♥️T.H.R.E.E♥️
THEME: {Where do I belong??}
✍️Written By Precious Pinky✍️
❣️Episode 45 & 46❣️
????Alexis’s pov????
“Uhm,” I stared in between my two best friends whose faces were still in de-ep shock, trying to process my huge confession. I know how difficult it was to take that words in. Even me, I was still battling with it inside my head.
Thirty Fuc-king minutes and they still weren’t getting any words out.
Should I just scream and say; ‘It’s a prank, girls! I got you both.’ and laugh it out?
Will there be any difference?
I don’t know but their silence were killing me.
It was doing nothing to help with this situation but rather making everywhere a little bit…very stuffy for me.
I’m drowning in my thoughts of condemnation and what’s more worse than that?
I needed their confrontation…their advice and support. No, not that support of me being g-ay but the support to tell me that I was wrong and maybe I was just thinking about Gwen’s health at that time and nothing else.
I know that’s a very stupid excuse but still!
Kathy was the first to get out of the shock as she gulped down her saliva finally closing her mouth but she didn’t say anything.
What the hell!?
Were they already condemning me inside their heads?
Do they hate me now?
Was I disgusting and irritating?
Fuc-k, what the hell was I even thinking?
“Girls,,,please say something.” I said pleadingly, giving them a sad look.
Kathy opened her mouth to talk but Pearl beat her to it and for a split second I wish she didn’t just say anything.
“WHAT THE HELL, LEXI?” She sprung up to her feet, staring down at me. “What are you saying? How can you imagine that shit while having s-ex with Rowan and enjoyed it? That’s so crazy.”
“I know but…” She quickly cuts me off immediately.
“There’s no way my best friend is g-ay. Never. Do you know how embarra-ssing that will be? I’ve changed clothes with you in the room and you’ve never for once reacted so where is this shit coming from?” She might not have said it directly but it was quite obvious that she was already ashamed of me.
Kathy saw the glint of hurt in my eyes at Pearl’s word and decided to cut in. “Pearl, calm down. You are taking this to far. She never said she was g-ay.”
“She said she imagined having s-ex with Gwen while being with Rowan and for once in her life she enjoyed it. What does that mean to you, Kat.” She threw her hands up in the air as if in frustration. “It means she imagined Gwen’s touch, her ki-ss, her li-ps, her…” She shakes her head vigorously, irritated by even the imagination. “That’s so disgusting.”
“Pearl, you are hurting her with your words!” Kathy yelled at the top of her voice, standing up as well. “I know how much you hate g-ays but hell they are humans too.”
“They are disgusting humans.” She corrected, making a face at the thoughts. “And now I want to be best friends with one? No Fuc-king way.”
Kathy glared at her now. “Disgusting?” She repeated. “Is that what you think of Cleo and Gwen as well?” She asked. “You seemed genuinely happy for them when we all thought they were dating, remember?”
Pearl rolled her eyes. “Gwen later explained to us that she wasn’t with Cleo, remember?” She huffed out a breath. “And yeah, I was happy for them but hey do I need to remind you that we aren’t close with them. Hell, whatever they do or turn out to be isn’t any of my business.”
“Are you trying to say Lexi is your business?”
“Of course she is. She is my best friend and I love her so much.”
“If you really mean what you just said then you should be fine with whatever she ‘turns out to be.’” Kathy defended, air quoting the last sentence.
“You don’t get, Kat.” Pearl sighed. “Yes, I love Lexi but the thought of she being g-ay…?” She cringed. “I’ve changed in front of her… I’ve pooed in front of her…we’ve all had our bath together… She saw my nak-ed ness… she knows every part of my damn body, Kat. Tell me, what’s the different between a g-ay and a boy?”
“PEARL!”
God, was this what my best friend thought of me?
There’s no a-ssurance that I was truly g-ay yet but here she is, judging me already. Judging g-ays out there in the world.
I was hurt beyond repairs… I quietly stood up to my feet, grabbed my phone and car keys and left the room, ignoring Kathy’s call.
I can’t take anymore insult from my ‘suppose best friend’ How can she be this mean and heartless?
How can she just open her mouth and say anything without even thinking about how hurtful it will be to the person listening?
How can she still admit to love me when she was already condemning me, making me feel lesser than I already felt.
I wanted their support and encouragement and not their judgement and criticism but what can I say, I got the opposite.
After all, my own thoughts of condemnation were far more better than what I got.
