TWINSANITY

Chapter 12: Intruder

KALISIA

I ran into my room, slammed the door behind me, skipped over to my bed, and collapsed on top of it. I can't believe that worked. That would have never worked for mom. Maybe living here won't be so bad.

I sat up, remembering how much work I have to catch up on. If I was going to stay on his good side, I needed to make sure to stay up on my classes. It was kind of cool being in school. An actual classroom to sit down in and listen to a teacher. Back when I was homeschooled, I sat in an empty room with one desk facing the wall and worked on packets and workbooks.

“I have SO much homework to do, but no motivation.” I stood up to walk over to my workbooks and I laid them across my bed. I stared for a moment before collapsing onto my back across my bed again.

“I have to study for this quiz tomorrow.” Nope, I couldn't relax and daydream about Devon, I needed to study.

I was so into studying that I had lost track of time, and it was already dark outside. I heard dad's footsteps coming to my bedroom door and then a soft knock.

“I'm going to get some sleep, goodnight Kalisia.”

“Night dad!” I yelled back.

I guess I should call it a night as well. I was getting rather tired. I got up to walk over to my closet and started to shuffle through my pajamas. Did I want to wear something lace and sexy or something soft and warm? I decided to go for a bit of both. I dropped my robe to the floor, grabbed the softest pajama pants I could, put them on and then grabbed the lace top and slid it on up over my head. Mom use to make me wear a bra when I slept. She'd always say ‘what if the house caught on fire?’ or ‘What if someone broke in? At any moment someone could be in our house, and we wouldn't want to be naked now would we?’

Now, I could do and wear whatever I wanted without that paranoia being hung over me. I turned around to flick the light switch off, and I was frozen in place. Standing in front of me, right now, in my ROOM, as I stood there cold and half naked, was Devon Lochlan!

DAMION

Wow, she is way more beautiful up close than I could have imagined. When I went to the school to spy on Devon, I saw him with her. When I saw her get into the car with Mr. Cross I was confused. I'd never known Mr. Cross to have a daughter. I've known him for over 10 years, and never had I seen any pictures or videos in his house of any girls, women, or kids.

Actually, now that I think about it, he doesn't have any pictures on his walls or dressers of anything. He's a strange man, but I was shocked today to see him drive off with the same girl Devon was drooling over. I thought to myself, why not check her out.

I didn't have any plans when I came here. I know my way around this house, because it's where Mr. Cross always tutored me. I wasn't the brightest kid. Math was my weak subject. I hate math.

I know pretending I'm my brother is wrong, but we look identical, even though we are fraternal. My hair is just a little longer and shaggier than his, but it could be passed off as messy. He keeps his hair slicked back with gel, and I can't stand the stuff. I had to plaster foundation on my big birthmark behind my right ear though. That thing is huge (about 3" in diameter, but oval shaped) and obvious, it looks almost like a giant bruise with the purple and black colors in it.

“Devon, what are you doing in my room?!” Kalisia screeched.

I was frozen without a response, I wasn't expecting her voice to be as beautiful either. Like an angel. I see why he was drooling over her. She was thin, like he liked his girls, with a huge rack. Definitely a C or D cup. And the long smooth red hair. He's always loved the redheads. As I said that, my eyes trailed to her erect n*****s pushing through her very see-through silk top. I felt myself harden beneath my jeans. Oh no, I'd been in juvie for way too long. 2 years without seeing or being with any girls. Maybe that's why I felt this way.

I had to control myself before she noticed. I took deep breaths to contain my thoughts. Devon is cool, suave, and he's always been great with the ladies. Me, I'm more shy and quiet. He's been with dozens of girls, but I have only been with one love of my life, besides the small mistake when we were broken up. But I lost her.

After what he did to me, I can't let him be happy. I just can't. No matter how wonderful this girl might be. He ruined me, he ruined my life, and it was all a lie. I have to destroy him, and I have to destroy his relationship with her. I've decided I'm going to mess with her. I'm going to wait to see if this is the girl he truly might love, and then I'm going to rip them apart.

This will be fun.