"Mistakes are always forgivable, if one has the courage to admit them." -Bruce Lee
I FEEL LIKE I'm hungover once again, as my head and body are aching immensely.
"I'm telling you, if Batman and Spiderman ever fought each other, Spiderman would win!" I vaguely heard someone say. Slowly opening my eyes and blinking several times, I could make up a clear-cut image. The twins were speaking to each other, and Terrence is taking Spiderman's side.
What about me?
Tyler scoffed next to him. "Spiderman? It's like I don't even know you anymore! What the hell does Spiderman have that Batman doesn't?" Well, they clearly don't notice their sister sleeping on a bed that they spoke so loudly.
"Gee, I don't know," Terrence pretended to ponder, "how about superpowers?"
"Okay, okay, but look at it this way," said Tyler. "If you take Spiderman's stupid powers away and Batman's gadgets away, what do they have?" It took Terrence a few seconds to open his mouth again to speak, but he was interrupted by Tyler. "Spiderman doesn't have anything. He lives in a stinkin' apartment, his stinkin' girlfriend keeps dumping him, his stinkin' uncle died, and he looks like a stinkin' piece of-"
Terrence cupped his hand on Tyler's mouth, and his last few words were muffled. Disapproving, Tyler frowns and Terrence quickly moves his hand, as if he had just touched fire. "Did you just lick my hand?" His jaw dropped in horror and Tyler threw his head back, laughing.
"If Willa was awake, she and I-"
"I would what?" I said, and their heads automatically snapped toward me. Tyler smiled but Terrence only furrowed his eyebrows.
"You should have gotten some more beauty sleep."
Tyler steps right in front of him, but then gets pushed away. Once he found his balance, he said. "You know, we didn't get to do anything all night after you fell in the lake!"
"So, you're-" A cough cut me off, and I swear that if I catch a cold, someone will get stabbed. "So, you're telling me that it's my fault?"
For a split second, they both glance at each other and speak simultaneously, "Yes, we are."
Now, there are a lot of feelings people hate. One may hate for example: the sound of nails screeching down a chalkboard, babies crying, people underestimating you, but the one thing that I just can't tolerate is when someone accuses me of someone else's wrongdoing.
I quickly snap up from the bed and walk towards them with rage inside of me. "You wanna know what happened? Alissa was practically walking all over me until I fell! And it was all her fault that I couldn't paddle up, because-"
"Time out," said Tyler. "What does she have to do with your inability to just kick with your legs and move your arms upward in the water? Hm?" Terence nodded, and they both looked at me with expecting eyes.
How about the fact that I received some Earth-shattering news?
"It's b-because the drop was so surprising I couldn't concentrate... Yeah! She pushed me the last time in the pool, and I could rise to the surface because it wasn't so dark. I only needed help because of how dark it was this time." They both glanced at each other and burst into laughter, laughing so hard that they had to crouch, and it lasted for about five minutes.
"Sh-she need-needed help!" exclaimed Terrence in between laughs.
"So what? You would need some, too, if you fall in deep water all of a sudden." Terrence recovered from his fit, but Tyler is still giggling like a maniac.