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“Babe, what are you doing here?” Rowan asked, opening the door wide for me to enter.
I walked inside, taking off my shoes at the doorstep and putting on a fluffy sli-ppers in front of the door.
Rowan slammed the door shut behind us and followed after me.
I couldn’t think of better place to go aside from his house.
My best friends were at my house and obviously, I left home to be away from them.
Brenden wasn’t around and I still don’t know whether he was still at the hospital or not.
I’ve decided to start avoiding Gwendolyn again… I know it’s foolish but I’m trying to save myself here, okay?
If my best friend, Pearl could think of me as shit if I turn out to be actual g-ay then what else will others think?
It hurts to hear one person say something like that to you talk more of the whole world.
I wonder how Cleo survived the embarra-ssed and judgement.
I gro-aned, plopping down on the couch and threw my head back against the headrest, staring up at the blank ceilings.
I heard Rowan footsteps but didn’t do anything neither did I even look at him.
My heart were heavy and it feels like I would break down any moment from now.
“Here,” I heard Rowan calm voice. I slowly sat upright and sighted his outstretched hand of a cup of something directed at me. “You look down.”
I hummed collecting the cup from him and stared down at it to see, “coffee?” I questioned, raising a brow at him.
He laughed, sitting down beside me. “It seemed like you needed it.”
“Who needs coffee to calm down, Babe?” I rolled my eyes but still took a sip from the black coffee. “Yuck!” I shivered at the bitterness of it.
He chuckles at my reaction. “Sweet, right?”
I made a face at him. “Who still takes black coffee?”
He shrugged. “I still do.”
I clic-ked my tongue, shaking my head at him. “You amaze sometimes. Here, enjoy.” I gave back the barely touched coffee to him. “I will rather swallow my saliva than to have this shit called ‘black coffee’ again.”
“Hey, you are disrespecting my beautifully made coffee.” He pouted, making me laugh as well.
He chug-ged down the whole thing in the cup, making me want to puke.
I could practically feel the taste in my mouth…oh, I had a little of the poison, how can I forget that self torture.
He dropped the cup on the table beside him, lic-king his mouth to take in every of the shit that sli-pped off his mouth.
There’s no way I will ki-ss this guy until he brush his teeth.
He stared at me and laughed at my facial expression of him.
“Stop staring like that, love.” He laughed.
I shrugged. “I can’t help but wonder.” I whispered.
“It’s just coffee not poison.” He pointed out, stretching himself on the couch.
“I see no different.” I chirped in, trying to get rid of the image of him drinking the poison and the taste in my mouth. I look around. “Do you have juice or chocolate in the house?” I stood up to my feet going towards the refrigerator.
“I guess?” He sounded unsure.
I whined. “Please do.”
I opened the refrigerator and saw Kit kat chocolate, grinning at me…my favorite.
I grabbed it and skipped my way back to sit down beside Rowan with a huge grin on my face.
“Don’t tell me you are looking this happy because of that chocolate.”
“You got it right, baby!” I winked, taking a bite of the heaven and mo-an-ed at the sweetness of it.
Rowan just sat there and watch me mo-an to the heavenly made chocolate. God bless whichever company made it.
I didn’t mind his stare as I munched at my KitKat, taking out that bitter made coffee _no thanks, babe_
To be honest I’m glad I came here because right now I feel so excited and I’ve also forgotten about what happened earlier between my two best friends…okay, maybe I haven’t forgotten but I feel more at ease right now.
“What happened today, babe?” Rowan suddenly asked me, putting a stop to my munching, mo-aning and excitement.
It’s funny how one question could change the atmosphere.
Here I was thinking everything would be fine with me being here so I wouldn’t get reminded of Pearl’s words but Fuc-k, I was so wrong.
I took one bite of the chocolate, lowering down my gaze. “I…”
“Did you get into a fight with your friends?” Was it that obvious? Can’t i just fight with anybody that doesn’t have to be my friends?
Well he was wrong there though but still!
I huffed, dropping the rest of the KitKat chocolate on the table and focused all of my attention on Rowan.
“I told my friends,” I mumbled under my breath, knowing fully well that he was going to be mad at me for that.
Our se-x life are private and should be treated as that but me being me,,, I just had to expose myself and faced humiliation _what a tragic adventure_
A raised a confuse brow at me, looking confuse.
I cleared my throat, adjusting myself in the couch as I opened my mouth to speak. “I…told my friends what happened while we were having s-ex in your car.”
