"Oh Mikey..." Jake said.

"...You can't hide from us forever." Jack finished. I held his breath as he heard their voices get closer to the closet door. Soon I could hear their footsteps get further and further away. When I felt the coast was clear I peeked my head out of the closet and looked left and right, and saw no one. I took a sigh of relief and stepped out of the closet, and tiptoed to my room and quietly closed the door and went over to my bed and collapsed.

"I don't know how much more I can take this." I said to myself. I was the youngest of three in this family. I have two older twin brothers and they were the same yet different. They were both overprotective of me. Jake who was older by four minutes was 5'7, he had short brown hair and green eyes. He was quite fit from playing basketball and sometime we play together even though I'm not in to sports that much. He was the nicest person if you stay on his good side, and has the most sweetest smile. Jack was the younger twin and stood at 5'6 and he was a wild card. He had long curly brown hair that almost reached his shoulders, sometimes he would tie it back. Jack was very charismatic and funny and usually laid back, but when he's at his karate practice he's like whole different person, well he is a third degree black belt. Sometimes he would teach me how to defend myself. I on the other hand have short curly brown hair and am 5'4. I'm not really muscular like my brothers. Now that I'm thirteen and they're sixteen we still hang out but in different ways. I lied there for a minute until I felt a two pair of hands rub my stomach. My eyes shot open to see Jake and Jack standing over me smiling.

"Looks like we found you." Jake said.

"Aw man. I should have just stayed in the closet" I whined.

"You know you can't stand being away from us." Jack grabbed my sides and started tickling me I instantly jumped and laughed. He knew I was ticklish. Jack leaned down and kissed me on the forehead and his hair tickled my nose in the process. Jake went over to the TV and picked a movie from the stack.

"Alright how about we watch a movie." We all sat on the floor at the foot of my bed, but Jake pulled me so I could sit on his lap.

"Hold on a minute. I want Mikey to sit on my lap." Jack protested.

"Well to bad. He likes sitting on my lap more don't you Mikey."

"Actually I like sitting in both of your laps." I said trying not to pick a side.

"Aw come Mikey..." Jake started nibbling on the right side of my neck.

"...We know you prefer one of us over the other..." Jack nibbled on the other side.

"...So which one of us do you prefer." I was melting under their touch. I had to think quick before I caved in. So I what I could do to get them back. I grabbed their dicks through their shorts and they both moaned.

"Does that answer your question?" I asked. They both nodded. We began watching Toy Story 3 with me sitting in between them. We were half way through the movie when we heard a car outside pull up and the front door open. I started to get nerves. I forgot dad was coming back today from his business trip. If I could describe dad in a word, it would be two-faced. To everybody else he's a saint. He treats everyone so nice, but after he's done working he goes off somewhere. We know he sneaks off to some far away bar so no one knows, but he always come home drunk and ready to hit something. He's always trying to yell at me nothing, but Jake and Jack won't let him get anywhere near me.

"Mikey, you little shit, where are you!?" Dad yelled. I didn't want to go down there. He probably already has his belt out. Tears started forming as I buried my face in Jack's chest. I knew they were mad. Anything that upsets me Jake and Jack always try to fix it. I heard Jake whisper something to Jack then he ruffled my hair and went down stairs. Jack pulled me on to his lap and he comforted me as Jake delt with it.

"It'll be alright Mikey, we won't let him hurt you." Jack asured as he kissed my forehead. He continued to calm me down by letting me play with his long hair, but it was short lived when I started to hear yelling and a loud bang. Jack held me tighter as we heard footsteps coming up the stairs. When the door opened Jake came stomping in, his eyes full of rage.

"Get your stuff." Jake said grabbing my bag from my closet.

"Where are we going?" I asked as me and Jack stood up.

"Just get your stuff!" Jake snapped. I flinched, because I've never seen Jake this angry. His expression changed from angry to saddness seeing me so scared. He came over and pulled me into a tight hug and I returned it.

"I'm sorry Mikey. Dad just needs some time to cool off while he waits for people from his job come and talk to him, so we're just going to stay at the motel in town for the weekend" Jake explained. We went and packed some clothes from our rooms went down stairs. Dad was pacing in the living room and I looked back as we went out the door. He didn't even spare a glance. We got in Jeep Wrangler Jake and Jack shared and went off. The trip was quite the whole time. When we arrived at the motel we got our room key and went into our room. It was actually a pretty nice room, but I should have known it would be considering that Dad actually does give us money, but only to get out of his face. We all sat our stuff down and sat on the bed. I can't believe we have to stay here for the weekend I'm at least glad it's the beginning of summer, but it still doesn't change the fact that I'm sad.

"It's getting late, we should just sleep this off." Jake said. He, Jack, and I got under the covers with me in the middle. They both wrapped their arms around my waist.

"We love you Mikey." They said in unison.

"I love you too." I said as sleep over took me.