♥️T.H.R.E.E♥️
THEME: {Where do I belong??}
✍️Written By Precious Pinky✍️
❣️Episode 63&64❣️
★★★★★
????Gwen’s pov????
We’ve been driving for close to two hours now and trust me, the drive was boring me to death!
How can one sit in a bus for close to two hours or more and still be breathing well? Apparently, I have been sitting in a bus for two hours and still breathing fine so that’s definitely a very lame question to ask.
I turned to look at Brenden, he was having a chit chat with Arthur. I would have joined their conversation but that’s if they weren’t talking about drugs, lame parties and s-ex.
What do I even expect from those two s-ex addicts?
My gaze slowly darted to Alex who was likewise staring at me like I had something weird on my face.
She has been giving me that same look since we started this stupid boring trip.
I wonder if i did something to piss her off or maybe that’s her way of staring at people.
Nah, she never gave Kathy or Pearl such look so obviously this look was meant for just me.
Should I question her about it?
She quietly looked away, resting her head against the window and shut her eyes close, shutting the world out.
Okay, I think I should just let her be and look away.
Afterall I’m suppose to be avoiding this girl.
I looked around the bus and caught sight of Cleo having a very heated conversation with her partner, Pearl.
I really miss hanging out with Cleo. Fuc-k, this is the first time ever for me to be away from her ever since I moved down here to Brooklyn.
Yes, we might have had our little argument, stopped talking to each other and so on but this distance between us now seem wider than those times.
I let out a de-ep breath, leaning back into my seat and rested my head against the headrest.
I should have been chatting with my guys from Boston right now instead of drowning in this ocean of boredom but too bad my right hand is cuffed with some idiotic person.
“Okay guys!” Mr Jackson said grabbing our attentions. Everyone sat upright just as the bus came to a stop. “Time for a break, be back at the bus in a half-hour, okay?”
Everyone stood up to their feet eager to get off the Fuc-king bus and yes, that includes me also.
Everyone had left the bus and just when Brenden and I were about to get off as well,,, Mr Jackson stopped us.
“Where are you both off to?”
What sort of a stupid question is that?
Was he sleeping when he asked us to go for a break or something?
“What sort of a question is that?” Brenden asked, voicing out my thoughts. The only different there was the fact that he omitted the word “stupid” That would have gotten him into trouble but that’s if he wasn’t already in trouble.
“You guys volunteer to be our a-ssistant, remember? So where are you off to now?” He asked again.
Wait, where’s this shit getting at?
Why was he suddenly bringing up that a-ssistant shit?
Don’t tell me…
“Here, go and get us drinks.” Mrs Sara said, handing us some money. “And be fast about it.”
Neither Brenden nor I tried to collect the money from her.
“Wait, what’s going on here? Aren’t we allowed to go for break just like everyone else?” I asked now, getting very annoyed.
“No one is denying you that right Ms Darlings…”
“Gwen.” I corrected.
“Ms Darlings,” She repeated, giving me a look of challenge.
What’s wrong with this young old looking woman _No I didn’t make any mistake in that sentence. Mrs Sara was a young woman who was in her late twenties but looks like one who was in her late thirties_ This is the disadvantage of being fake.
“Gwendolyn is the name.” I said throu-ghgritted teeth, refusing to give up.
“Are you challenging me?” She asked taking a step closer to me.
I didn’t take any step back neither did I fear her.
What could she probably do to me? Give me detention or punish me? Oh please, shit like that don’t Fuc-king scare me. Brenden can testify.
“Of course not. I’m only correcting you. Or is it wrong for a student to correct a teacher if they are wrong?” I raised a brow at her.
“Ms…” She began but Mr Jackson cuts her off immediately.
“Calm down, Miss Sarah. You know how stubborn and ruthless nowadays teenagers can be.” He turned to look at us. “Take that money and go get us some drinks unless you don’t want to go for your own break on time.” He just threatened us. The old man just threatened us.
Fuc-k him a million times.
I snatched the money from his hold and turned around walking away with Brenden tailing after me from behind.
I was very pissed.
How can he treat us so unfairly like this simply because we mistakenly volunteer to be their a-ssistant?
“They aren’t really at fault here, you know.” Brenden said, cutting throu-ghmy thoughts.
“And what’s that suppose to mean?” I asked.
“You were the one who volunteered to be their a-ssistant, remember?”
“Well I wouldn’t have put up my hand if you weren’t so stupid!” I fired back angrily.
Come to think of it,,, those two annoying teachers shouldn’t be blamed for anything. The one to be blamed is the idiotic animal behind me.
He caused every damn thing! From the very beginning to the end.
Damn!
Maybe I might end up killing those two people first before actually killing this fowl.
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????Narrator’s pov????
“Hold on a second!” Mia yelled at the top of her voice, walking towards the door to see who have been knocking.
