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“Where’s your sister?” she asks, brushing the back of her hand across her red nose.
“Upstairs,” I say, swallowing hard.
She nods and then lifts the vodka bottle to her lips before taking a long swig. “You heard everything?”
I nod. “Not Pike though. She heard some stuff, but not everything.”
Mom looks at me, regret swimming in her red eyes. I watch as fresh tears roll down her cheeks.
“What did he mean?” I ask. My throat is thick with emotion and my heart is pounding in my ears.
“What?” Mom swipes the tears away and shoves a hand through her dark hair. “What are you talking about?”
“You know what I’m talking about, Mom.” Anger swells in my veins. Sometimes I can understand Dad’s anger towards her when she starts acting as if everyone around her is stupid.
But I try to calm myself down. She doesn’t need me getting mad at her too.
She rolls her eyes. “Please. Are you gonna cuss me out like your dad now? Go ahead, Rhys. I’m everyone’s punching bag these days.”
“Mom.” She’s trying to avoid the answer I want. I curl my hands into fists. “What he said doesn’t make sense. It just doesn’t make sense.”
“That you’re not his son?” she spits out coldly.
“Pike and I are twins. That can’t be true.”
“Fraternal is a thing, unfortunately.” She says the words so callously as the anger bubbles in my blood.
“What the hell are you talking about?” I ask her too loudly, forgetting that Pike is asleep upstairs.
“You,” she says, staggering as she tries to stand up. “You have a different father.”
Tears burn the back of my eyes. “You’re lying.”
“Am I?” She laughs sardonically. “Jesus, I’m your mother, Rhys. I did the tests. Even he knows that it’s true. I think he’s always known.”
I turn away from her and head back upstairs, but not before her final words reach me.
“Pack your bags, dear bastard son. You heard that too, right? We are not welcome to stay here anymore.” What about Pike? I knew deep down that my mother never cared for her as much as me, but I could never leave Pike. Living without her was an impossibility.
Anger slithers its way down my spine and I have to gather every bit of calm in me to not turn around and tell her something I’ll regret later. I rush back up into my room and climb back into bed, before wrapping my arms around Pike. She reaches up so that she can slide her hands around my neck and breathes softly into the hollow base of my throat.
Oh, God. I can’t lose her. I can’t.
Chapter 2: PIKE
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Tyler’s warm hands are on my midriff, slowly working their way up to the straps of my bra. I’m on my back on a bench in the hockey locker room and yeah, I agree it’s not the best of places to get intimate with someone.
Especially not right after a hockey training session with a sweaty hockey player. But he couldn’t wait to get back to his dorm room and I needed to find a way to block out all the shit from this entire week.
He really wants this and I can tell by the way he slightly presses himself into my body and his hard cock that is poking against my stomach.
His warm lips touch my neck and when I feel him breathing heavily into my ear, that’s the moment I put my hands on his broad shoulders and push back a little.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” He runs his tongue along my skin and I am immediately turned off.
My dad is one of the co-founders of the hockey team of St. Charles’ Academy, so I have access to a lot of things girls my age wish they did. Like going to a lot of games and having hot hockey players around twenty-four-seven.
