113Burning Down
Written by: Effay
Date: Friday 24th April, 2009
Summary:
Sequel to 'Stuck Between Pressed Pages of a Scrapbook'. Garen and Cadyn Hancroft are best friends, twin brothers and now...well, what are they exactly? Picking up where they left off, they have to deal with devil incarnate ex-girlfriends, a messy tangle of emotions and, of course, trying not to get caught. But how do you move forward in a forbidden relationship if you have to keep looking back all the time? Talk about your average drama.
Chapter One: Hot chocolate is...hot!
Cadyn
"What?" I mumbled sleepily, inching away from Garen and trying to cling onto the last dregs of sleep, relying on them to try to pull me back down into a state of blissful unconsciousness.
"Wake up, Cadyn!" he whined, curling his body around me. Reaching behind, I lazily batted my hand at him in a show of telling him to go away before yawning and returning it to its place beneath my pillow. A few moments later, I felt Garen's breath dancing over my neck, up to my ear as he placed delicate little kisses all over my skin. It made me shiver yet annoyed at the same time and I kicked my leg out at him.
"Owww..." he said before continuing, much to my discomfort.
"Garen...stop it..." I trailed off, already giving up the last of my sleep now that I knew he wasn't going to leave me alone.
"But –"
"Someone could come in." I finally turned to face him, rubbing my eyes to get rid of any leftover sleep. I stretched as I blinked blearily at him, meeting his stormy gray eyes looking down imploringly at me.
It's been about three weeks or so and everytime I wake up in the morning to see him hovering over me or knocked out next to me, gentle snores fluttering from his lips, I can't help the huge grin coming over my face as an overwhelming sense of happiness fills me up inside. I've stopped pinching myself to see if this was yet another dream which I'd wake up from with a rather empty heart and have instead, moved on to a new worry: getting caught. It's that worry which prevents a lot of things from happening, things that would happen much faster if I was anyone but Cadyn Hancroft, a boy having an affair with his twin brother who also happens to be known throughout our school as the notorious womanizer. Though I guess he isn't one anymore. At least I hope he isn't despite the fact no one knows this, although they may have noticed Garen's change in behaviour and attitude towards girls.
Garen stares at me before quickly swooping down and stealing a kiss, breaking away with a satisfied smirk on his face, the action so quick I barely had time to protest. Instead I just glared at him. He continued smirking at me before dropping it and rolling his eyes, sighing and blowing his fringe up then dropping his head onto my chest. I have no doubt he can hear my heart speeding up.
"Yeah, I know." He said and I bit my lip. I really didn't want to be a killjoy so I sat up, Garen lifting his head off of my chest in curiosity. I then leaned forward, placing my lips over his in a simple kiss before breaking it and opening my eyes to see his surprised gray ones. I can count on one hand the number of times I've been the one to initiate kisses and still have fingers left over.
"You have morning breath." A grin came over his face as he got over the fact that I'd actually initiated a kiss before angling his head to me, ready to kiss me again until a thump in the hallway followed by the door flying open had him on the ground and me pulling the covers up with a growing red face, suddenly feeling like one of those kids who gets caught just after they've just had sex. Well...in this context I guess you wouldn't be wrong...apart from the sex part. We didn't. Have sex, that is. That's just...it's too early. Plus, neither of us is naked and the room still smells like...well, like me I guess.
"Um..." Casey's gaze darts between the two of us, her eyebrows raised; "you do realize you are both sixteen and are pretty much the only people who still wrestle?" she rolled her eyes at us, placing a hand on her hip, "Never mind, just come down for breakfast." With that, she shuts the door and I don't breathe until I hear the steps creaking, signalling her descent downstairs.
"See?!" I snap my head to Garen, hissing at him in my 'I told you so' voice. His eyes just widen as he begins to protest.
"Wait a second, why are you blaming me?! You started kissing me! And I ended up on the floor too!" he pouts and I just roll my eyes before kicking back the covers and getting up.
"We could have gotten caught!" Garen stands up, hand rubbing at his...uh, butt. I resisted the urge to look at my own brother feeling himself up as he glared at me.
"But it's your fault!"
