♥️T.H.R.E.E♥️
THEME: {Where do I belong??}
✍️Written By Precious Pinky✍️
❣️Episode 44❣️
????Gwen’s pov????
~Gwen, snap out of this shit hole…what the hell are you doing? Do you really want to ki-ss this jerk? Like su-ckit up and get out of this trance!~ My head kept screaming at me but I couldn’t cooperate with it.
He was leaning in…his breath were fanning my face…God, I Fuc-king shut my eyes close, waiting to feel his li-ps against mine.
When suddenly I was snapped back to reality as soon as his li-ps brushed mine.
I quickly pulled away, headbu-tting him on the face.
He yelped, falling down on the floor as he held his nose.
Fuc-k.
“What the hell!?” He snapped, coming up to his feet, still holding his nose.
“Why did you try to ki-ss me?” I fired back, trying to justify my actions.
“You should have simply stopped me instead of headbu-tting me! Fuc-k!” He gro-aned, rushing over to stare at his face at the long mirror in my room.
“You…You should never have tried ki-ssing me. Like what the hell?” I knew I was wrong with my actions but hell, why should I admit to it?
He turned to look at me, narrowing his eyes at me.
He wasn’t bleeding but it was as red as a tomato. Now I was feeling bad for my actions.
I should have just pushed him off me and slap him _okay, that was still violent _ I should have just push him off and hit him on the crotch _okay, that’s worse_ I should have just push him off and give him a giant knock on the head _Damn, why does everything have to be violent_
~Maybe you should have just pushed him off and not do anything~ My subconsciousness suggested.
“But you shut your eyes close…you look ready to ki-ss me back as well.” He pointed out.
I scratched the nape of neck, knowing fully well that he was right.
~Dammit Gwen, you Fuc-ked up there!~
“That doesn’t change anything!” I said in denial, gazing at his nose once again. “I…” I cleared my throat. “Sorry about that. I just…” I gulped. “…went on defensive mode. You shouldn’t have tried ki-ssing me.”
He clic-ked his tongue, stepping away from the mirror as he came to sit back on the chair he was once sitting on. “You are too brutal.”
I smirked. “Sorry.”
He arched a brow at me in surprise. “You just apologized.”
“Hey, I’m not like you, okay? I know when to apologize when I offend someone.” I stated, rolling my eyes.
He stared at me for a minute before shrugging. “At least you know you did offended me.”
“Well, I was wrong by headbu-tting you on the face but you still deserved it.” I smirked.
He sighed, shaking his head. “What was I expecting? You will forever be a tigress.”
“I had prefer tiger but anyway, thanks for the compliment.” For the first time ever, I enjoyed Brenden’s company which of course was just us throwing insult and teasing at each other.
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????Alexis’s pov????
“Oh God…Fuc-k…” The lady kept mo-aning as she clutched the bedsheet, shutting her eyes close.
Her loud mo-an and screaming filled the small room while the man kept gr-unting and gro-aning as he thru-st in and out of her.
“This is so annoying.” Pearl sighed, running her fingers throu-ghher hair in annoyance.
“Like seriously. I can’t believe you called us here to watch p**** with you, Lexi.” Kathy said, narrowing her eyes at me. “You are torturing us, girl.”
I know what you guys are thinking and yup, you are so right!
I called my two best friends over to watch this Fuc-king movie with me.
I thought it will be better off watching p**** with someone than doing it alone but trust me, there was no different.
I still felt nothing.
Kathy and Pearl have been tossing about on the bed, gro-aning every now and then.
They were w*t,,, I could tell.
But why wasn’t I?
What the f is wrong with me?
I paused the movie, putting an end to the loud mo-ans and gr-unt and turned to look at my two best friends. “Do you think I have an illness?”
They both wide-ned their eyes surprise at my question. “What? Illness?” They both repeated in unison. “What are you talking about?” Kathy asked this time around, sitting upright to look me dee-per in the eyes.
I shrugged. “I don’t know…you both seem turned on by watching this garbage,” I gestured to the paused movie. “But why am I not?”
“Maybe because…the guy look ugly?” Pearl suggested.
“He’s face is blur.” I pointed out.
“Okay, maybe because…the girl’s scream is loud and annoying?” Kathy suggested again.
“That’s what make it more se-xual.” I reasoned out in frustration almost at the verge of pulling out my hair. “And besides, you guys are still turned on regardless of the flaws.”
“Hey, I’m a s** addict, girl. I can even get turned on just by watching two dogs Fuc-k.” Kathy said nonchalantly, smirking.
She wasn’t wrong there.
Sometimes I wonder how I got to be friends with someone as wild as Kathy.
She was just like Brenden…s€x is their life.
They can Fuc-king do anything for it.
Like come on!
I turned to look at Pearl, waiting for her own explanation.
She sighed, sitting upright as well now. “I haven’t had s** in a while now…does that explain anything?”
I gro-aned, rolling my eye at the both of them. “This is annoying.”
“Listen girl, have you talked things out with Rowan?”