His eyes suddenly wide-ned at that confession, making me want to disappear out of this planet called earth.
“WHAT!?”
“I know it was very wrong of me to do so but I just needed an advice.” I tried to defend myself and my stupid actions.
“Advice?” He repeated with a scoff. “What advice were you actually looking for, Lexi? A confirmation that you aren’t g-ay? or the advice were the friends say; “follow your heart and go with whatever it chooses?” Huh? I don’t get, Lexi. Why will you go about telling people about our Fuc-king s-ex life!”
“People?” I calmly repeated, surprise at the fact that he referred my friends with so little respect. “They are my best friends, Rowan an not just anybody.”
He rolled his eyes, hissing at that. “They are still strangers in our relationship, Lexi!”
“They are my best friends!” I yelled angrily.
“Well yeah. But they aren’t needed in our relationship and s-ex activities. What we do in the secret doesn’t have to go open to the whole world.”
What? Whole world?
Where are all this shit coming out from?
How can he speak so little of my friends?
Yes, Pearl humiliated me and taught me a very big but good lesson not to discuss my relationship life but that doesn’t give Rowan the right to insult them!
“What’s wrong with you, Rowan? Where are all this shit coming out from?” I voiced out my thoughts, a little mad at him.
“I’m sorry, Lexi. But I’m just so disappointed at you. Tell me, now that you told them about it, what happened? Judging by how upset you were when you walked throu-ghmy doors, you looked very pissed which only meant one thing,” He raised a brow, giving me a suspicious look. “They didn’t take it in quite well.”
I clenched my fist tightly and my jaw as I took in his words which were actually true.
The tears were threatening to fall but I was being too stubborn to let them go, especially not here,,, not in front of Rowan.
I didn’t say anything neither did I look at him in the eyes… I was just seated like a carved statue and trust me it’s better that way.
Rowan took in a de-ep breath as he moved closer towards me, wrapping his arms around my slender body, holding me close to his warmer self.
I didn’t pull back or make any move.
He started stro-king my back gently, continually apologizing for his words.
Slowly a tiny drip of water dropped on my thighs, making me realize that the tears has finally won the battle.
I couldn’t stop myself from crying even more because I’m seriously pained right now.
Pearl’s words were still frozen in my head and each Fuc-king time I replay that trash in my head…I felt broken over and over again.
“You don’t have to cry, Imagining Gwen during s-ex doesn’t mean anything, okay? You love me, right?” I hesitate a little before nodding my head ‘yes’ “You see, now isn’t it obvious that you are straight?”
This was what I wanted. A rea-ssurance that all was fine.
This was just the support I needed so badly.
I look up at Rowan with my teary eyes, cupping his cheeks in my palms.
“Aren’t you mad at me?”
He smiled as he shook his head, pressing a soft ki-ss on my palm. “Why should I? My girlfriend mo-an-ed during s-ex with me for the first time.” He leaned closer and placed a gentle ki-ss on my forehead. “You might have mistakenly mo-an-ed out Gwen’s name but that doesn’t mean anything. After all, I was the one performing the wonders and not Gwen.”
My li-ps slowly stretched into a smile and I stood up from the couch and sat down on his lap, straddling him.
I leaned closer and pressed a ki-ss on his cheek, forehead, ear and nose but didn’t make any move to his li-ps.
“I’ve decide to avoid Gwen for the time being, babe.” I announced.
“Are you sure that’s what you want?” He questioned, worried about my friendship with Gwen.
Rowan is such a darling and doesn’t deserve to get hurt by anyone _especially not by me_
I nod my head, wrapping my arms around his neck and buried my fingers into his dark hair.
“Yes. I love you, Rowan. And I’m willing to avoid anything that would ruin my feelings for you.”
Something flashed in his eyes but it varnished just as it came.
What’s going on with Rowan?
Was he by any chance hiding something from me?
Wait, why exactly did he come to the hospital that day?
It definitely couldn’t have been to visit Gwendolyn, right???
Was he going to tell me something?
I opened my mouth to talk but was rudely interrupted by a knock coming from the front door.
I gro-aned, refusing to get off his lap which practically made he laugh at my whining.
“Babe, I have to answer the door.” He said into my ear, ki-ssing my earlobe which of course, didn’t cause any reaction.
“Don’t worry about that,,, I will go and answer it.” I sluggishly got off his lap then walked down to the front door, with a de-ep frown on my face.
