Twinfestation

'You....what?' I sent the text even though I knew I'd read it right, no matter how he worded it.

'I didnt relly set him up, oly gave them each others #s. R u mad?'

"God Hayden." Setting my head back on the headrest I sighed. I could just see the sorry, worried, expression on his face, scared that he'd done something wrong. Which, in all actuality, he didn't. He just got exited for Silvester, like I did, and was helping to introduce him to the world of....gaydom.

I was just worried about who would fully introduce him to it. Ash I could accept because I knew he'd always treat Silvester well. But a random guy worried me. A lot. Yeah Silver was book smart, but at the same time he was painfully clueless, oblivious, and naive, a extremely easy target. He couldn't even tell when someone loved him when he was told so bluntly, how would he be able to tell when there's danger or when somethings gone wrong?

Even more, I don't think I can conjure up enough hate to have towards this guy. I hate Ash for just loving Silvester, being so close to him. I don't know if I had enough in me to dislike the one who actually got Silver, and I just couldn't imagine actually liking him.

Maybe my jealously could fill in for the hate, but I don't think it'd be the same. And I was plenty jealous. Ever since Silver told me he was gay, though it was only a few days ago, it's been hell on me. Knowing I was just that much closer to having him but having no idea how to get to him, and knowing what a slim chance I actually had put me in a unusually sad mood at night. I didn't want to be one of those people who didn't sleep because they were consumed with the thought of how much easier it would be if someone was next to them, but I had a feeling I was going to end up that way.

Plus, I don't think I could stand looking at all of the unconscious seductive things he dose anymore. Like his moans when he eats or the way he insists on looking up through his eyelashes instead of lifting up his head. The over sized clothes that hang off of him and the odd way he likes to dip bananas in milk and eat them slowly. God, it's killing me.

'No. Who is it?'

'David frm 4 pd.'

That I didn't know how to respond to. David had moved here with his mom when this year started and didn't speak too much, the only reason I knew what I did was from his younger, much more talkative, sister. I didn't know what kind of guy he was since he kept to himself. You couldn't just assume he was like that all the time, Silver kept to himself at school too but he was really cute and happily nice outside of school.

I have to go im driving. My excuse was only partially meant to get me out of talking about it and therefore thinking about. But I really was driving and not too fond of the idea of dieing, no matter how much I currently wanted to.

'Im coming over l8r. Bye.'

Sighing, I started my car and got out of the college parking lot. I really wasn't in the mood to see anyone. All I wanted to do was go home, grab Silver, and tell him he wasn't allowed to date anyone, that he could only spend time with me. But I didn't text Hayden back since that would only worry him and overflow my phone and e-mail.

My shoes made a thunk as they hit the living room floor, one at a time. It was almost quiet except for the faint voices coming out of Silver's room. Expecting it to be music or Silver talking to Cali again, I was surprised to find Alan sitting on the bed across from him, looking at some manga that he'd most likely gotten off of the bookshelf in the living room.

"I don't get it." Alan said as he looked up with furrowed eyes. "So he turned into a girl after drinking black coffee and then everyone loved her- I mean, him? Just because he had a vagina?"

Silver looked over at him with a confused, alarmed look on his face. "What are you reading? It thought you picked out Darker Than Black?"

He shrugged. "What would you do if you were born a woman?"

"Would my brother become a woman as well?" he asked after a bit of thinking.

"Sure, why not? But what would you do?"

"Play with my boobs." I walked into the room and sat on the floor, facing them on the bed. "They're all bouncy, like extremely convenient air bags."

"Like giant ball sacks."

"Alan!" Silvester yelled as his face turned the slightest shade of pink, "My mom's home!"

"Like a mile away. She didn't hear me."

"Yeah, but still...."

"Silvester has a date."

"Alan!" Silver looked between the both of us with a silent look of terror on his face. "......I , uh, um, Hayden, uh, David and I were texting and-"

I put my hand up to quiet him and nodded slowly. "Yeah, I got it. Hayden told me earlier."

"So.... you aren't...mad?"

"Mad? Why would I be mad?" Why does everyone seem to think I'd get mad with Silver dating? I guess Yu was right and people expected this to be one perfectly cliche family, where I was overprotective. Which of course I was, but not for the reasons they supposedly expected me to be.

"Well, I said that I'd check with you before making a date, and then I kind of just....did it." Eyes down, Silver looked like a little kid admitting his faults to his father, hoping that the punishment would be easy on him.

"Don't worry about it." I tried to reassure him without touching him since Alan was there. "I was just being over protective anyway, it doesn't matter."