“About what?” I questioned.
“About his failure in bed. If he can’t make you mo-an then it’s his problem and not yours. Besides, how about you try my suggestion?”
I raised a confuse brow at her. “What suggestion?”
“You know…Fuc-k some random dude at a club. But if you are scared of contracting STD…I will try hook you up with a guy I know. Trust me…” I quickly cut Kathy off before she can continue.
“I’m not going to cheat on Rowan.” I said sternly.
“Arrrrgh!” Kathy gro-aned loudly, pulling her hair in the process. “You are so strong, girl. How are you coping in a relationship as frustrating as this? Damn girl, respect!” She said dramatically, rolling her eyes.
“But what if I’m the problem?” My mind wandered off to the s€x Rowan and I had in his car.
Fuc-k, I can’t believe I imagined Fuc-king Gwen and enjoyed it?
What the hell is going on with me???
I can’t be g-ay, right?
“You keep thinking you are the problem,” Pearl observed. “Is there something you aren’t telling us?”
Should I tell them?
What will they think or say about me if I tell them about it?
Will they still love me like they do now?
I know how Pearl detest g-ays but at least she accepted Gwen even when rumor went around about she and Cleo dating…so she will definitely accept me too, right?
I run my we-t tongue over my li-ps, adjusting myself on the bed and let off a de-ep breath. I think I should take the risk.
“Uhm… I had s€x with Rowan,” I began. “And I…um… enjoyed it.”
“Really? So why are you still killing yourself then?” Pearl grinned.
Kathy studied me for a while before asking. “That’s a good thing, right?”
I quietly shook my head ‘no’ earning a puzzled look from my friends.
“Why?” They both asked me.
Oh my God…can I really risk this friendship?
If I lose my friends now…how the hell will I be able to cope?
But they love me, right? They love me and will always stick by me even though I turn out to be g-ay, right?
Wait a minute,,, was i admitting to be g-ay??? Of course nah.
“While we were having s€x, I was imagining someone else…”
“Oh my Fuc-king vagina!” Kathy gasped, smirking.
“No way!” Pearl added, laughing.
“I knew Rowan was the problem here and not you. So tell me, who was it that you imagined? Ian Somerhalder?” She arched a brow at me.
Pearl scrunched up her face. “Why will she imagine him instead of Paul Wesley.”
“What? Paul Wesley? Oh please, Ian is way hotter. I saw how you drool whenever he takes off his shirt.”
“And I saw how you left your mouth hanging open whenever Paul also takes off his shirt.”
“No. My mouth is always open like that.”
Before I knew it, they started arguing about who is hotter between the two guys.
Well, I’m not surprise about their argumentation. I know how obsessed this two is with Vampire diaries and their actors. Especially with the two brothers.
“Fine. Let’s hear from the horse’s mouth.” They both turned to look at me. “Who was it that you imagined…Ian or Paul?” Kathy asked.
I gulped, fiddling with my fingers. “Neither.”
“Neither? Like none of them?” Pearl asked and I nod my head. “Oh. Well, Paul is still hotter.”
“No, Ian is way hotter.” Kathy argued back.
“Girls, can we please just focus?” I cut in.
“Oh yeah.” They both responded in unison, focusing their attention back to me.
Silence. It was quiet for a while until I decided to break the ice with my little tiny confession…
“It was Gwendolyn.”
“Oh…you mean Gwen….YOU IMAGINED Fuc-kING GWENDOLYN!?”
~Okay, I rephrase….it was a huge confession.
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????Gwen’s pov????
“Hello love!” Elena stepped inside the room, making her way towards me with a huge grin on her face.
Cleo trailed behind her, looking so unhappy.
As you all already know I haven’t seen Cleo for almost week and now that I’m finally seeing her, she doesn’t look so good…or happy.
Was something bothering her?
Or maybe she was still mad at me with the way i treated her that day…but she ki-ssed me… doesn’t that mean anything to her?
Cleo haven’t spare me a glance as she walked inside my ward along with Elena.
And I kinda feel hurt about that.
“How are you feeling now, love?” Elena asked now, sitting down on the empty chair beside my bed.
Brenden had just left thirty minutes ago and to be quite honest, it was quite fun with him around.
We didn’t talk about anything serious other than insulting and teasing each other…oh wait, you guys already know about that.
“I’m fine.” I answered, averting my gaze to Elena. “What are you doing here?”
“What sort of a question is that? My grandkid is here so why shouldn’t I come over to visit her?”
Okay. That makes sense.
“Have you eaten?” She asked.
I scrunched up my face, shaking me head. “Hospital’s food su-ck.”
She laughed, “I know and that’s why I asked Cleo and her mother to make you something.” She flic-kered her fingers towards Cleo’s direction.
Cleo immediately handed her the flask of food that they had brou-ght along.
That was so disrespectful. She should have called her name and ask her for the food instead of flic-kering her fingers like that as if Cleo was a robot.
I decided to just brush it off.
