Paige and Chloe

by Aimee-Louise Foster

  Without hesitation, he enveloped me into his embrace and held me close while I sobbed into his hard chest. He instinctively moved his hand to cup the back of my head and moved it in a soothing motion to comfort me, allowing me the time I needed to release all of my emotions.

  "Shhh, whatever it is, it can't be that bad babe." Woods said quietly as he continued to hold me tightly and pressed a light kiss on the side of my head. I felt his warm lips on me if only briefly, and breathed in his scent as he comforted me. This is where I had wanted to be for so long but I only wished it would've been in different circumstances. I knew that all the guys from the club would've let me cry on their shoulder if they saw me upset, but they wouldn't have created the fluttering sensation that I was now feeling inside.

  I eventually had no more tears to cry and pulled away slightly out of his arms to wipe the tears on the back of my hand.

  "Talk to me babe, what's got you so upset?"

  I couldn't muster the words to even try to explain what had happened, I simply rummaged around in my jean pocket until I found my phone and handed it to him so that he could watch the video. Woods looked confused at first as to why I was showing him a video of Stephen and myself but I saw the cogs turning in his head as he processed everything, and eventually realised that it wasn't me enjoying my boyfriend's cock.

  "Paige?" He asked, giving me back the phone.

  I nodded my head and placed it into my pocket, "I'm not upset that the relationship is over, it's the fact that my own sister could do such an appalling thing to hurt me. I've been here for over an hour racking my brains to try and think of a reason why she would want to do this to me but I'm stumped." I shook my head and finally rubbed my forehead from the frustration. "And of course Stephen swears blind that he thought it was me because he wouldn't be able to tell us apart." I was exhausted and now felt embarrassed that Woods had seen me in such a state, I slumped forward and hugged my knees again.

  Woods moved closer and grabbed my chin lightly to direct my face towards his, "If he was a real man, he'd be able to clearly tell the difference between the two of you."

  My tummy flipped at the simple gesture and kind words, and I found myself laughing nervously to try and lighten the intensity of how my body was reacting, "But we're identical!"

  Woods looked at me intently, "You have a very slight dimple on your right cheek when you smile and your lips are fuller, more kissable than those of your sister."

  Woods moved his hand to my cheek and brushed his thumb over the area where my dimple would be, studying my expression closely before moving his thumb gently across my lower lip. This simple action made my breath hitch with anticipation as I gazed at him, his eyes widened as I allowed him to touch me, secretly praying that he felt the same way about me as I did him.

  I must've looked a bloody mess but here he was comforting me, touching me. I closed my eyes and leaned into his caress to find myself totally lost in the moment as he moved his thumb from my mouth and back to my cheek.

  The moment was unfortunately broken as I felt a wet nose press against my arm again, and opened my eyes to see Doris standing impatiently.

  "What's up? Are you not getting enough attention?" I giggled as I ruffled her fur.

  "I had better get her home, it's past her mealtime and she'll be getting hungry. Do you want a lift?" Woods asked as he stood.

  "No thank you, I'm going to continue my walk to try and clear my head before I go home."

  He held out his hand for me to take and pulled me gently to my feet.

  "You're wearing it!" Woods stated surprised as he pointed to the necklace he had bought me for my birthday.

  "Of course I am its stunning." I reached for the pendent and held it in my hand as a smile spread across his face.

  "I wasn't sure if you'd like it enough to wear it."

  "It's beautiful."

  "Like you."

  I frowned unsure if I had heard him correctly but we were interrupted again as the dog barked, indicating that she was ready to go before I could process his comment further.

  Woods stepped back giving himself some space, "Are you going to the Karaoke evening tomorrow?"

  I simply nodded my head, I was looking forward to it although now I was dreading bumping into Paige.

  "Good." He said with a wink as he tapped the side of his leg for Doris to follow.

