"Thanks so much for the ride." My mom said in an effort to break the awkward silence.

She, after all, sat next to the cold, unmoving man whilst myself, my twin and Damon shared the back seat of his expensive car.

"Don't mention it." Came his reply and it was just as brisk and cold as he was.

No one wasted any time in getting away from us as we all got out of his car and as much as I wanted to be apart of the retreating group, I wasn't a punk ass bitch and I wasn't about to let him treat me like one.

"Look I know-"

Whatever I was about to say was cut off by Jon's lips as he forces me against his car and pins me there. His kiss is rough and intense and I have no choice but to submit.

For a second my mind went blank as I allowed him to take control of me, groaning as my body relaxed at the thought that I wasn't going to be yelled at. The second Jon's hand fisted my hair my reality kicked in and my groans of satisfaction turned into moans of pain.

He immediately pulled away and I wanted to pull him back towards me but the pained look in his eyes halted my steps. Without saying a word, he runs his fingers along my face as he stares intently at me.

"Does it hurt that bad?"

"Huh?" I asked, confused. I knew my head hurt cause my piece of shit father slammed me to the floor but Jon was rubbing my face so-

"Your face, its badly bruised and still a bit swollen. Why didn't the cops let you go to a hospital and why aren't the other two guys injured?"

"Oh."

I stepped away from him and looked at my reflection on his car only to realize what he'd said was true. My face looked so much worse without the pain and I raised my shirt to see more bruises displayed along my chest and abdomen.

"Danny." Jon whispered shocked at the sight of the deep dark marks.

"Trust me, it looks worse than it feels."

He turns me to him and lifts my chin as his expression turns to that of worry. "Please, tell me what happened."

"Its my ass of a father. We got into a scuffle on Friday but I promise you, he looks way worse."

"It's not funny." Jon quietly reprimanded as I chuckled to ease the blow.

"I know. I'm stupid for starting the fight. I just... he makes me so angry when he opens his mouth and I just-"

The conversation was cut short by his phone ringing and by its end he took a sharp breath as he tried and failed in not getting angry.

"You gotta get back to work."

"Yea, I'm missing a meeting right now and my father's furious."

"I can change-"

"No, take the week off and I'll see you at work on Monday."

"Jon, it is Monday. Do you expect me to stay here for another 7 days-"

"Hey, you need to see a doctor and get some rest-"

"But I-"

"I promise I'll come visit."

"But-"

"You can't get rid of me that easily." He cut in before silencing any and all responses with a gentle kiss.

I didn't want him treating me like some poor, helpless girl and so I deepened the kiss earning a deep groan from him and a shift in his pants. His teeth were making a mess of my lips as he picked me up and braced me to his car door and I tried not to think of the pain as he snuck a hand around my neck whilst grounding his hips between my legs as they wrapped around him, giving him entry.

"Danny its-"

We both pulled apart as my mom came out and I cursed as my feet suddenly hit the ground causing my whole body to feel like I was dropped from a ten storey building.

"Sorry, are you okay?" Jon asked, coming closer once more and forgetting all about why he pulled away.

"Mom."

"I'll just be inside, I'm so sorry, I should have knocked."

"You do know you're outside right?"

"Yes." Came her hurried reply as she went racing through the door and I chuckled as I witnessed my mom being flustered.

"She's a sweet soul."

I turned to see Jon staring after her before his eyes once more settled on mine.

"Yea."

"I should really go. It's a long drive and-"

"Yea..."

He pulls me in for a simple kiss before pulling away and as I head for the house I couldn't help but freeze at his next words.

"I'm not even gonna ask how you got those hickies but I hope he was worth it."

"I-"

"Don't worry." He cuts in. "Your dad already dealt with you for me."

And then he speeds out my driveway and down the street leaving me shocked and confused and staring into the side window of my brother's car only to notice the small hickies littering my neck.

Groaning I headed inside with shame written all over my features. The house was silent as everyone pretended they weren't just spying on me and I rolled my eyes as I headed to the fridge to grab some frozen peas.

"And here I thought your boss was a pig." My brother started just as I sat at the island.

"A pig who does it right from the looks of it." Damon pitches in. They both started laughing and I groaned as I dropped my head onto the island.

"It's not even like that." I groaned again, trying and failing to change the subject.

"Really." My mom jumped in and I stared at her with my mouth hanging open. "Him throwing you up against his car in broad daylight is not what it looks like?"

"Oh God mom, not you too!"

I covered my ears as they all started making kissy noises and horrible jabs at what they thought was being said and I only released my ears as Damon left with my mom.

"What's the deal with you two?" Derek asks and I finally decided to brace back as my twin sits next to me.

"Its... we're not even banging so it's not that serious."

"But you like him."

"I just wanna fuck, no relationship no drama."

"He's your boss."

"He's my boss's son."

"Its still too messy."

"I know. As soon as I have him, I'll do what I always do... I'll walk away. It'll just be a one night stand."

"You'll have to face him at work."

"He's not permanent."

"And what if he is?"

"We're both adults, he'll get over it."

"Danny."

"I know what I'm doing okay bro. It's not even like that. He probably just wants a good fuck too. No big deal."

"That didn't just look like he wanted a quickie."

"He's just got the hots for me, trust when I say, he'll get over it... soon."

"I just hope you know what you're doing. This isn't high school or college. It's the real world and you're not just having fun anymore. There's real consequences to your actions."

"Says the virgin."

"I'm not a-"

"You haven't lived bro, not until you've broken a few hearts."

"That's not my style."

"You're too cute to be straight necked. Too cute to be loyal. Fuck around and break hearts dude... not forever, just for a little while."

"I don't wanna be dad."

"Who the fuck said you'd be like him."

"That's exactly what he did to mom. I'm not putting some poor girl who doesn't deserve that through hell. I'm not ever tryna see that kinda pain."

"Dude, stop being a pussy. Heart breaks are apart of life."

"Unintentional ones maybe. Look, I'm tired, I'll catch you when I get up."

I watch as my twin walks away from me and couldn't help but think, even though we looked alike, we were nothing like the other.