Page 28 of TAINTED by TWINS

"Tell it to me straight, Mr Miller... is this you in the photo?" it was not long until the photo ended up in the hands of the faculty. Now all my fellow teachers are looking at me as if I'm some kind of criminal, all I can do is hold my hands between my thighs.

"I-I didn't mean to—"

"Is this you in the photograph with Mr Deveroux?

" The guidance counselor firmly asks, but all I could do was tremble and not say anything.

She held her head and sighed, "Mr Miller, this is a very serious offence.

Mr Deveroux may not be a minor, but this relationship is still a major power imbalance and could cost you your job. "

"Me and Jonah do not have a relationship—!" I was telling the truth, but their gaze on me fell like bricks disabling my breathing.

The principal looked at me in disappointment. "I'm so sorry, Mr Miller. But we would have to—"

"There's no need for that," the familiar voice of Wayne came into the principal's office, his hand on my chair making me flinch slightly.

"Mr Deveroux is well aware of what he is doing involving an innocent teacher in a scandal.

As his relative and representative, I kindly request you to dismiss the claims against Mr Miller. "

"Doctor, why would you—"

The doctor slapped an envelope on the principal's desk. "I insist you keep your mouth shut or my sister, Lady Velomina Deveroux of Maison du Rouge, will request for your removal from your position instead. I believe we shouldn't be punishing an innocent teacher for a student's crimes, should we?"

I saw how the principal cowered under Dr Wayne's gaze. To some, I may be freed. But seeing him control the faculty and staff is just another nail in my coffin. If I tell anyone what happened between Dr Wayne and I, everyone will dismiss it the same. He won't get in trouble.

Dr Wayne squeezed my shoulders to reassure me, "As long as you cooperate, Mr Miller, you won't have to lose anything. I am here for you, making sure everything will be fine. As long as you... stay in line. Understand?"

Do I understand? Can I stay in the line when it's wrapping around my neck? "Y-yes, Dr Wayne—"

Suddenly, I heard commotion outside.

"Let me through! Get out, do not touch me!" I know that voice, one that belongs to a man that might break something in this room. "LIAN!"

"Mr Deveroux!" The principal scolds the man in black who came barging in, immediately grabbing Dr Wayne by the shirt.

"Jade!" I stood up just to try pulling him away. The faculty staff in the room was too afraid to even touch him, but I managed to pull him away from Dr Wayne. "Jade, what are you doing here?!"

The Principal sighed, "Young man, you don't have evidence for such a baseless claim—"

Jade angrily grabbed my wrist, making me widen my eyes. "Let's go, Lian."

"Not so fast, Mr Deveroux!" Dr Wayne grabbed my other arm, "He's not going anywhere alone with you, Jade. I'm trying to fix things here instead of yelling at the authorities who has the power to remove Mr Miller. It already looks bad, don't make this situation worse for him."

I've never felt so hopeless in my entire life that even if I wanted to speak up, I wouldn't know what to say, but... "J-Jade... uhm, I'll be fine. I just need to sign a few papers. P-please go back to class. I'll be fine."

"What?" He looks at me in disbelief as I gently push his hand away from my wrist. "Lian—"

"I never should've involved myself with you guys," I whisper, begging him, "Please don't ruin my life even further, Jade. I can't—I can't do this anymore. I can't see you as anything more than a student!"

"You're... breaking up with us?"

"There was never an us, Jade..." I spoke up, looking into his electric blue eyes with mine full of fog. "I'm wrong for leading you on, I-I thought I could find love with you, but I was wrong. You're not for me, you and Jonah are too much for me, and I can't—!"

"Lian," a hand suddenly appeared on my shoulder. Jade's glare went from me to the person behind me, his eyes losing the spark. "Take a break, Mr Miller. You too, Mr Deveroux."

But Dr Wayne was already pulling me away from him while casually replying, "Don't break yours after hanging around, Mr Deveroux."

"Then who did?! Sasha wouldn't do that without reason." Chris marched to his desk where Sasha was sitting with his legs crossed. He pulled up the student's wrist, and Sasha winced painfully. "This is what Jonah did to Sasha, why else would he hurt him if not because of you?!"

I cowered against the wall, terrified of his voice. Meanwhile Sasha just pouted at me—it's unclear if he sympathizes or he is making fun of me.

Chris pointed a finger at me, "These are the consequences of your actions, Lian."

"Oh don't be too harsh," Sasha hopped off the table and walked towards me, holding both my hands, "Lian just made a mistake. I'm sure it won't happen again. Would it, baby?"