  What the hell just happened? My emotions were wrecked, what with Stephen and now Woods, my head was all over the place. This chance meeting had revealed that he may have feelings towards me after all. I joined the path that ran around the perimeter of the park and felt a little better than I did twenty minutes ago, and mentally started to plan my outfit for tomorrow. Things were looking up already.

  Chapter 4

  Chloe

  I had been looking forward to this evening for some time now, I wasn't a big drinker but I knew that I needed to be intoxicated in order to be brave and stand up to Paige, although I did plan to stay away from her this evening as I didn't like confrontation.

  This would be the first time that I'd seen Paige since she sent me the video of her pleasuring my now ex-boyfriend. I was still enraged although Paige had clearly done me a huge favour in helping me to realise that I was just passing time, waiting for the true love of my life to open his eyes and realise what we could possibly have.

  The drinking continued throughout the evening and I knew that I was nearing my limit when the room started to spin as I was led to the dance floor by Savannah.

  "Come on Chloe, show us your moves." Savannah yelled over the music as she began to strut her stuff. Savannah was a stripper at the club and that girl knew how to dance, whereas my moves were only practiced in my bedroom in front of the mirror, never in public.

  "I don't think I need to move, the room is doing enough of that already." I said wobbling around on my heels.

  She sniggered watching me trying to focus on the task at hand.

  Thankfully the song changed to a slower tune, and I turned quickly ready to sneak from the dance floor before Savannah noticed when someone grabbed my hand and spun me around into their embrace.

  "Where do you think you're going? I need a dance partner." Woods smiled as he positioned his hands respectably on my hips so as not to arouse suspicion or outrage from the other guys, as we swayed in time to the music.

  Woods rested his head against mine and breathed in my scent as we rocked back and forth. My vision was blurred but my inhibitions lowered due to the amount of alcohol I'd consumed, I pushed my body closer to his and felt his arousal. I pulled away slightly and my shocked expression amused him but he simply shrugged his shoulders and pulled me into his embrace again. We moved around the dance floor slowly with Woods guiding me but the room continued to spin encouraging me to close my eyes as I tried to control my breathing.

  "You are so fucking beautiful Chloe." He stated placing the smallest of kisses on my temple.

  I had imagined him saying those words to me so often that I didn't know if I'd fallen asleep in his arms and was dreaming. His hands moved from my waist to my lower back to hold me close, and my body betrayed me as my nipples instantly reacted to the contact as I swayed in his arms.

  "If only you were someone else's daughter."

  I opened my eyes to see the burning desire but the moment was broken as someone on the dance floor bumped us.

  I turned quickly to see Skinner dancing with Savannah, "Sorry guys he has no rhythm when he's been drinking!"

  I smiled and although drunk I was concerned that we may have been seen, our movements were getting slower as we enjoyed how we felt in our joint embrace.

  "I need to go to the bathroom."

  "Are you okay?" Woods asked concerned.

  "Yeah," I replied weaving slowly between the couples that were cavorting on the dance floor. I slowly staggered down the corridor towards the bathroom and needed to use the wall to help guide me and prevent me from falling. Why did I drink so much?

  I gently
splashed water onto my face to try to calm the flush that was spreading through my body, I was surprised at how Woods could affect me so quickly by his touch. What was I supposed to make of tonight? Up until yesterday in the park, he had been attentive but that was just his nature, Woods was always conscientious, but tonight was different, he'd surprised me by his comments and his arousal.

  I brought my hand to my lips to stifle the giggle at the thought of how I rubbed my body against his like a wanton woman, but tried to control my laughter as I heard the toilet flush from one of the cubicles.

  My heart rate accelerated hearing the sound of the stilettos along the tiled floor as I knew exactly who was walking down the corridor, and my suspicions were confirmed as Paige sauntered into the foyer of the bathroom.

  She smiled smugly, "Hi Chloe, how are you?" she spoke as if we were old acquaintances just passing the time of day, as she removed her lip gloss from her handbag and applied it casually.

