Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 164459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 822(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 822(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
“I’m thinking about it.”
“Dude, you are fucking tripping right now!” Otto squinted his eyes, throwing out his hands. “This girl clearly wants you and you keep avoiding her. As hot as she is, I wouldn’t even be standing in this damn gym right now if it was me she wanted. I’d be out of here, riding right over to her rich-ass neighborhood to pick her up. I would make sure she sucks my cock before lunch, too.”
“Shut the hell up.” I looked him over. “Don’t talk about her like that.”
“Uh-oh.” Otto dropped his weights and bent down to get in my face. “Did I strike a nerve?”
“She’s not like that.”
He capped my shoulder. “I know. I’m only kidding, dipshit.”
I shrugged his hand off, wrapping up on my leg curls.
“Kylie wants to meet tonight. I told her I can’t.” Oscar dropped down, landing lightly on his feet.
“You working?” I asked.
“No. I just shouldn’t meet her.”
“He’s a fucking pussy. That’s all.” Otto scoffed again. “You two have automatic, easy pussy, and you’re just going to act like it isn’t there—like two of the hottest girls in this fucking city aren’t pining after you? Fucking idiots.”
“No, you fucking prick,” Oscar snapped. “You don’t get it. These girls…they dream too much. They have it easy. They don’t get us. We can’t get too close. Getting close will result in that very thing you keep talking about. Sex. And when that happens, they’ll definitely get attached.” Oscar picked up his towel, roughly wiping the sweat from his head and above his brow. “I can’t deal with that shit right now. What’s the point of getting so involved when I’ve got nothing to offer, you know?”
I nodded. “Not only that, but they don’t know what the hell they want. They see us and they want to fix us.”
“A couple of rich girls that think they can buy their way in,” Oscar grumbled.
“Why not let them?” Otto shrugged. “You don’t have to take it seriously… plus you two need to get laid a-fucking-sap.”
“It would be pointless.” Oscar laid flat on his back, grabbing the barbell above him. I stood up to spot him. “They’ll be in college soon. And we’ll still be here and shit. They’ll move on. We’ll be stuck here. And when they come back?”
“It’ll be just like you and Adeline?” Otto’s face was serious now. “Shit. Now I get it. That’s what you two fuckers are afraid of?”
I avoided both their eyes after that statement. Oscar finished his reps, and I grabbed the bar, dropping it on the handles.
He sat up instantly, pointing his gaze at his brother before grabbing his water bottle and walking away.
“Need some more water,” he muttered, but he was already halfway to the fountain, not daring to look back.
I looked at Otto. “You had to go there?”
“What? It was just a question!” He threw his hands in the air.
“Adeline did him dirty. That’s not something he wants to remember right now, especially with Kylie coming around.”
“She just seems like the type. She likes attention. He needed to be reminded of what would happen if he got too involved. She seems fun and all, and I want him to get as much pussy as he can, but he needs to be smart. Both of you.”
I stepped forward, shaking my head as I focused hard on him. “Adeline may have burned him, but every girl won’t, Otto. Let that shit go so he can do the same.”
“All right, man. Whatever. Just looking out for my boys. That’s all. Don’t say I didn’t fucking warn any of you.” He held his hands up, pleading not guilty. “There’s a difference between fucking them for some easy pussy, and getting your feelings involved. It’s not even them that are afraid of falling. It’s you two fucks.”
I stepped away, trying to ignore him. “I’m going to meet Jenny.”
“Yeah,” he mumbled. “You do that.”
I ignored his change in mood, going for my gym bag and then to the locker room for a quick shower. The water was off back at home, which meant I had to make use of my resources while I could.
While I washed, I couldn’t stop thinking about the conversation we’d just had.
The twins are… fucked up. Otto, though he can be the biggest fucking clown there is, is protective of the both of us, especially his brother.
Adeline was the girl that broke Oscar’s heart a year and a half ago. She said she’d never leave him, that she’d always come back to visit whenever she could.
Well, the first couple of months she would come often. About four times a month. But after about the fifth month, we noticed a change.
She showed up less… and less.
And then she didn’t show up at all.
Oscar called constantly and she either wouldn’t answer or when she did she’d say she was busy and that she needed to call back.