She unlocked the door and peeled it open to be met with the one and only Elena, James mother.
Mia eyes wide-ned in total shock, wondering what exactly the woman was doing over here at her house… especially here in Boston.
Elena was a very pompous woman and places as untidy as where she(Mia) resides in irritate her to the core.
James had come over few days back although she never cared or tried to listen to whatever shit she had to say and now here was his mother, standing in front of her in all her glory _chest out, stomach in and head standing high_ The woman was indeed an intimidation to Mia.
Mia never wanted to cross path with a woman as annoying, rude, frustrating, mean and heartless as Elena ever again. Although she had no choice but to go over to Brooklyn when her daughter fell into coma but she never in her wildest dreams imagined to have Elena over at her house.
What does she want from her again?
Haven’t she done enough already?
Humiliating her,,, kicking her out of her son’s life and house even when she was pregnant with their unborn grandchild should be enough, right? So what the heck was going on here?
Why does it feel like her past…her nightmares were kicking back into her life once again?
Did she make the wrong decision in making her daughter go over to Brooklyn to stay with her father and his family?
“Is this the best way to treat a guest?” Elena finally asked, tilting her head to the side.
Mia took in de-ep few breaths, trying to calm her nerves down.
She can’t let herself be intimidated by this woman again.
She can’t let this woman get into her head and make her feel like a piece of trash.
She was an independent woman now who doesn’t need any man or James to tend to her needs.
She doesn’t even need any Fuc-king love to live her life as a human.
If this woman wants to be treated as a guest then she needs to abide to her rules.
“You mean, how I treat an uninvited guest then yes.” Mia stated.
Elena knitted a brow at her. “What?”
Mia let off a de-ep breath, stepping away from the door. “You can come on in. I’m too nice of a woman to leave an elderly woman outside.”
Elena was surprise at Mia’s boldness.
Yes, everyone knew the young woman(Mia) to be a fearless one when she was just as her daughter(Gwen) age. But the girl have never spoken to her like this even when she had every right to.
Elena walked inside the house while Mia shut the door close behind them and went to trailed after the woman from behind.
“Nothing changed.” Elena said looking around the house.
“How would you know that?” Mia asked.
“What?”
“This is your first time at my house so how would you know that nothing changed?” She repeated the question, folding her arms over her chest as she sat down. “You may seat.” She offered.
Elena hesitantly sat down after dusting off some imaginary dirt from the chair. “Poor people.” She mumbled under her breath but Mia heard her very loud and clear.
“You don’t seem to have gotten so use to environment like this.” Mia began, smiling.
“I will never get use to it.” Elena pointed out, huffing out loudly.
“Exactly. So why are you here then?”
“I’m… what’s with this attitude of yours?” She asked now, after processing Mia’s tone and boldness towards her since she got there.
“Attitude?” Mia laughed. “Trust me, I’m really being very nice to you, ma’am. Because last I remember you never offered me a seat when I first stepped foot into your home.”
“They were expensive. Poor thing like you aren’t allowed to sit on it.”
“I know. And that’s why I never questioned you but don’t forget you shouldn’t also be sitting down on my chair.”
“And why not?”
Mia smiled stiffly, shrugging her shoulders. “Obviously because they are way out of your league. I expected you to refuse my offer but,” She clic-ked her tongue shaking her head. “You surprised me.” She sighed. “What do I owe for this uninvited visit of yours, Mrs Elena.”
“I can see you’ve grow wings to stand up against me. Anyway, I shouldn’t beat around the bush and go straight to the damn point.” She pointed her index finger at Mia, warningly. “Stay away from my son!”
Mia raised a questioning brow at the woman. “Your son? What son are you talking about?”
“What sort of a stupid question is that? You know exactly who I’m talking about!” She yelled getting so frustrated now.
“I do? To be honest, I don’t know who you are talking about. Maybe if you can be more specific I will remember him.”
“I’m talking about James, you slut!”
“Hey, I won’t have you insult me in my house, okay? This house might not be as huge as yours. It might be nothing compared to your ‘fancy big house’ at Brooklyn but it is still my house. And you are currently in my house so I would advice you abide to my rules or get kicked out.”
“What?” Elena scoffed in disbelief, giving Mia a very surprise look.
“Now back to the discussion…” Mia sighed. “I still can’t remember who that person is.”
“I’m talking about my son! The guy who came to your house few days back. The guy you once got married to…the father of your daughter.”
“Oh…” Mia exclaimed as she nodded her head. “I remember him as my father’s daughter but aside from that,” She shook her head. “I don’t remember him.”
“What?”
Mia stood up to her feet. “I guess we are done now and you should be heading back before it gets too late.”
“Wait, what do you mean?” Elena asked, coming up to her feet as well.
“What?”
“You said you’ve forgotten James as your lover?”
