Can't Trust a Girl in Blue

Two boys, twins in fact, wait patiently in their car parked just across the street from a house lit up with every color in the rainbow. This was a more high class house party for the part of town they were in, and thus these boys were like kids in a candy shop. The loud techno music they could hear and feel from their car.

The shorter and less thin of the two twins gets out of the car suddenly, followed by his slightly younger brother, who was much more built like slender man than a normal human being. The two walk towards the house, up the few steps, and through the front door; deeply searching for something, or someone.

Soon they split, knowing it to be impossible to find anything in this crazed place if they stuck together. The older twin heads for a thick clump of younger girls all giggling wildly. He hands one a flask he pulls from his pocket, and puts his arm around another. Meanwhile, the other finds himself making his way curiously towards the music. It always had fascinated him on how people could always be in a much better mood around such weird noises. The fast pace and lovely beat had stolen his thoughts, and left him lost in the words of a man whose voice left him breathless.

Suddenly, a girl bumped into the slender twin, and fell to the floor. He instantly picked her up, and dusted her off. "Are you okay?" He asked calmly.

"I don't feel so good..." she said as she burped and then proceeded to throw up at his feet. He just held her steady, then helped her outside.

"I'm going to take you home okay?" He reassured her as he rubbed her back in a very seemingly innocent way.
As they slowly made their way back to the car still parked across the street, the slender twin saw that his older brother had already beat him there. Releived that he didn't have to try and go back in after him, he helps the girl into the car quickly, then shuts the door when she's fully in. His brother sits in the drivers seat with the car already on as he watches the house with a smirk, one that was more sly than anything.

Soon enough they were off, doors locked now, no way out. The slender twin sighs as he looks out at his last few glimpses of the real world, not sure if he was truly ready for the cold isolation again, or for the tortures that he and his brother was to admit.

Notes

meow :3

Don't forget to smile :3

-crashfire