Elena took one spoonful of rice and brou-ght it up to my face. “Ahh,”
Does she intend to feed me?
“Come on Gwen, open up your mouth.” She instructed.
I tried not to roll my eyes at her.
Key word: Tried.
“You don’t have to feed me, Elena. My hands are not weak.” I was going to collect the spoon from her but she pulled away from my reach, giving me a stern look. “What?”
“You should start calling me grandma now, love. After all, I’m your father’s mother.”
“You promised not to force anything on me, Elena.”
“I did?”
Of course she didn’t.
But hey, she’s old and would think she has forgotten _Not my problem_
“Do you think I will lie about that?” I asked, feigning innocence when in reality I was far from that.
She laughed. “Of course not, darling. But you are right, you should be more comfortable and call me grandma when you are ready. I won’t force it.” Better. “But I still want to feed you by myself. Please don’t refuse me.” She pleaded.
I dragged off a long sigh before opening my mouth, she grinned as she shoved the food into my mouth.
This is so annoying.
I never want to fall sick. Ever again!
This was torture.
She continually fed me while I kept gro-aning mentally at my inability to say no to her.
Elena seemed so nice to me, so there’s no a-ssurance that she was the problem between mom and dad, right?
Maybe it was her husband, Mr Joe…damn, that old man hardly says a word.
She was about to shove another spoon into my mouth when she was interrupted by the ringtone of her phone, making me want to jump up for joy.
She gro-aned, peeling out her phone from her bag but her face broke into a smile as soon as she saw the caller ID _It’s probably her silent husband_ She excuse herself and left the ward to answer the call.
~Please take your time~
Finally it was just me and Cleo. Should I be happy about that?
Well only time will tell, I guess.
“Cleo?” I called out, earning a quick glance from her. Wait, was she avoiding me by any chance?
“How are you?” She asked not looking at me.
“If you really care then you should be staring at me and not looking elsewhere.” I said in annoyance.
She hummed, still not looking at me.
“Cleo, what’s the matter? Are you still mad at me about that day? Or does this have anything to do with the ki-ss we shared?”
Her gaze slowly darted to me and I could swear on my life that I saw a glint of hurt in her eyes.
What’s going on???
She approached me on the bed and sat down at the edge of it, staring closer at me.
“No.” She replied. “And hey, I’m sorry about that. I shouldn’t have just ki-ssed you like that without your…”
I cut in. “I’ve done that to you before, remember? So yes, we are even now.”
She laughed quietly. “But I was still wrong. We are cool about that, right?”
“Of course. But shouldn’t I be the one to ask you that question? You haven’t come around to visit me and now that you did… you were avoiding to even look at me. Listen,” I cleared my throat, reaching out to hold her hand. “If it’s about that day, I’m really sorry, Cleo. I shouldn’t have snapped out at you like that. I shouldn’t have said those mean words that I do not mean to you as well. I… I just wanted you to leave so you wouldn’t notice how I was struggling to stand still… I didn’t…”
“Shhh.” She shushed me, glaring at me now. “You can’t ever do something like that again, Gwendolyn. If you are sick then tell someone. You can always act to be okay. It’s alright to be weak.”
“I hate being weak.”
“Me too. But if I fall today doesn’t mean I won’t stand tomorrow, Gwen. And neither does it make me weak. If I receive your help today doesn’t mean stupidity…Life is all about give and take.” She squee-zed my hand gently, smiling.
“So you are not mad at me?” I asked just to be clear.
“Nah. I figured you didn’t meant those words that day. If anything I should be mad at myself for believing those words.”
“Hey, you don’t trust me and neither do you know what I’m capable of, so it’s normal to have fallen for those lies.” I shrugged. “But Cleo, I trust you. You are like a sister that I never had. I might just know you for months but you’ve become someone very important to me now. And whoever messes with you or your mother messes with me as well.” I throw my hands in the air with my fist clenched.
Cleo laughed, brushing off a strand of hair from my face to the back of my ear. “You are funny, my Gwen.” I smiled. “And hey, I will keep that last sentence in mind about ‘whoever messes with my mom and I messes with you as well’” She air quote the word, grinning. “So bear this in mind as well…I trust you. And you are like a sister to me. I love you so much. And the few months I’ve spent with you is enough to know the kind of a person you are. And I love it.” She cupped my face in her warm palms. “You are fearless, bold, amazing, beautiful, gorgeous, funny…” We both laughed. “You seem tough outside but you have a warm heart inside. I’m so glad to have met someone as wonderful as you, Gwendolyn.” She scooted closer to me and pulled me into an embrace.
I hug-ged her back, smiling.
“I will bear those words in mind, my Cleo.” She laughed. Silence. “But,” I pulled out of the embrace. “Why then didn’t you come over to visit me?”
She froze at my question but quickly brush it off by bringing me back into her arms.
“Just forget about that. After all, I’m here now.”
Okay, let’s forget about the past then.
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
“We should never ki-ss each other again.” We both said at the same time and bursted into laughter.
****To Be Continued****