Lost & So Alone...

*TWO WEEKS LATER*

"MY LOVE!" I shout, bursting into Bill's room. "HOLY SHIT! GET OUT! I'M IN MY UNDERWEAR!" he shouts. I laugh and close the door behind me. "Adddiiieeee!" he whines. "Give your lover a hug, dammit!" I say, still giggling. "You're not my lover yet!" he says, smiling as he hugs me. "I wish I was!" I say, kissing his bare shoulder. "Me too. I bet you'll be good in bed," he says, grinning. I laugh loudly. "SHUT UP, ADELINA!" Tom shouts through the door. "SORRY!" I shout back. "Jessica just called. She says the wedding's in two weeks," I say, still hugging my half-naked Bill. "Aww. What am I supposed to wear? There's no way in HELL me and Tom are wearing suits!" he says nervously. "Haha! She says just dress nice. She knows there's no way of you wearing suits short of tying you down, stripping you naked, then putting them on ourselves. Second thought, I kinda like that idea! Well... to the 'stripping you naked' part, anyway," I say, giggling as he lifts me up and carries me to his bed. "Ha ha ha. Funny," he says sarcastically as he tosses me gently onto the bed. "It is! Then I can rape you!" I say, laughing. "What!?" Violet asks as she walks in. "GET OUT!" Bill and I both shout. She sees that Bill's in his underwear and high-tails it out of the room, closing the door behind her. Bill and I look at each other and start cracking up. "Poor Violet. Not like she doesn't see basically my body! I mean, Tom's my twin! We're built the same," he says, wiping his eyes. "Not really. Tom's skinnier than you. His shoulders are broader, too. Your shoulders are more narrow," I say from the bed. "Thanks," he says, rolling his eyes. "I'm not saying it's a bad thing! I like your body better than Tom's any day!" I say, smiling at him. "Sure you do," he says. I sigh loudly. "Must I explain why I like your body better? You'll take it as an insult," I say. "YES! Explain," he says. "FINE! You're a teeny bit more pudgy that Tom. And I love it! I don't like my boys too scrawny, like Tom is," I say, grinning. He rolls his eyes. "What? I like your belly," I say, reaching over and poking his stomach. "Thanks, I think..." he says. I laugh. "I LOVE YOU!" I shout. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. You only say that when I'm mad or depressed," he says. "DO NOT... do I?" I say. "You hardly ever say it," he says. "Well... I'm just afraid you won't say it back one day..." I say softly. "Ohh, Addie! I will ALWAYS say it back, I promise! I promise you forever, Addie, and now you're kinda screwed. You're stuck with me. I will NEVER let you go, Addie, EVER. I promise," he whispers, hugging me fiercely. My eyes overflow. "Addie! You're going to make ME cry!" he says, laughing as he begins to cry too. "Sorry! I'm such a loser!" I say, giving a watery laugh. "Well, at least we're losers together!" he says, still holding me tightly.