Gabe! Are you okay?” Gavin rushed to my side
“I’m fine, really. Its just a little bump.” I replied. My brother held me close to his body and placed his hand on my head.
“You need to be more careful, Gabriel. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“I’m ok.” I repeated again. I knew he cared, he was always there for me. He knew when I needed him and in vise versa. We’re the same person, just different bodies.
Laying in his arms, I savored the moments of his comfort. His black hair blended in with mine, our skin tone the same pale shade, and our eyes the same light grey/blue. He’s my friend, my twin, my other half. He’s the only one I can count on, I knew he would never leave me.
“We have class in a little, are you going to be ok?” he asked breaking my thoughts.
“Yeah, come on. Lets get out of here.” I said standing up, I looked at the mess on the floor. The top book shelf broke while I was reaching for it, causing all of the hardback novels to fall on me. “I’ll clean it up when we come back.”
“Okay” Gavin said as he handed me my American Literature book, and I handed him his. Our hands came together as we walked out of our room and headed towards class.
We walked together, our walk fell in step with each others. I gripped his hand tight as we walked past the gossiping students. He gave me a worried look and moved closer to me. I was never good in crowds, but with Gav by my side, I knew I could do anything.
I know people will always judge my brother and I but we’re all we have. People stare and gossip about us but in all honestly the girls love it. They swoon when they see us together. They call it “brotherly love” but everyone else just calls it twincest.
I hate it when people say that, its not like we’re hurting anything. No deformed babies come out of our equation so why does it matter?
“Gabe, are you sure you’re okay?” Gavin stood in front of me.
“Hmm?” I asked when I noticed I must of stopped walking.
“We can skip class, I know you have something on your mind. What’s the point in going if you’re not going to pay attention to anything?” he continued.
“We have to go, you know what mom and dad said last time we skipped.” I told him.
“Who cares what they have to say, ill go to class in your place. They wont know which one went and which one stayed so they wont be able to punish us.”
“Then they’ll just punish both of us, you know they’re fed up with us.”
He knew I was right, I could see it in his eyes. “Lets get to class.” I said taking his hand and leading the way.
We sat in class, our school had tables instead of desks, and Gavin sat rightful beside me. We had every class together, and always sat by each other.
Our parents, they founded this school. They have complete control over our classes and our teachers, we’re always together. Whether its sitting at the same table, class projects, or our dorm rooms. Together.
Gavin took my hand in his under the table. I let a softly smile come across my face and glanced at him. He smiled when my eyes met his and gripped my hand tighter. He whispered under his breath “I love you” causing me to blushed wildly.
“Michaels!” Mr. Brooks shouted at us. “May I remind you that we’re in class. Not you’re own dirty fantasies. You’re parents may own this school but I’m still here for a reason, to teach you unnerving children a thing or two about the arts of literature.”
I lowered my head and stared at my desk. Mr. Brooks always had it out for us, and no matter how hard we tried to switch classes our parents wouldn’t let us. The teacher is highly respected for his success rate and mom and dad only thinks that the best could be coming out of his classes.
Mr. Brooks turned his back on us and continued with his teachings. Gavin moved closer to me and wrapped his arm around my waist holding me tight against him.
“Don’t worry Gabriel” he whispered in my ear. “He’s just angry he doesn’t have someone as beautiful as you to call his own” he finished and lightly placed a kiss on my cheek. I blushed deeply and laid my head on his shoulder.
I looked around the class room, most of the girls were watching us with a look of adoration and lust. I closed my eyes and blocked out everyone around us.
“Gabriel. Tell me what’s going on. You’ve been down all day.” Gavin looked at me with worry in his eyes. I didn’t mean to be so upset, I knew my brother didn’t like is when I was sad, he’d do anything to make me smile.
We’re sitting out in court yard, the autumn air flowed around us.
“Do you want to go back to them room, we can watch some Disney movies if you want” he continued. I nodded my head and he led the way back to our dorm.
I took off my school uniform while Gavin put in the Lion King. I slipped on a pair of grey sweatpants and left off my shirt. My brother did the same and folded the blankets back on the bed.
We had two beds but we shared the same one, we’ve always slept together, even when we’re little.
I crawled into bed followed by Gavin, he tucked us in and held me close against him. I snuggled against him and laid my head on his chest, I listened to his steady heart beat as the movie began to play. He ran his fingers through my hair as I started to drift off to sleep.
I listened to Gabe’s steady breathing. He was always so peaceful while he slept. I held him close to me, I knew he was upset, anyone could see that. He wasn’t his normal happy go lucky self. He goes through phases quite often really. One moment he would be the most adorable and childish person on the face of the world and then next he would be locked in is room shutting out everyone around him, even myself sometimes.
I can’t say that it doesn’t hurt when he tries to push me away, and I know he doesn’t really mean anything by it but if I don’t have him then I truly have no one. He’s the only friend I have, he’s my whole world.
Gabriel let out a soft sigh and I and my fingers through his pitch black hair.
My phone started ringing some kind of random guitar solo, I answered it quickly before it could wake up Gabe.
“Hello?” I answered in a quiet tone.
“Honey, its your mother. We are having you come up for dinner tomorrow night and you can stay at the estate during the weekend. Be sure to tell your brother the plans.”
“Okay, mother.” I replied
“Good, I’ll see you then.” she hung up the phone.
Our parents never call us by name unless they wanted both of us. Even when they call us, our voices are exactly the same, they could never tell us apart.
It started as a cute joke when we were little, they would always dress us the same for gatherings and social events, but they never took the time in finding out our personalities. The nannies took care of us and soon finding out who we were became a lost cause to our parents.
We dress the same now just, I’m not really sure why to be honest, habit maybe. Its easier now though with the uniforms.
I know Gabriel isn’t going to be to thrilled going back home, especially if its only for a special dinner. We have to hide ourselves while we’re there. Our parents don’t really know how close our relationship is, and if they found out only god knows what they’ll do.
I let out a sigh and snuggled closer to my brother and allowed my eyes to grow heavy, drifting off to sleep as well.