"I didn't ask you to kiss me back!" I pointed out. He continued to glare at me before sighing exasperatedly and the next thing I know, I'm in his arms, pressed up against his very bare, toned chest, his lips preventing any form of communication as they moved over mine, tongue swiping my bottom lip and making me melt. I was glad he was holding me up otherwise I'm pretty sure I would have fainted – as girly as that sounds. Breaking away, I look up at him from beneath my lashes, licking my lips. Sexy, is the word that blazes like neon in my mind as I look at him; his hair looking like it was perfectly styled with care rather than having been styled by a night of sleep. I suddenly felt the urge to kiss him again but resisted, in case Casey came back or worse, mom or dad. With that thought in mind, I have to practically exert all my energy into stepping away from him. He pouts again and I just flick him on the forehead with a smirk.
"Shotgun, I call bathroom first!" I yell in his face and I see his eyes narrow just before I turn to run out and claim the bathroom, cackling widely as I dance across and avoid Garen's wandering hands trying to pull me back. Quickly darting in and locking it firmly behind me, I lean against the back of the door to exhale heavily before dropping my head back against the wood with a thump as worry assaults me.
Three weeks and we haven't even made-out or anything. That, to a previous womanizer, is almost like forced celibacy or something. I want to do it, want to move everything further, go a bit faster but at the same time, I don't want it to go so fast that I wouldn't be able to remember all the little things that made it all the more different. I want to cherish it but not to the point where after a while it ends up being...stale. God, I'm not even making sense.
Pushing myself off the door, I meander over to the sink and squirt toothpaste on my toothbrush before sticking it in my mouth. How do you move further in a relationship like this anyway?
"Oh my god, hi Cadyn!" a rainbow blur shoots past me and jumps on Garen, hands winding around his neck and legs wrapping around his waist as he gives him a gigantic hug which leaves me standing awkwardly to the side, scuffing the toe of my right shoe as I rub my neck and look away, uncomfortably embarrassed and a little annoyed...and maybe a little jealous because who the hell even jumps people like that? In fact, who even pretends that they're their own twin anyway these days? I thought that whole fad was over when those celebrity girl twins stopped embracing animals and started pulling on their fur instead.
"Um...D-Derek...um, dude?" Garen looked really nervous as Derek continued to cling onto him, a huge grin on his face. Judging by Garen's gasp, it looked like all he did was tighten his hold. I rolled my eyes. We are going to traumatize this guy. I stepped forward, tapped him on the shoulder and watched expressions of annoyance, curiosity, recognition and eventually shock fly across his face in a matter of seconds.
"Holy shit!" he yelled as he leapt off of Garen, attracting a few curious eyes from shoppers in the mall, "You...b-but...uh...you're, you're, y-you're...h-huh?" I could just see his brain going into overload from the realization that he'd just been...well...gypped, I guess.
"Look, I'm really sorry man. I'm not Cadyn; I'm his twin brother Garen. That's Cadyn." Garen gestured to me, now the awkward one as he shifted his feet, left to right and back.
"Oh." Derek said as he slowly lowered himself down onto a nearby chair, staring at some spot on the floor before looking up at us and squinting, "You know; I had a feeling that you weren't really Cadyn...'cause that is one hell of a change if you dyed your hair and got that many piercings in a short span of time. Plus, you two talk differently." I sat down opposite him, Garen sitting down next to me way too close and as much as it sent tingles through me and made my heart beat faster, I shifted away from him.
"Well, I did get two piercings but I don't wear them anymore." I informed him. I had long since given up on the lip ring and decided it really just didn't go with me; it wasn't my kind of thing. But I lied about the navel one; I kept it because I actually kind of liked that one – as gay as it may be. I'm still wearing it but no one really needs to know that.
"Ah." Derek still looked to be in shock and I saw Garen squirm before blurting out if he wanted something.
"It's on us, really." At this point, I gave him a pointed look and he sighed heavily, "Fine, it's on me. Cadyn didn't really know that I'd...you know." He shifted again.