“Rowan!” A female voice called from outside, making me a bit confuse.
I know Rowan lived with just his mother and brother and nope, that voice doesn’t belong to his mother.
Okay, maybe it was one of his neighbors who just needed to borrow something from him…I guess.
I unlocked the door and turned the knob open, revealing a smiling face.
But the smile dropped immediately she saw me standing in front of her.
And as for me, my frown de-epened as I stared at her, wondering what the hell she’s doing at my boyfriend’s house.
“Babe, who is it?” Rowan asked from inside.
She flic-ked her hair to the back of her ear, giving me the look that says; I wasn’t expecting you around, okay?
Why wasn’t I surprise? Oh, because everyone knows how bit-ch y this bit-ch can be.
But that’s less of my worry right now… What was Lena doing here at Rowan’s house were my bigger worry.
Rowan approached me and came to stand beside me and just as his gaze made contact with hers, his smile dropped and his body went stiff.
It’s official… something is definitely wrong.
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????Brenden’s pov????
“You’ve been looking so happy since you got back from the hospital…. what’s the good news?” Arthur asked, sitting down beside me at the bar.
“What are you talking about?” I asked, acting to be clueless as I took a swig of my martini shot.
He laughed, realizing my intention. “Playing dumb, huh?”
I rolled my eyes. “Did you really left the dance floor to talk to me about trashy stuffs?”
“This isn’t trashy, man but something very serious.” He defended, giving me a look I couldn’t quite comprehend. “You’ve been acting really strange since you met Gwendolyn. Like come on, you even remember her name!” He yelled over the music, grinning like an idiot.
“I remember her name doesn’t mean any Fuc-king thing, Arthur. And stop being so cheesy, it’s annoying the shit out of me right now.” I scowled, downing the remaining shot and ordering for another one. “Where is Davis?” I asked now in attempt to change the topic.
He looked over at the dance floor and shake his head drily at what he was staring at.
I trailed his gaze and came to see Davis almost at the verge of Fuc-king a girl right in the middle of the dance floor.
I also shook my head looking away from them to focus my attention on my phone and martini.
Arthur was silent for a while and for a while I thought he had gone back to the dance floor until I heard a girl’s giggle.
I raised my head up to see him having a chat with a blonde girl, who seemed pretty older than him.
He was obviously flirting with her and she on the other hand, was enjoying it.
Girls can be so stupid sometimes…Like seriously, wasn’t it obvious that the guy only wants to bang her and get off her life?
I sighed, chugging down the whole content of martini down my throat and stood up to my feet.
“I’m leaving.” I whispered to Arthur’s ear, interrupting his little chit chat with his new Fuc-k friend.
He raised a confuse brow at me. “Why?”
“Not feeling the vibe, bro.” I simply stated, staring up at the blonde girl, who shamelessly winked at me, giving me a seductive look _She was a complete shame to womanhood_
“What’s going on? Is it because of the teas…” I quickly cut him off.
“It has nothing to do with that. I just need to rest for tomorrow school. I’ve missed a lot, you know.”
He nod his head in agreement then shrugged. “Alright then. See you tomorrow, bro.” He smirked.
“Yeah. Tell Davis.” I nod my head at the idiot who was still ‘busy’
“Okay man.”
I turned around and walked out of the club, blocking out the loud music and mo-ans that filled the room.
As soon as I came out to the open, I breath in a de-ep breath, thankful for the fact that I left the club in the first place.
For some unknown reason, it felt so stuffy in there.
Yeah, I’ve always loved going to the clubs, Fuc-k random girls, smoke and drink until I get drunk…but right now? I don’t know, I don’t just feel the vibe anymore.
My phone dinged which signifies that i have a new message just as I hopped into my car.
I dug out my phone and scrolled throu-ghit to see a text message from an unknown number.
UNKNOWN NUMBER: HI PRINCESS BRENDEN????:-* I knew who it was just by reading that text.
Apparently, Gwen and I exchanged numbers and no, it wasn’t because we were friends but rather because, uhm…we just wanted to have each other’s number, okay?
We aren’t friends though neither are we enemies.
I smirked as I typed a response to her.
ME: HI BARBIE????:-*
There’s just something about her I can’t just figure out.
There’s just this tiny thing about her that keeps me wondering why exactly my heart was pondering like it was Fuc-king going to explode.
What’s so special about her, by the way?
