Chapter 5

Natalie's POV

We were just staring at each other's eyes, not until I saw him looked at my lips which made me go back to reality.

I pushed him and quickly looked outside my window.

What the fuck was that?

"I love how my name comes out from your cute mouth. Starting right now, you should call me by my name when we're together," he said as if I wasn't weirded out by his actions today.

What the hell's going on with his brain? Is this still considered as a normal thing?

I tried not to be bothered by him because I know that between the two of us, he's the one who knows what's best and right since he's smarter than me.

When we're about to reach our home, he suddenly told me something that made me look at him.

"Don't let your guard down whenever that Thomson guy would try to approach you." He seriously said before parking the car in our garage.

What? Thomson? Is he referring to my famous classmate?

"What are you talking about?" I asked him but the jerk ignored me again and turned off the car's engine before going out.

Now what's his problem again? I can't really understand his thoughts most of the time.

I went out of the car and entered our house.

"Welcome back, sweetie!" My mom greeted me while she was baking something delicious again. This is one of the reasons why I love my mom so much!

"Hi mom," I greeted back and kissed her cheek. "So… what are you baking?" I asked while looking at the ingredients on the table.

"Brownies for my two babies," my mom happily answered which made me giggle.

I was about to answer back when my dad suddenly entered the kitchen.

"How about me? Am I not your baby anymore?" My dad asked while pouting.

Before my mom could say any 'cringe-things', I immediately interrupted them.

"Okay, lovebirds. Please don't do that while I'm in front of you. Although you're my parents, I still cannot tolerate your sweetness towards each other. I love the both of you, but I'm sorry, I just really can't." I bluntly stated that made the both of them laugh.

I left the kitchen to give them more privacy, and to remove myself from being their third wheel. I don't want to ruin their love atmosphere.

I entered my room and did my nightly routine before going to bed. After taking a shower, I sat on my chair and was about to dry my hair with the use of my blow dryer when my twin brother entered my room without knocking.

I looked at him through my vanity mirror and saw him walking his way towards my place.

He took the blow dryer from my right hand and turned it on before drying my hair as if it was a part of his daily routine.

"You know what? I can't really understand you these days. Is your mind still okay or should I make a call from the mental hospital?" I asked but the jerk just laughed at me.

I was just staring at my mirror while silently looking at how he touches my hair as if it was the most precious possession that he has.

"I love how soft your hair is. I love its smell, and its natural dark color." He whispered like a lullaby while brushing my hair.

"You're crazy," I simply answered while my brows are knitted.

"Yeah, maybe I am," he said that made me turn my head at him.

"What?" I asked but instead of answering me, he just moved his face closer to mine to the point where our nose would almost touch each other.

My eyes widened because of his sudden action.

"Nothing," he huskily answered.

I pushed his face away from mine and immediately stood up from my seat.

"Dude, we're twins and I know that you're a lot smarter than me. But what the actual fuck are you doing right now? Is this normal?" I asked.

"Yeah," he simply answered as if it was not a big deal for him while trying to make me sit down again, but I didn't budge. I took my blow dryer from his hand and pointed at my door.

"Get out of here. You're not in your right mind." I said, but this crazy person just looked at me.

"Get out or I'll shout." I tried to threaten him that made him sigh and raised his hands up as if he was giving up before walking towards the door.

"Good night, babe," he said before closing the door.

When I was finally alone in my room again, my legs felt weak and shaky. I put my blow dryer down on my table and went straight to my bed.

As I lie down, I just stared at the ceiling while recalling his actions in the past.

My brother is not actually like that. He acted like a normal twin to me before, however after his best friend's younger sister went missing, he suddenly became possessive, weird and clingy as if he's trying to act as my boyfriend. Of course, I don't want to think that way because that's wrong especially when he's my sibling. I don't want to have any awkward moments with him although he knows how to irritate me most of the time.

I tried to convince myself that there's nothing wrong with him and held into that thought until I fell asleep.

When I heard some footsteps, I slowly opened my eyes and my brows knitted when I noticed that the place where I'm in is not familiar to me.

I instantly sat up and scanned the whole room which made me start to feel some goosebumps.

Shit, where am I?

I got out from the bed and hurriedly went to the door but it's locked.

Oh my God!

My eyes widened when I heard those footsteps again getting closer to this room this time.

Without having any second thoughts, I quickly went back to the bed and lay down.

I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep.

However, I feel like I forgot how to breathe when I heard the door opened.