"Yeah, I kind of gathered that." Derek nodded slowly before running a hand through his hair, silence descending on us though I could see Derek still freaking out on the inside, "Why did you do it anyway?" confusion was apparent in his blue eyes and I smirked as I sat back, ready to hear Garen's answer.
"Why did...well...uh...I just...uh...just hot chocolate for me? Okay, bye!" Garen got up, hurriedly making his way to the counter though not quick enough to hide the flush apparent on his cheeks, making me burst out into laughter.
"Look, I'm really sorry about this, I don't know what he was thinking. I mean, I guess I am to blame a little but...he means well, really. He's just a little overprotective sometimes." I smile at the memory of this morning, despite nearly getting caught.
"Oh." Derek bit his lip before looking up at me through the fringe of his sandy blonde hair, "Can I ask you something?" he glanced back, my eyes following his gaze to Garen who was waiting impatiently in the queue, foot tapping on the floor though why he'd be so impatient when he so obviously left the conversation in a hurry is anyone's guess.
"Sure?"
"Were you going to call me back?" I bit my lip. To answer or not to answer? To tell the truth or to lie?
"Yeah." I finally managed, a little disturbed by the small grin on appearing on Derek's face.
"How come you didn't?"
"I lost the paper." It's true; I did lose it...kind of.
"Oh." We descended into silence again and I started to fidget, feeling very awkward as I glanced around the café at the various people – businessman typing away at the corner on his laptop, boy with brown hair texting someone with a huge smile on his face, two middle-aged women chatting and laughing, very blue eyes staring at me...okay, now I'm getting unnerved.
"Yes?" I asked hesitantly, a smile appearing on Derek's face.
"You're even cuter than when I first saw you." He grinned at me and I felt heat flowing to my face, resisting the urge to squeak out a rude 'what?!' Instead I settled for clearing my throat and a small mutter of thanks as I averted my gaze. Where is Garen? Screw long lines! "And I think you still would've looked cute with a lip ring too." He smiled this thousand-watt smile at me and I swear; I could feel myself breaking out in a sweat. How attractive. Derek looked down at the watch on his wrist before standing up.
"Shoot, I'm sorry, I have to go." He shot me an apologetic smile and it took my all before I managed to give him one as near to unfazed as I could.
"You're going?" Garen suddenly piped up and I felt like taking my shoe off and tossing it at his head for leaving me.
"Yeah, I have a job to go to." He shrugged before looking at me and winking as Garen set his cup of hot chocolate down on the coffee table.
"Okay...well...hey! How about one time you come out and hang out with all of us? Like, Cadyn, me...a couple of our other friends. I feel bad for gypping you like that." Garen said, his tone friendly and I felt like banging my head on the wall beside me because why is it that whenever anyone else comes close to me, he's like a snapping dog and when the only guy who's actually...complimenting me...suddenly pops up then he chooses to be the friendly one?
"That'd be cool. Give me a ring sometime, then." He smiled before disappearing in a rainbow poof. Garen sat down in the recently vacated seat opposite me, taking a sip of his hot chocolate before sputtering and sticking his tongue out to fan it, suddenly noticing my glare.
"Wha?" he asked and I just shook my head, turning to glance out the window where I saw a couple holding hands and cuddling, until the guy extricated himself from his girlfriend's embrace – an understanding of which I later received as another girl bounded up to him, all smiles. I watched them chatting for a bit until the guy went off with the newcomer, leaving the other girl behind. I continued to watch her with interest until she turned around, gaze connecting with mine and making me shiver at her glare. Then, she stalked off and it was Garen's coughing that brought me out of my reverie.
"Hot." He announced and I rolled my eyes but couldn't help the smile weaving onto my face. I love him; I do, I do, I do.
ack, tell me what you think? good? promising? absolute rubbish? i'm sorry if it is - my sister and her friend are outside and they keep screaming their heads off and singing really badly and it's given me a headache D:
the idea isn't to make you start disliking derek because he will not turn out like kelsey - you just have to be patient and see.
reviews are always appreciated and like i said before in sbppoas (and this goes for every other story i'm writing too): there are no updates if you can't be bothered to review. mean and greedy as it is, it makes me sad. but i don't really have to remind you, you all know me anyway :3
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xo, effay.