three episode 38

♥️T.H.R.E.E♥️

THEME: {Where do I belong??}

✍️ Written By Precious Pinky✍️

❣️ Episode 38❣️

????Cleo’s pov????

She didn’t take her eyes off the door.

Her face were pale, her li-ps were parted open, her legs were trembling and her fist kept clenching and unclenching.

She was troubled from within.

She was afraid of whatever was going on in her mind.

I wanted to give support to her…I wanted to help her but the next words I heard from her abruptly stopped me from reaching out to her.

“I…I think I’m g-ay.”

I should be excited about this new confirmation… I should be glad that I still have a chance of winning Lexi’s heart but I don’t think there will be any heart to win.

And that’s because someone else already beat me to it without even trying.

*NO! I’M NOT LEAVING HERE UNTIL SHE WAKES UP!*

Her words echoed in my head as the pages kept fli-pping by in my head.

The realization….

The truth…. that Lexi likes Gwen…I was so scared of it.

I also looked at the closed door which had Gwen behind it….and slowly my gaze darted to Lexi.

It was obvious.

She wasn’t doing a good job in hiding her feelings and honestly, I wish she did.

My heart were heavy. It was aching furiously and damn, I was afraid that it might explode.

The pain…the failure at a chance of being with Lexi were imprinted in my head in block letters.

I stood up to my feet, taking a step back from Lexi, who didn’t even spare me a glance.

Why would she? After all, her crush was right inside that room so why the hell should she care about a girl standing beside her?

Yet again…I was left heartbroken. Just like that day.

I turned around and walked away, walking past Rowan without even saying a damn word to him.

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????Alexis’s pov????

It can’t be possible.

I love Rowan and he loves me too.

We both love each other and we are willing to sacrifice anything for the other.

I even empty my bank account for Rowan…I sacrifice a lot for him and I’m so willing to do more over and over again.

We’ve been together for more than a year now and we know a lot about each other..; our likes, dislikes, hobbies, favorite color, favorite artist, and so on…Rowan was my better half.

Our union wasn’t a mistake neither was it by deceit.

So why the hell should I be feeling this way for her?

Why was I jealous about the ki-ss she shared with Cleo?

Why did I almost hate Cleo for it?

Why did I feel so relieved when Cleo said the ki-ss meant nothing to neither of them?

Why won’t stupid heart stop beating whenever she was around me?

Why did I go back to my closet in search of that black leather hoodie?

What’s wrong with me?

God! I was frustrated. Pissed. Upset. Angry. Relieved…Most importantly,,, I was confuse.

And all of this emotions were eating me up.

I was still drowning in my rivers of emotions when I suddenly felt a warm palm on my shoulder, pulling me out from my depth of emotions.

I sharply turned around and find myself staring right into Rowan’s gentle eyes _the perfect eyes I fell in love with_

I looked de-eply into his eyes, hoping to feel something for him…searching for the one thing that made me fall in love with him but no matter how ha-rd I try, I just couldn’t spot it out.

This is all Fuc-ked up and I’m really not liking this at all.

*How did you know you were g-ay?*

*Uhm, I just couldn’t feel anything for men.*

That’s exactly what is going on with me. I wasn’t feeling anything for Rowan.

No…this can’t be.

Why do I have to be g-ay?

Why do my life have to turn out this way?

How will dad feel about this if I turn out to be g-ay?

No…my life can’t end this damn way.

*What’s mostly necessary in a relationship?* I remember when Pearl asked this question one particular day at school.

*Love, of course.* I had replied with a roll of my eyes.

Kathy scoffed, shaking her head in disappointment at me. *Love? what the hell does that even stand for?* She turned to Pearl. *There’s no relationship without se-x, dear. If your relationship lacks that simple thing then trust me, It’s bullshit.*

Kathy could be right.

Maybe that’s exactly what my relationship needs right now.

I grabbed Rowan’s hand and pulled him with me into the parking lot.

I spotted his car from the few ones around and walked towards it, still pulling him along.

“Where are your keys?” He quietly handed them to me, giving me a puzzled look. I unlocked the car. “Go on, get in.”

“Lexi, what’s going on with you? Why are you suddenly acting this strange?” He asked me, worriedly.

“Nothing is wrong with me, Babe. Just get inside the car.” I gave him a pleading look, praying silently that he would oblige without asking me any further questions.

Hopefully, God answered my prayers.

Rowan entered the backseat of the car while I hesitantly joined him, shutting the door closed.

I slowly straddled him on his lap and started ki-ssing him, taking him off guard.

I know this look crazy…no, I look crazy but I don’t Fuc-king care!

I need to prove the theory that I wasn’t g-ay. I need to prove my love for Rowan by mo-aning at his every touch.

I need to prove my feelings for Gwen to be wrong.

