediately looked up and glared at her, showing her distaste with one single look. "Fuck off," she heard herself saying to her twin before she had even thought about it.

"Watch your mouth, Emily." Jenna said angrily. One set of brown eyes rolled while the other looked smug. After a few moments Mama Fitch spoke again, "That girl is bad for you. I don't want you seeing her anymore."

"What!?" Emily all but shouted at her mum.

"You heard me, and she's not allowed in this house again, do you understand me?" The younger twin could feel her blood boiling over the top. All the stress that had been released from riding (as well as other activities) was now filling her once more. When she didn't answer, Jenna's voice rang out again, "I said, do you understand me?"

"I'm going out." Emily stated flatly.

"No, you're not. We're going to have dinner as a family."

Coffee coloured eyes burned into those of her mother as she got to her feet to face the younger twin. Emily's hands moved up to go through her still damp red locks, "We aren't a fucking family! Who are you kidding, mum?!"

"Don't speak to me like that! You're a disgrace to this family."

Rob came into the room from the kitchen and looked from his youngest daughter to his wife. "What's going on?"

"Your daughter is refusing to stay home for dinner." Emily always found it funny that she was HIS daughter when she was being 'bad'.

Father Fitch shrugged his shoulders as he looked to Emily, "Well have a nice time, love." He turned around to head back into the kitchen.

"Rob!" Jenna exclaimed.

Emily took advantage of the slight distraction to grab her pull-over and keys and was out the door before her mother could even recover. "Thank fuck," Emily said to herself as she jogged to the truck… of course she had accidentally grabbed her father's keys instead of her own, but she knew her dad wouldn't mind. He had, after all, given her permission to leave, even if it was against her mum's wishes.

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