His smile is tight, pretty like a Barbie doll's. His eyes are threatening me to say, "Y-yes. It won't... happen again."

Sasha harshly pinched my cheeks, "Such a good boy, isn't he? Hehe~I'm sorry if Daddy got mad at you. I'll make you feel better, Lian... just sit tight and enjoy, okay?"

"Mom, I'm home..." I said with a fake smile, watching her pull out pairs of shoes to try on.

"Xiao Lian, how is my Xiao Lian? Hehe, mommy's hungry, I've been opening these the whole afternoon..."

I look at her and the boxes strangely. They were unlabeled with no brand. "Mom, where did you get all these...?"

She looked at me with eyes wide and wondering as well. "Actually, I don't know... I don't remember, but they're pretty, look!"

I inspect each of the boxes to make sure no harmful stuff is involved, and all 17 boxes are just shoes in multiple styles and colors, but mostly red. "Mom, don't tell me you bought all these?"

"I don't know—I just want you to buy some onigiri in 7/11, my love."

"I'll cook it for you," I sighed, leaving her with the boxes to go to the kitchen. It's still strange how these things appeared in our house, but I'll just check the credit card statements.

I brought my mom a plate of homemade tuna onigiri and sat with her on the couch. She had on a pair of pink ballerina flats, wiggling her feet to show off to me as she ate the onigiri.

"It's beautiful, mom..." I look at my mom's smile

even with a glass of wine on the coffee table.

"You look so happy nowadays. Your glass has been sitting there for a while.

The new bottle I bought yesterday only had one glass taken from it.

.. so this is your first and last of the day. What happened?"

"Oh, uhm... I was just busy opening a lot of boxes," she nervously laughed like a teenager trying to hide something from her parents.

"Mom?" I raise my eyebrows. She's hiding something from her son.

"Look, isn't it pretty?!" She exclaims as she shows me the shoes on her feet.

Despite barely getting any information from my mother, I decided to talk to her anyway; "My birthday is coming up."

"Oh!! Finally, my little Lian is turning 18!"

Okay, that broke me a little bit. "I'm turning 24, mom..."

"Oh... oh, no party then?" She replied quite sadly. "I... I planned to throw you an 18th birthday party."

Mom, you were drunk asleep that day... but I held her hand, "Don't worry, there will be a party. How do you feel about dressing up and dancing?"

She won't question who threw it. She won't question where. All she did was light up her eyes in delight as she squealed, "I know exactly what to wear! Ooh, I'm so excited Xiao Lian! You're finally gonna be an adult!"

"Yeah, mom..." I sighed, taking the wine glass from the coffee table and drinking a quarter from it. "Finally, an adult."

"Xiao Lian, you don't look too happy. Isn't it nice, you can finally get your drivers' license? Oh, what day do you graduate?!" She gleefully asks as she finished her third onigiri.

"I'm just wondering, mom..." I look at her with the most gentle gaze I can give to a drunken mother, ".

.. did a heartbreak cause you to drink alcohol in the first place?

What... what started all of this? What made you forget my age, my graduation, everything but alcohol?

What made you push me away to entertain the bottle? "

My mom stared at me, trying to gather her thoughts that was probably scattered for the past 20 years. I never stopped looking at her, but she couldn't meet my eyes.

"You know what—never mind, mom. You're probably too wasted to even remember how I basically grew up cleaning your mess," I sighed, trying to hide the tears in my eyes as I stood up to leave. "I'll wash up, just leave the plates in the kitchen."

"X-Xiao Lian—"

"Get some sleep, mom."

I am exhausted myself, so I took off my jacket as I go inside my bedroom. I was about to breathe a sigh of forced relief when instead, I screamed and stepped back to painfully hit the door with my back. "OH MY G—!"

"Jade?! What are you doing here—?!"

Suddenly my bathroom door opened. "I knew this was a bad idea—darling, I tried talking Jade out of it but came over to keep him from assaulting you in your own house."

"Jade, you're assaulting the both of us with your Hot Topic cologne."

"What are you guys doing here?!" I yell with a bit of a hushed voice, not wanting my mom to know about the two idiots who intruded in our house.

Jade got off my bed and immediately took my waist in his arms. "You really didn't think I'd let you cut us off, huh? What did Christian tell you—"

"Uncle Christian."

Jonah scoffs, "Respectfully, I don't allow you to break up with us. After confessing you liked the both of us, you're just gonna leave us alone? Can you really look into my eyes and say you don't want us anymore?"