I can’t keep sniffing her hoodie just to get a good night sleep.

I really can’t…

The ki-ss between Rowan and I was a very hungry one…his hand moved down to my bu-tt, squeezing it as if his life depended on it.

He de-epened the ki-ss, sticking out his tongue and asking me foe permission.

I gave in to him, letting his tongue throu-gh. Our tongue began fighting for dominance.

I took a handful of his hair in my fingers and started moving my hips slowly right on his crotch.

Rowan let out a low gro-an and started ki-ssing my neck, switching up our position so easily.

I was lying down on the chair now while Rowan hovers over me, running his hands in every area of my body…I didn’t care…I wanted more right now.

I let out a low mo-an as I felt her fingertips at my inner thighs, bringing me up to cloud nine.

She started toying with my pan-ties…Fuc-k, I was we-t.

“Please…ki-ss me.” I pleaded in a low husky voice.

She gladly gave in, ki-ssing me with all she had within her while I responded to it, hoping for this event not to end.

I’ve never felt this way before… I’ve never felt this kind of plea-sure in my life!

The feelings…the plea-sure…Fuc-k, I wanted more.

I ran my hands down her chest, which felt broad and quite manly to belong to a girl but I didn’t care. I just ran my hands down, pinching her n!pples before going down to her trouser…

I was eager to take off the belt.

My eyes were shut all throu-gh. Suddenly I felt something warm around my n!pples… dammit, I couldn’t breath.

Her mouth were doing magic to my bre-ast while she toyed with the other one in her hand.

I pushed her head further into my bre-ast . I just don’t want this to end.

“Oh God…” I mo-an-ed in plea-sure, su-cking in de-ep few breaths throu-ghmy teeth.

But everything was cut short as soon as I opened my eyes and saw her staring right down at me.

Yes…her.

“Gwendolyn…” Her name rolled off my li-ps in form of a mo-an before I could even stop it.

“What the hell!?”

Everything clic-ked back just as I heard that de-ep menacing voice that definitely doesn’t belongs to Gwen.

I snapped back to reality and saw Rowan glaring at me as he pulled away from me.

Fuc-k, I can’t believe myself right now.

Why the fu-ckdid I imagine Fuc-king her when it was suppose to be Rowan.

I thought when I shut the door closed, I shut the world out as well but no, she still had a chance to sli-p throu-gh.

Wait, was it because I imagined having se-x with Gwen that’s why I responded to it like that?

Nah. It’s not possible.

Right???

“Bab…”

“Did you bring me out here to ridicule me?” He asked angrily. “Wait…did you imagine Fuc-king Gwendolyn?” I opened my mouth to talk but he continued, not giving me the opportunity to state my mind.

But come to think of it, what was I going to say if he did give me a chance to explain myself?

I was suddenly thrown off the cliff as soon as I heard his next words or should I say… question.

“Lexi, do you love me? Or wait, the question here should be…” He cleared his throat. “Are you really g-ay?”

Now that’s the questions I have no Fuc-king answer to.

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????Gwen’s pov????

“You might regret this decision, princess.” Dad said with a sigh.

“Dad, I won’t regret it. I swear. The only thing I will regret is accepting to go back home to Boston.”

“But you miss home.” He pointed out.

“Yes I do. But I can’t go back home. Besides mom doesn’t care about me so what’s the point of going back there to Boston?”

“Your mom cares about you, Love. She was only taking the easiest way.” He stated, giving me those fatherly gaze.

I mentally rolled my eyes, sighing. “I’m fine here, dad. And besides I love it here in New York. It’s practically my home now.”

To be honest, I wanted to go back home to Boston.

I’ve missed everything there..; I’ve miss the food, the weather, school, my friends and most especially my three best friends,,, Ken, Eddie and Nathan.

But what’s the essence of going back home when mom doesn’t even care?

She left without even saying a damn word to me.

Yes, maybe she did came along as soon as she heard about my predicament but why the hell did she have to leave?

Why didn’t she at least let me say goodbye to her?

Do I really mean nothing to her?

Was I just a child born out of a mistake???

I wonder.

Dad could see the questions blazing in my eyes.

His li-ps stretched into a wide grin as he spread out his arms, indirectly asking me to come in.

I did just that. I shifted towards him and went into his arms, resting my head on his chest and shut my eyes close.

He stroked my back softly and dropped a gentle ki-ss at the top of my head.

“I’ve missed you so much.” He mumbled under his breath, tightening his arms around me.

“Me too, daddy.”

We stayed like this for close to an hour until the moment was cut short by the sound of the door opening.

Dad and I pulled apart and stared at the person who just barged inside the room without even knocking and damn, I was dumbstruck at what I saw….or should I say, at what I’m seeing.

What the hell is going on here???

****To Be Continued****