“Isn’t that what you want? Yes, he is the father of my daughter but that’s all I remember him as…and what, lover?” She laughs. “I have no lover, Mrs Elena. You see your trip here is a waste because your dreams have finally been fulfilled so you have absolutely nothing to worry about, okay? I have forgotten your son totally…and the only memory which bind us together is our child, Gwendolyn. So go home and worry no more.” She smiled.
“I…you…” Elena stuttered, still in total shock about what just happened.
“Surprised? Don’t be. Twenty years is such a long time to still be in love with a weakling like your son.” She took few steps towards the woman. “Is he married to the rich woman you’ve always wanted for him now? I guess not. When a date have been fixed for the wedding please send me an invite… I can’t miss the wedding for anything in this world.” She smirked. Elena quietly turned around to walk away when Mia said something that stopped the pompous woman right on her track. “One more thing, please do tell your son never to show his ugly face at my doorstep again or else I will trip him the right of being a father and humiliate him exactly how his wonderful mother had done to me.”
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????Lena’s pov????
“You’ve been glaring since we got out of the bus, are you okay?”
“What do you care?” I said rudely, still glaring.
“I don’t. But you stupid ugly face is annoying me right now.” Rowan replied, grabbing the orange juice he had ordered from the counter _good thing he was a left handed person_
“Should you really be worried about my ‘stupid ugly face’ right now?” I asked as I nodded my head at a certain direction. “Because I think the person you needs that worry is you.”
“Wha…?” He followed my gaze and they finally came upon Lexi who was glaring at us right now. “Shit!”
“That look of hers doesn’t look so good, friend.” I smirked, collecting the bottle of water I ordered. “Take this advice from a worried ex girlfriend who once cared about you…you are going to be single soon, loverboy.” I started laughing.
“This isn’t funny.” He said throu-ghgritted teeth, frowning at me.
“To you but to me, it is very funny. Do you think she knows about you and I?” I asked, as a pang of worry struck my heart.
In as much as I want Rowan to become single just like me,,, the thought of seeing him get heartbroken again worries me.
I might be a bit-ch , a mean bully but trust me, I can worry about the ones I love.
And no, I won’t deny the fact that I love…loved Rowan.
“I don’t know…” His voice trailed off as he looked over at her again but she was no longer standing there anymore.
“It’s your fault to have lied to her, you know.” I said.
“How? Do you think it was going to be a good idea to tell her that I once dated you and then watch you break up with me even after cheating on me with her brother?”
I shrugged, taking a sip from the bottle water.
“You should have just simply told her the truth without mentioning those part.” I sighed. “It’s normal for a girlfriend to break up with her boyfriend without a reason.”
“That’s exactly what you did.” He muttered under his breath, casting his gaze to the floor.
“What?”
“Just forget it, okay?” He snapping grabbing the attentions of the people around. “I don’t want us to have that conversation.”
“Row…” I began but he quickly cut me off.
“Let’s not do this here, Lena. I might end up becoming single sooner or later and trust me, this conversation won’t help clear the air.” He started walking away from the shop, pulling me along with him.
What’s going on with him now?
Why…My thoughts were cut short just when I spotted them…Brenden and that tomboy bit-ch !_
I clenched my fist angrily, grumbling the bottle water in the process as well as I watched them argue over something.
They are just too close and Fuc-k it’s becoming so unbearable for me.
Why can’t Brenden argue with me like he does to her everyday?
Why can’t I at least be his enemy? I swear I won’t mind.
I wanted to go to them and break off that stupid handcuff but I couldn’t and that’s all because of this stupid handcuff and Rowan!!!
Gradually they faded away from my sight and I was left with just my emotions.
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????Cleo’s pov????
“I can’t believe I’m doing this right now.” Pearl mumbled as she took off her trouser to urinate while I looked away to give her privacy that she wants and deserve. “Look and die!” She said.
“Can you be less stupid? Who said I wanted to look at you?” I asked getting very frustrated.
“Oh please. You are g-ay and pretty bodies like mine turns you on.” She gr-unted. The noise from her urinating filled the toilet cubicle.
“No doubt that your body is pretty but trust me, they don’t move me in any way. You are just plain you, okay?” I know that was rude but dammit this girl is just so annoying.
“Excuse me? Did you just call me plain?” She questioned.
“Did you just fart?” I questioned back, covering my nose with my palm to block out the bad rotten smell.
“Hey, that’s bond to happen when urinating.” She whined.
“Are you forgetting that I’m also a human?”
She stayed quiet for a moment before saying, “Don’t try to change the topic. “Am I plain?”
I roll my eyes, “Go and ask your boyfriend.” I said, peeling the toilet door open and poked out my head, taking in de-ep fresh airs. “You should have just told me you wanted to poop, dammit!”
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????Kathy’s pov????
“Fuc-k!” I mo-an-ed as I threw my head back letting him take total control over my body.