No, I can't.

"Th-there is no breaking up, we don't have a relationship in the first place!" I correct them, but Jade grabs my waist with one arm to pull me against him.

"I-I—!" I tried to push him away, but I can't seem to have the strength to. Jade is warm and feels safer after drowning in anxiety from earlier.

Jonah rescued him from me by gently taking me by the arm. "Don't be vulgar, Jade. Lian is tired and needs some rest. Don't you, darling?"

Looking at Jonah got me feeling knots in my stomach that I want unraveled. It was burning from earlier, not in a good way, and now they're offering me warmth that doesn't scorch my skin.

"Yes. I need to shower. Uhm... you guys can leave—"

"Come on, I've prepared the bath for you!" Jonah excitedly says as he pulls me into the bathroom. I finally figured out why he came from there, it was to fill up my unused tub with bubbles and floating flowers with the sweetest smelling florals. I came in here unfamiliar to my own bathroom!

"Jonah, what are you—?!"

"Shhh, relax..." he was in front of me gently unbuttoning my shirt. His fingers brushing against my collarbones, before my undershirt protected me from his touch. I allowed my shirt to slip off my shoulders as Jonah held my undershirt, but I stopped him.

"I... I can handle this. I'm a grown man, thanks..."

Jonah smiled with one dimple, and I knew I shouldn't let him touch me, or else I might make less grown up decisions. But he stepped back, allowing me to strip myself.

I slowly sank into the warm bath, Jonah watching the entire time which made my diaphragm tighten in arousal. When I submerged, it honestly feels so good and relaxing, I finally sighed in relief.

"Wow... I've never had a bubble bath since I was a baby," I moaned, picking up bubbles.

"I know, Jade showed me your pictures."

I look at him horrified, basically turning red and sank half my head in the water. That little—!

"You're adorable, don't drown yourself..." Jonah laughed as he pulls his sleeve up, and I was about to wonder why until he pulled out shampoo and pours some on his hands.

He had my eyes rolling back from how nice his fingers are pressing against my scalp, his short nails scratching an itch I didn't know I had.

Jonah is probably smoothing out any brain aneurysms that threaten to pop.

After thirty minutes and my head starting to feel dizzy from the hot water, he drained the tub and showered me himself.

It was strange, I thought he was going to be touching me intimately. But he didn't; he diligently cleaned me up and I was weirded out by that. Does Jonah not find my naked body sexy, or? What's going on, why isn't he making a move?

I'm not anticipating, I'm just wondering.

"You have too much time on your hands," I mumble as he wraps a towel around me and helped me out of the tub. "Don't you have homework?"

"I even finished Jade's."

"What is he doing now, though?"

"Probably taking digital copies of your childhood photos." I've never tried to get up so fast, Jonah had to grab both my arms while laughing. "Haha relax, darling! I'll call him here if you want, but he doesn't want to get wet. We will leave before you even finish your bath, don't worry."

Jonah Deveroux, this close to my naked body is doing something to me. And when he released my arms to walk away, it was me that held onto his shirt.

"Wait!" I didn't know why I stopped him. I had nothing to say. I find this scene very strange. But all that came out of my mouth was, "Don't leave."

"Why?" Jonah tilts his head at me with his hands planted on the edge of the sink. His eyes trailed all over my partially covered body knowingly, "Did I make you feel good?"

Yes. But I didn't say that.

"Do you want me to make you feel better?" He asked.

You have ulterior motives?! But I didn't say that. Instead I shamelessly held onto his shirt, "Please..."

I found out Jonah's intentions were never to touch me intimately, but to spoil me.

Either I needed a relaxing bath, or I need his hands on me.

Not even a minute later, I'm now looking at him through the mirror because he's behind me, hands on the hardest part of my body and making it harder with every stroke.

This is weird, I want to touch him too. I turned my head around, but all he did was kiss me. I silently communicated that I wanted more by turning my entire body around and tugging on his shirt. Maybe the tug earlier wasn't because I want him to stay, maybe it's because I want it off.

Jonah removed his cashmere sweater and unbuttoned his shirt, my eyes roaming all over his defined torso. He is tanner than Jade, some freckles sprinkled here and there, but equally mouth watering enough for me to help him remove his clothes while kissing his lips.

That's when the door opened and Jade came in squinting his eyes at us, while wearing my necktie around his head, my prescription eyeglasses, a random shawl he found in the closet, and an airplane figurine he must've taken from my shelves.

"J-Jade, what the hell are you doing with my stuff?!"

