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“While you live under this roof, we don’t have to accept anything we don’t want to,” Dad thunders. “You will stop seeing those men immediately.” Janine and I exchange a glance.
“What?” my twin gasps.
Harry’s brow darkens.
“You heard me. I pay the bills here. I put a roof over your heads, and food on the table. I buy you everything you need, so while you live here, I call the shots. And you will stop this sordid relationship with the boys next door. They’re not even boys! They’re predators,” he spits with disgust. “I’m going to report them to the police.”
Janine and I share a look.
“No, Dad,” I sigh. “You won’t report them because there’s no crime. Janine and I are eighteen, so we’re legal. Besides, we’re going to keep seeing Jason and Tucker.”
“What?” my mom gasps. “Why?”
Meanwhile, my dad continues like I haven’t said a thing.
“Text them and tell them it’s over,” he grinds out, his voice hardening. “Now.”
My sister and I share a look, knowing what has to be done.
“Mom, Dad, I hate to say this,” my sister says in a slow tone. “I respect you, and I know how much you love for us. But we can’t live according to your rules. Werefuseto. So from this moment on, Emily and I don’t live here anymore.”
I burst into tears, knowing there’s no other choice before us, but it breaks my heart to leave my childhood home. Janine puts one arm around my shoulders as I sob, and uses the other hand to fish her house keys out of her jeans pocket. Our parents stare at us, surprised, as Janine drops her keys onto the countertop with a clatter. Then she turns away from them, steering me towards the front door.
“Girls, where are you going?” my mother pleads. “Come back!”
“If you leave, you’re not welcome here anymore!” my father rages. “You’re dead to me if you leave this house, do you understand?”
But Janine merely shakes her head, still steering me by the shoulders. Then, she opens the front door, and we step out into the sunshine. I turn to my sister to say something, but stop because there are tears streaming down her face. My beautiful, courageous twin is crying, and it breaks my heart.
12
Jason
Istep out of the shower and grab a towel, but before I have a chance to start drying myself, there’s a frantic knocking at the door. I glance at my watch, lying on the side table by the sink. It’s not even 5 p.m. yet. Who’s banging our door down in the late afternoon like this?
I’m not even supposed to be home right now. I left work early for a quick workout at the gym because I’m planning on seeing Emily tonight, and god knows, I won’t have the energy for a work-out afterwards. She’s insatiable, that one, and she wears me out. Then again, maybe it’s the difference in our ages. Emily’s young and horny, and likes it deep in her pussy all the time. I like it too, but still, she’s utterly insatiable. Then again, a cock-hungry younger girlfriend is the best. That’s my Emily.
The frantic knocking increases, and I sigh. Then, I jerk the water off, and wrap a towel around my waist, before stepping out of the stall and into the hallway. I’m dripping water everywhere and curse inwardly at the thought of having to mop up the mess later. Annoyed, I wrench the door open. But my annoyance disappears immediately when I see Emily on my doorstep, crying. Janine’s arm is around her and she’s in tears, too.
“Can we come in?” Janine asks. It’s clear Emily is unable to speak through her sobbing.
“Of course,” I growl, immediately stepping back to let the girls into the house.
“Who did this?” I demand, my eyes flashing. “What’s happening?” My urge to protect Emily has only grown since we started seeing each other. The thought that someone reduced her to tears like this, without me there to step in, sends a ripple of anger through my frame. Fuck, I’m practically bristling with rage.
“It’s not like that,” Emily sniffles, wiping her eyes.
“Then what happened?” I demand.
“Our parents found out about us,” she replies. “That’s what.”
“Oh, shit,” I sigh, knowing this must be hard for her. “Sit down, sweetheart,” I add gently, gesturing to the couch. The girls take a seat as I head into the kitchen. “Do you want some coffee or something?” I ask, opening a cabinet. “It’s late in the afternoon, but a hot drink could help.”
“No thanks, but do you have any hot chocolate?” Emily replies, sniffling. I can’t help but smile as I reach into the back of the cupboard where a long-forgotten box of cocoa sits, gathering dust. Tucker and I don’t drink this shit. I think it’s left over from some ex-girlfriend, but I don’t really remember. I check the date on the box, and see that it’s fine.
“Sure,” I say, setting about making the hot chocolate. “Coming right up.”
“Is Tucker here?” Janine asks in a small voice uncharacteristic to her.
