The Winters Brothers

Rykers POV The strong scent of my after shave followed me out of my bathroom as I strolled into my bedroom. Light tan walls, one wall made of glass the others decorated with black and white paintings of smog covered forest. My bed was at the center of the wall across from the dark oak door. Walking over to my closet I pulled out a black cotton shirt that clung to me like a second skin and a folded pair of gray nike sweats. I quickly threw them on and looked at myself in the mirror, pulling the cross out from under my neckline. I sighed as a knock came from my door. “Come in.” I say as I put on my white and black Jordan 1s, its too f*****g early to be talking to people right I should just lock my door. “Yo, you ready to go.” Titus said as he came into view. He was wearing a crimson red sweatshirt and black sweats and white converse. Titus and I had the same body build, which was a given seeing as how we were twins but had some different facial features. He had black curly hair that came down to his forehead and to where my curls were a dark brown. Titus had ocean blue eyes and a freckled face. As to where I had forest green eyes and light freckles scattered across my nose and cheeks. This is where our physical differences ended, everything else was almost equally the same. “Yeah. You think I should bring a sweatshirt?” I asked with my back to him as I faced my closet. “Well I mean they keep the school cold as s**t so unless you don’t get cold yeah I would take one.” Titus said with a smirk. Titus was sarcastic beyond belief. Sarcastic, smart-ass, athletic, pretty boy is what my brother was. If the school has ever had an “it” boy it was sure as hell him. Grabbing my olive green sweatshirt, I threw it on, grabbed my nearly empty backpack, keys, phone, and airpods. “Ok, get Luca. tell him to meet me in the car in 5 minuets or I’m leaving his ass to ride with you.” “Can’t I told Cassy I’d pick her up today.” Titus said as he followed me out of my room and down the hall. We had a very modern home, courtesy of my overachieving and perfectionist mom. “I thought you and Cassy called it quits after she found you with Sadie-or no was it Jessie. You really have a knack for girls whose names have an ‘eee’ sound to the end don’t you.” “Shut the f**k up I don’t see you getting any action.” “Yeah your damn f*****g straight. Unlike you I take running our ‘business’ very seriously. Cmon Ti I’d like to see you do some decision making other than ‘hey who am I going to f**k tonight’.” “Hey! You shut your-” “Titus you wake up your mother I dare you boy.” My dad's voice came from the other side of the counter in a sneer. My dad, the only person who could shut someone up in 0.1 seconds. He was tall like me and my brothers, standing tall as 6’4 as to where me and Titus were barely 6’3, Luca being 6’0 flat. Dad was built, more built than us, he wore a suit that clung to his muscles and he had dark brown straight hair that was cut short and a chistles beard that coated a strong and square jawline. His eyes were two colors, one was forest green and the other one a honey brown. He was a small straight nose that was above and mouth that was trying to hide a smirk. “Where’s Luca?” He asked briskly as he fixed himself a black coffee. “No clue but he’s about to be left behind if he doesn't get here in the next 3 minuets.” I say grabbing a green apple. “Good luck with that. I’m out. See you later for target practice dad.” Titus said as he walked out typing away on his phone. Once the garage door closed Luca came jogging down the stairs. “Did you really think I wouldn't show Ry.” Luca said with a taunting smirk. This kid thinks he's so funny doesn’t he. It almost suits him being the Joker, s**t, I means kid plays the part. He has a sick kind of humor. I almost have to hand it to him, whenever we need to get something out of someone just stick them in a room with him and you will never hear the truth come out faster. Behind that whole funny, goofy act is a little creature that is wicked to the core. You wouldn't guess it by looking at him though. He was wearing a loose white cotton shirt with black and beige pajama looking pants and white air forces. Luca had a lean muscular built body. He had dark brown floppy hair and freckles that covered him completely. His eyes were mismatched like my fathers but instead of green and brown he has blue and brown eyes. His nose was like my mothers small and button-like with almost full lips that sat on a sharp and boyish face. “Oh c'mon on don’t look at me like that Ry. You know, mom says that if you keep making that face you're going to get wrinkles, no girl wants a boy with wrinkles. Isn’t that right dad.” Annoying talented little turd. “Luca, I would start walking to the car before your brother leaves you.” My dad said from behind his phone. Luca frowned as he grabbed a red apple and made his way to the car. “Ryker, I need your last report in by tonight. Do not forget.” Eye-eye caption. “Get your feet off the dashboard” I threaten Luca as I step into my black bronco. “Such a buzzkill.” He whispers from behind his phone. And so the day begins. f*****g great. - - -