Wanted

Chapter seven: If only you knew

 Cathy refused to let me walk back to the little house behind the house. Well it wasn't really a house it had a bedroom, bathroom and a hallway so you would walk in through the front door and on the left was a door leading to the bathroom and on the right was a door leading to the bedroom. It was more for privacy I suppose.

I was currently propped up in bed alone as Cathy had been asked to do something in the kitchen and doctor dude who I found out was also known as Declan no longer found the need to be here so he left about two hours ago. It didn't take long to eat through my packet of crisps so now I was completely bored! I had been staring at these walls for far too long.

I was also under strict instructions from Declan to stay off my leg for at least three days and then to take it slowly for the next two to three weeks. Something Declan obviously didn't figure out is I don't do well to listen to instructions. I had thought about so many things in the last two hours I even came to a conclusion about Trey. I think deep down there is a nice side to Trey and that his stuck up exterior is just for show but he's been use to being like that, that it's just kind of stuck. Though he has yet to prove me this...

 I looked out the window behind me that looked out onto the farm land to see Trey's bare back sitting on the slowly disintegrated wooden fence. I know I am suppose to be mad at him but I am so bored that even talking to Trey seemed better than sitting here. I think I'm out of my mind as I decide that is just what I want to do.

I slowly made my way outside getting closer to Trey until I was leaning up against the fence next to him. He must have sensed my presence because his body slightly shifted to look at me. I looked up into hazel eyes just like Louise's. Whoa! Wait a minute....

"You're not Trey." I said out loud.

"No, no I'm not thank you for noticing." He said looking at me as if I was an idiot.

"Hey don't look at me like that! I'm not an idiot!" I said defensively.

He rolled his eyes at me and went on looking out onto the farm.

"So who are you kid?" He asked me with his masculine voice that would normally make a girl weak in the knees.

"I'm Tasha and I'm not a kid I'm almost eighteen." I told him.

"Still a kid to me." He said getting on my nerve.

I wanted to slap this boy silly.

"So who are you?" I asked hesitantly.

He looked at me with shear disbelief as if to say 'you don't know who I am?', Why did people always look at me like that?

"I'm Rick kid. What are you doing here anyways?" He asked.

Did he want to know why I was outside or why I was here on this property?

"I want to know what you're doing on the ranch kid." He stated.

He must have seen my scrunched up face to his question.

"Oh I'm not really sure Trey brought me here say are you related to Trey? You two look identical." I asked.

He looked at me for a moment.

"We're twins but you will come to notice that even though the boys in this family look fairly the same if you look close enough you will find that we aren't. What does Trey want with you anyways kid?" He asked me looking back at the grass.

Cause his words weren't confusing enough. I couldn't believe Trey had a twin though I mean they are so different yet the family resemblance in this family is uncanny. I wonder how old they are...