He kept stro-king in and out of me while I held unto the sink for support.
“Fuc-k! I’m so close!” I yelled loudly, squeezing my eyes shut.
“Me too baby. Let’s do it together.” He breaths into my ear and his pace started going slower and in sync we both come, breathing heavily. “That feels so good.”
“Get off me!” I pushed him off, coming off the sink and dropped down my gown, still breathing fast. “I’m so stupid to have stoop this low to have s-ex with you.”
“What?”
“This shouldn’t have happened, okay? You are my friend brother’s friend! God, this is so embarra-ssing.” I shook my head, looking away.
“You regret this?” Davis now asked, taking off the rubber from his d**** and dumped it into a trash bin, he wore his trouser, buckle his belt before turning his focus and attention to me.
“Don’t you?” I questioned back.
“Am I the only one who enjoyed this?” He asked me, bringing me to face him now.
I Fuc-king enjoyed it!
It was only a quickie but it felt so good and damn I want to do this with him over and over again.
Yes, I was a s-ex addict even my friends knows that fact about me. I am not ashamed of what I am or who I am but having Fuc-king my best friend brother’s best friend was very embarra-ssing.
How do I face him again after this?
And I don’t think today will be the last day we are going to do something like this. I don’t think I will be able to stop myself from letting him in again.
I don’t want commitment shit…i don’t believe in love, relationship or even marriage. I believe s-ex should be the only thing that binds two people together.
If aren’t Fuc-king then Fuc-k off.
Sometimes I wonder how people do fall in love and be in a stupid boredom relationship for too long?
And Davis,,, I’ve always wanted to have s-ex with him but never did because of you_know_what but no thanks to this stupid handcuff for making me fall right into the trap of s-exual arousal.
“We should leave now, the break is almost over.” I said, ignoring his question.
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????Gwen’s pov????
“Where are we heading to?” Brenden asked, looking around.
“Just stay calm. I’m not going to lost you.” I said in attempt to calm his nerves down.
“Last I remembered you just moved to Brooklyn. So where can you possibly know?”
“Now that’s my point.” I smirked.
“Huh?”
“How will I discover new places if I don’t explore?” I shrugged.
“Wait, so you want to discover new places like this? Hold on,” He stopped moving making it so difficult for me to pull him along. “Don’t tell me you intend to go under that cave.”
“Hell yeah! It’s going to be so much fun and…”
He hook his head going back wards. “No. I’m not going in there.”
“Why? Are you scared of the dark?” I wriggled my brows, smirking.
“Of course not but I’m definitely not going in there. It must be really suffocating and killing.”
“Wait, you are scared.” I started laughing. “Why am I even surprise, you are just a weakling and a scared cat…princess Brenden!” I made mockery of him, angry with the fact that he stopped me from having fun.
I love adventures and that cave look so adventurous and amazing but because of this idiot…
I might be stuck with him for a whole one week but is it a crime to at least have little fun even when I’m stuck with him?
“Let’s go get the drinks for those old people since you’ve denied me the right of having fun, Princess Brenden!”
Silence!
Silence!
Silence!
“Let’s go.” He said, leading towards the cave now.
“If you are scared of it then i think it’s best we just leave it. I won’t be held responsible for anybody’s death.” I said as we got closer to the tiny cave.
“I am not a scared cat. I am not a weakling.” He kept mumbling under his breath as he pulled me along to the cave. It almost felt as if he wasn’t talking to me but rather to someone else.
His breath became shaky as we crawled into the dark cave.
It was a bit suffocating but fun!
I took out my phone and turned on the flashlight so I could make out my surroundings.
The cave was so amazing and beautiful!
Miles away was an open area to the other side of the world, I guess.
I’ve seen places like this in movies but I’ve never been to one in my life.
This trip wasn’t that bad as I thought it would.
Even the fun made me use their left hand perfectly to take out my phone _Trust me I’m having so much fun_
Brenden and I kept crawling side by side, taking in the beauty of the dark.
I was having so much fun that I forgot him…until I couldn’t move further anymore.
I turned around to find Brenden lying in the floor, breathing very fast and shivering.
Wait…was he hyperventilating?
I rushed towards him. “Brenden, are you alright?” He tried opening his eyes but they were forcing themselves close…He tried saying a word but couldn’t.
I leaned towards him and performed mouth_to_mouth shit. But nothing happened. Does this mean that shit was fake? “Brenden…breathe. Please! Fuc-king stay with me or I will kill you!” I didn’t even know when or how I started crying until a tear dropped down to his cheeks. “Breathe, idiot!” I said pleadingly, holding his hand now.
I should have listened to him. I shouldn’t have forced him to come into the cave with me. I should have stopped him when he tried proving himself to someone i don’t even know. Fuc-k, this was all my fault. If anything happens to him… I will hold myself responsible.
****To Be Continued****