Her voice? Her sense of humor? Her dress sense? Her laughter? Her…okay, those are what actually makes her so special and unique _Hey, don’t give me that look. I’m just complimenting God’s work, okay_
A response came in as soon as I turned on the car ignition.
I had quickly saved up her name in my contact list as ‘my barbie’ I know it sounded so cliché but still.
MY BARBIE: CALL ME THAT SHIT ONE MORE TIME AND I SWEAR TO HELL, I’M GOING TO STAB YOU???? IN YOUR SLEEP:-*
I didn’t know when I started laughing out loud, mistakenly honking the horn which earned me glares from pa-ssers by.
ME: CAN YOU BE LESS AGGRESSIVE, BARBIE:-* I was born to piss this girl off or tease her and damn, it was so fun.
A response came in almost quickly as i typed that text.
MY BARBIE: TELL THAT YO YOUR TOMATO NOSE, PRINCESS????:-* It was my turn to glare now.
I subconsciously grazed my fingertips over my nose and smiled at the memory that followed it up.
I couldn’t believe I tried ki-ssing that tomboy who might soon turn out to be g-ay.
For a split second I wish she let me…But de-ep down I knew it would have been a very bad idea because it will only complicate my relationship with her and nothing else.
ME: Fuc-k YOU, BARBIE????????:-*
MY BARBIE: I WILL NEED A D**** FOR THAT, PRINCESS????:-*
Fuc-k…did she just flirt with me?
What the hell!?
I won’t deny that I almost got turned on with that reply.
Key word; Almost.
But hey, I still had a little dirty imagination of having my D buried inside her _yeah I know how crazy it sound_
I stared down at her last message, reading it over and over again…
MY BARBIE: I WILL NEED A D**** FOR THAT, PRINCESS????:-*
Fuc-k, how can a single word affect me this way?
Dammit, Gwendolyn Darlings what the hell are you doing to me?
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????Gwen’s pov????
He didn’t reply after I sent the last text, making me want to roll my eyes as I dropped my phone on the table, letting out a de-ep sigh of annoyance, frustration and boredom.
Like seriously, when will I get out of this shithole they call “hospital”
I wish Cleo never left but she had no choice but to leave with Grandma.
And hey, she didn’t leave without promising to bake me cupcakes…I really miss her cupcakes.
I was literally the only one in this huge ward and I’m going crazy right now.
I was going to scream at the top of my lungs when a knock came in against the door.
I waited patiently until the door creaked open to reveal…winner?
She looked different from when I first met her.
Some injury on her face were healing quite well now.
She look so happy and relaxed.
She waved calmly at me stepping closer towards me on the bed.
“Winner.” I called out, sitting upright on the bed with my brows knitted together in confusion at her visitation. “What are you doing here?” I couldn’t help but ask.
She smiled, sitting down on the chair beside my bed.
“I came around to check up on you. Hope you don’t mind?”
I smiled. “Nah. Of course not. Although I wasn’t expecting to see you around.”
She nods in understanding. “Yeah.” She observed me for a while before asking, “How are you doing?”
“Physically, I’m fine but mentally… I’m going crazy.”
She laughed over the joke which wasn’t practically a joke to me. “How do you mean?”
“I’m dying of boredom, winner.” I stated, pouting.
She shakes her head in between laughter. “You are so funny. But what about your two best friends?”
“They are at Boston and actually they are three not…Wait, you aren’t talking about them but those two idiots, right? Damn, you see what I’m saying? I’m not doing fine mentally.”
She laughed again. “Indeed. You should get your head checked then.”
I shook my head. “I do know what’s wrong with me, Win. And having my head checked won’t change a thing but worsen the whole situation.”
“Oh.” She formed her mouth in an ‘O’ shape. “Now I get it. You want to leave the hospital, isn’t that right?”
“You’re so smart.” I commented.
She shrugged. “What can I say? It runs in my blood.”
“Self appraisal. Good of you.” We both laughed.
We talked for almost an hour, enjoying each other’s company when I suddenly saw dad throu-ghthe peephole coming inside the ward with a huge grin on his face.
“What’s going on?” I asked him as he came closer towards us.
He smiled. “I have good news, princess.”
I raised a brow at him, confuse. “Good news? What are you talking about?”
He gazed at winner then his gaze shifted back to me as he opened his mouth to say the very word I’ve been waiting for since I woke out of coma.
“You have been discharged, love.”
****To Be Continued****