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Jackson: You coming over tonight?
Malia’s tongue sticks out the side of her mouth as she texts back a yeah, an involuntary reaction when using her phone. It’s been years since Scott found her and she still hasn’t gotten the hang of these things.
She rolls over to face Lydia, who’s on her stomach, hair tousled and deliciously naked.
“I have to go soon.”
“Movie night with Jackson?” Lydia murmurs, using the voice she always does when she mentions Jackson’s name.
Malia nods silently, shifting onto her back and staring at the ceiling. “It’s still hard to believe that I have a twin brother.”
“You look alike,” Lydia says, stroking her arm gently.
“Is that why you don’t look at me when we fuck?”
Lydia is silent and the finger on her arm disappears. “It’s complicated.”
“You want him,” Malia sneers, suddenly angry. She gets up, snatching her clothes off the floor and shoving them on. “But he doesn’t want you, he wants Isaac. So you go for the closest you can get: me.”
“No,” Lydia protests, pressing the sheet against her chest and sitting up. Her heart jumps, lie. “I want you.”
That’s true at least. “But you want him more.”
“It’s complicated,” Lydia repeats, and there are tears swimming in her eyes but right now, Malia doesn’t care. She’s hurt and angry and embarrassed.
She and Lydia aren’t even together. They’re fuck buddies at most, but it still stings to know that Lydia wants someone else. It fills her with jealousy, a dark, bitter emotion that makes her claws pop out, a growl threatening to come out.