"Wait," Alan started. "so a Death Notes kills Shinugami?"

"Seriously Alan!?" Silver yelled as a knock sounded on the door. "What the fuck are you reading?'

Running to the door, I wondered about how Silver was acting towards Alan. He was so loos, almost like he'd become his best friend, better that Ash, and in only a few days. It took awhile for him to warm up to anyone like that, why was it so easy for him to warm up to this skinny brown haired twink? But I guess I shouldn't over think it, I'll just drive myself into some sort of assumption based, hypothetical helped, depression.

Not even a second after I opened the door, Hayden threw his hands around my neck and held on tight, his cheek resting on my shoulder. "I'm sorry."

"About what?" I asked as I hugged him back and patted his back.

"About David. I didn't ask you and you're mad."

"Hayden, I'm not mad." I'm pissed

"Yes you are."

"I'm not, really."

"Then why aren't you trying to reassure me that I didn't do anything wrong?"

I hesitated knowing he had me pined. Though I was surprised that he payed enough attention to me to know that I would try to reassure him I wasn't mad, my anger pushed that surprise to the side. What made him think he could just hand the one I love over to some quiet, unknown, loner without so much as telling me before hand? What made him think he could make it all that much harder for me to get to Silvester? For all I know Silver could find someone better than me in this David kid and not need me in even the brotherly way. Someone else could replace me so Silver had no reason to even talk to me.

The reason I was never worried about this when he wouldn't admit he was gay, was because I'd known he had been influenced to think that he couldn't rely on the girl he was dating. Since he never really dated until high school, it was after Melissa had left him hollow. I guess he thought it was because he'd admitted a weakness and no girl, whether you be dating or just friends, liked that from a guy. He wasn't willing to open up to a female, that wasn't Johna, and that may be part of the reason he finally admitted he was gay.

"I'm sorry." Hayden said again in a softer, more sad tone of voice. Distant, almost like he wasn't thinking about what he was saying. "I promise, Dan is really nice, you'll like him."

I sighed and detached myself from him, leading him up the stairs and trying to pretend I already forgot his slip of tongue. I had to start packing, he could help me since he didn't procrastinate with stuff like this. Besides, Silver was busy and he usually sat in there with me, telling me what to pack. Hayden could try to stand in for a little while.

Picking up the basket of clean clothes that sat on my floor for a few days, I dumped them on my bed and Hayden started to shuffle through them for possible packing items. I went through my closet to pull out a bag then sifted through my draws to find other clothes and boxers.

"Are these the pants that fit" I thought out loud. "or the ones that Silver says are too tight....."

"Those," Hayden walked across the room and grabbed them from me, holding them up and begging to fold. "are the ones that make your ass look amazing. Definitely bringing them."

"Hayden, we're going on a service learning trip that is really meant to scare us off of drugs, sex, and alcohol. I don't think it matters what my ass looks like."

"Neon briefs!" He yelled, either already forgetting , ignoring, or not hearing what I said and holding up a pair of shockingly bright, red, too-small briefs. "When did you get these!? How come you haven't worn them when we were screwing!? You're keeping all the sexy things from me, aren't you?"

Snatching them away, I pushed his head playfully to the left. "They're Silver's, pervert. He dose our laundry at the same time." Narrowing my eyes, I added playfully. "You're not having dirty fantasies about my brother, are you?"

"You're brother? Never, he's family! Other people......" He joked.

Faking a laugh, I realized I probably shouldn't have made the joke if I didn't want my feelings pounded on. I guess it took awhile to get used to the idea of that the person you're dating is cheating on you. Most people probably confront them of course, so they didn't have this problem. But I did deserve it, didn't I?

"Hey, Salem." Hayden voice piped up, saying he had a idea. "If I don't make perverted comments in front of anyone this weekends, can I have one of your shirts?"

"It's eighty sized too big for you, it'd fall right off."

Getting that smile on his face, he licked his lips and said "A lot of things are too big for me, that's never stopped me before."

"Woah." The voice came from the open door where Alan had suddenly appeared. "Silvester's making some potato and meat thing. I'll just tell him you're not hungry."

"Not hungry?" Hayden smiled. "I could always go for some meat."

"Oh god." I wiped my hand over my face, trying to keep the smile off of it. "I'm sorry Alan, he's a sex maniac."

For a second, Alan sized him up then turned to me and asked "Can I have him? Just a little bit."

"Go ahead." I waved them off as I headed down the hall. "Take as much as you want."

He'll gladly hand it over.