  I didn't understand her motives in hurting me, we were twins, we were supposed to have a strong bond that no one could break. As a young teenager I'd spent hours trailing through the internet reading heart warming stories about the bond between identical twins, some had even reported that they could feel each other's pain but that couldn't be much further from the truth, because if she could feel my pain, she wouldn't be smiling every time she rejected or purposely hurt me.

  "Are you just going to pretend that it didn't happen?" I furrowed my brows trying to focus through my hazed state.

  Paige placed her lip gloss into her hand bag and turned to assess me, she always looked immaculate it didn't matter if she were going jogging, swimming or even to bed she always looked her best. Crossing her arms across her chest she casually walked towards me, "You look a fucking state no wonder no man has ever taken you seriously." I placed a hand on the tiled wall to keep my balance, "See what I mean, you're miserable, boring and what the fuck are you wearing this evening?" she asked waving her hand up and down at my attire.

  I glanced briefly in the mirror at my reflection and then back at her, and found that the alcohol I'd consumed had given me a little more confidence than I usually had.

  "Shut up! Just shut up! I'm sick of you being horrible to me!" I screamed out of frustration.

  Paige laughed and stepped back to lean against the basins, "Come on let's hear it, you're obviously feeling a little brave this evening."

  "Why can't you just be nice?"

  "Nice! Nice is boring, nice means men walk all over you, nice means you never get what you want."

  "But nice means you'll be happy."

  "Happy, oh dear Chloe you really don't know me very well. Happy is sucking your boyfriend off and swallowing his come, happy is riding his cock so hard that the bed nearly broke and happy is seeing you here drunk and miserable because you know what I did, that's what happy is."

  I reactively placed my hand over my mouth, startled by what she'd just said but the alcohol quickly fuelled my rage.

  “You knew I fucking liked him but you couldn’t help yourself. You’ve been like this ever since we were kids, if I had it you always took it.” I moved closer wanting to slap the smug expression from her face but refrained from making too much of a scene.

  Paige was unaffected by my outburst and continued to smile, “It’s not my fault you’re such a push over. Anyway, he fucking wanted me babe, he knew it was me sucking and riding his cock and he enjoyed every fucking minute of it.”

  I couldn't contain the tears at the vileness that so easily oozed from her, I turned quickly and barged into Taylor not realising that she'd seen the fallout and left the bathroom feeling a little worse for wear, and sorry for myself.

  "Are you okay Chloe?" Duke asked as I passed him in the corridor.

  "I think I've had too much to drink." I slurred as I continued to use the wall to hold myself upright.

  "I think I would agree, get one of the guys to take you home."

  Duke continued down the corridor in the opposite direction as I stumbled further into the club, knowing that I needed to get some fresh air.

  I pushed through the main doors and stumbled on the uneven ground and tried to grab for something to stop me from falling over.

  "Where are you going Chloe?" Woods asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist holding me against his chest to keep me upright.

  "I need to go home. I'm pissed off with Paige, emotional, drunk and horny!" I said bringing my hand to my mouth and sniggered as I swayed in his arms.

  Woods sighed, "Give me two minutes and I'll drive you home."

  "Oh no you don't Woodsy Poodsy, you've been drinking and I'm not getting on the back of a bike with you!" I stated loudly poking him in his chest like I was tapping a drum.

  "No I haven't and that's why I need two minutes so I can swap keys with Ramsey."

  He walked me backwards towards a van so that I could use it to lean on. "Stay there!" He said forcefully as he left me alone in the car park and jogged towards the club.

  "Stay there!" I sniggered mimicking his orders as I stood in the darkness.

  I could hear someone in the club singing to 'Dancing Queen' on the karaoke and hummed along to the tune as I swayed to the music while waiting for him to return. The fresh air had made my head throb and now everything was taking twice as long to process and rationalise in my drunken state.

  Woods said that he wasn't drunk, therefore when he became aroused while we danced he must've actually wanted me. I pondered this thought as I continued to sway to the music. Could he actually like me?

  "And so he returns." I said with my arms held high welcoming Woods as he jogged back into the car park.