I realized what was happening and how I let my hormones take over my common sense, once again making out with a student in my personal bathroom while his twin watched from the door.

"N-no, no this can't happen again! I'm sorry Jade—I don't want to go in between you, I don't want to choose!

I said I was done with you both anyway!"

I grabbed the towel and tried to exit, but Jade was at the door and stopped me.

I stared at him in disbelief. "Wh-what? You're not jealous...?"

"Of course I'm jealous!" Jade pulls the necktie from his head as he smirks at Jonah, while the blonde is smiling right back at him. "Do me too, sweetheart."

They're what now?! I'm now being pushed to the bed as Jade wrapped the necktie around my eyes. "Jade, wait! W-we can't do this, my mom—she'll hear!"

"Then try not to make a sound..." I couldn't see anything, but I'm in my bed with a knee between my legs. I'm trying to remove the tie, but a pair of hands gently held them together and kept me from using them.

"Shhhh," says a voice as the mattress dipped, "Just relax, just enjoy."

"Jonah? Jonah—ahh," I breathed out when a pair of hand run up my thighs and a mouth kissed my most sensitive head.

They do it differently, their mouths are passionately tormenting me, but their hands are squeezing my skin to comfort me.

It's different after a warm bath... their hands feel colder in a way it feels like flipping a pillow in the middle of the night.

I don't know which mouth is on me, but the hands holding my thighs are Jade's, I can feel his rings. My knees are bent so he'll have access to what's underneath.

"For a straight guy, you sure are impatient, Jade."

Jonah leaned into my ear to play with my neck, making me squirm. "For someone who wants to break up with us, you sure are enjoying his tongue, aren't you darling?"

"Don't—! I didn't mean to... please, if my mom finds out..." Jonah responded by putting his hand over my mouth, tight and firm but his other hand is soft and gentle caressing my stomach, until they moved to my chest where he pinched a—"Mmfhh!"

"Sensitive?" He punched and pressed on my nipple like a button to activate my nerves, and Jade sucking me off is not helping with my need to release. "Come on, darling... you begged for me to make you feel better. What's an extra pair of hands to make you moan twice as much?"

"He'll be noisy."

"Good, I want his mom to hear."

When Jonah's hand left my mouth, I immediately gasp, "No! Don't—!"

But Jonah wrapped his arms around me tight, clamping a hand on my mouth.

"Xiao Lian... are you okay...?" A voice calls out in Mandarin.

How did my mother manage to walk up the stairs without me?! Moreover, why is Jade adding another finger as if my mother is not there?!

Jonah slowly lifted his hand, whispering, "Go on. Reassure your mother that her baby boy is well taken care of."

I winced when Jade moved his finger and tongue to torment me.

"M-mom... I'm fine! Please go to bed!"

Jonah whispered in my ear, "That's a good boy..." I felt my knees tremble.

"Xiao Lian... I'm... I'm very sorry I haven't been a good mother to you. I thought staying alive for you is enough to be called your mother, but I was barely one. I listened to you cry as if you were just the wind. I only cared about the bottle... oh my baby, I'm so sorry."

"Mom, it's okay," I answered in English, tearing up because hearing her say that as if she's sober meant... the world. "Mom please, I-I understand. Please go to bed!"

"Lian, you were right. It was heartbreak.

It was guilt. I betrayed the person I love.

.. and I regret ever doing it. It haunts me to this day.

Whenever I see you... I get reminded of the life I could've had with [them].

But now... I could never have that life.

Not when I don't deserve it. Not when I'll risk losing you. That's why..."

"Mmm... I..."

"Would I like to speak to her in person, darling? Should we just let her in and show her how well behaved you are in here?" Jonah removed my blindfold, as if I needed permission from him. "Or are you a naughty one? Hiding your real self from your mother?"

"Jonah, please..." He exposed my tears, I'm looking at him with bloodshot eyes. How insulting... but at the same time, being blindfolded with no control like this... god, it made me... made me...!

I whimpered to my mom, "It's... it's okay, mommy... I understand you were hurting. I'm sorry I couldn't comfort you all those years. I'm sorry... please. Don't worry... I'm still your son."

"I love you, Xiao Lian..."

I said in her home language, looking straight at Jade, "I love you."

When she walked away, Jade pulls his fingers out as he licks his lips clean. "Did you really have to make him cry, Jonelle?"

I sniffed, smiling through the tears as I wrapped my arms around the blonde's neck, my back arched. I beg him—them, "Make me feel better. Isn't that your job...?"