  He shook his head looking a little bemused by the way I was acting, "Right let’s get you into the van." Woods pressed his body against mine to steady me and opened the door with his other hand. We were close and I could feel his breath on my skin as he tried to move me towards the door.

  "Can you climb in?" he asked.

  I turned and bent over so that I rested my upper body across the seat and tried to lift my left leg into the passenger footwell to push myself up. In my head, this seemed like the most logical way to get into a van but my body wasn't listening to what my brain was telling it to do.

  I turned to the sound of sniggering and gave him a dirty look, "What are you trying to do babe?"

  "I'm trying to get in the van like you asked me to do." I said petulantly.

  "Chloe, you're gonna have to do better than that if you want to be home before morning, otherwise I'll have to man handle you." He said with a smirk.

  "Promises! Promises!" I grinded my hips as I lay sprawled over the seat with my arse still in the air.

  Woods stepped closer and pulled down the material of my dress to hide my modesty and I grabbed his hand. "You're so masterful Woods." I ran my finger up and down his arm, "Look at these big manly arms and these lovely tatts."

  "Come on babe let's get you in the van." Woods wrapped his arms around my body and lifted me, I must've been like a dead weight as he tightened his grip to try and move me. I felt the slight pinch of my skin and it probably would've hurt more if I wasn't so intoxicated but I didn't care, I was just enjoying his hands on me.

  "Oh Woods, I didn't know you were so rough. Did I tell you I like it rough?"

  I thought I saw his eyes darken with desire but it was probably contempt, as I was being so difficult. He finally managed to get me into the seat before I slumped, not being able to hold my own weight any longer. Woods closed the door and made his way around the vehicle to enter the driver's side, and leaned over to secure my seat belt. I couldn't resist and raised my hand to touch his face, "Do you know how gorgeous you really are? I want you in my bed and between my thighs."

  "Behave yourself women!" He said with humour in his voice as he swatted my hand away.

  I stuck my lip out and pouted petulantly as Woods shook his head showing his frustration but I had a mouth malfunction, and couldn't help but air my opi
nions that were quickly invading my mind.

  "Let's get you home before you cause any more trouble." He settled in his seat and turned the key in the ignition to pull smoothly from the car park and onto the country road that led us back into town. We sat in silence as we travelled down the bumpy road but the movement of the vehicle made me feel a little nauseous.

  "Mark baby can we please pull over, I need some fresh air." I asked trying to find the button to open the window.

  He indicated and quickly parked at the side of the road before opening his door to come around the vehicle to help me out. I took his hand as he directed me to the rear of the vehicle, and he gently helped lower me until I was perched on the curb.

  Woods sat beside me and I felt his closeness as his arm brushed mine, "We've gotta stop meeting like this." He said with humour as I turned to give him a drunken smile.

  I breathed in the cold night air and instantly felt better now that I was out of the confines of the small van.

  We sat in silence for a while lost in our own thoughts, and I wondered what he was making of the situation.

  "Were you really into that guy? Is that why you got drunk this evening?"

  As I tried my best to focus, I could see the uneasiness on Woods' face as he asked the question. I wasn't known for drinking large quantities of alcohol but he'd thought I had drunk excessively because of Stephen.

  I giggled, "Nah, that's not the reason, I needed alcohol in my system to face Paige as it makes me braver and as for Stephen, he's cute in a preppy kind of way but to be honest I was just passing the time until the guy I really like noticed me." My response reeled off my tongue like I had verbal diarrhoea.

  "Chloe, look I..." As Woods turned to face me, I leaned in to kiss his lips. It was a little clumsy at first but I deepened the kiss quickly. Woods joined in but his participation was brief as he pulled away and held me at arm's length.

  "I can't do this Chloe you're drunk!" Woods hastily stood, placing his hands in his pockets as he paced at the rear of the vehicle as if contemplating something. I glanced at him trying to focus, his model like features ever present even through my beer goggles but he wasn't giving much away.