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Oliver
When we get to the party, it's in full swing. People are already wasted and grinding on each other, practically having sex on the dance floor. Lovely.
The guys and I take a seat on the couch and Talon takes out a joint, lighting it up before taking a puff then passes it to Ben, then me. We pass it around until it's gone.
Leaning back, I close my eyes and relax, enjoying the quick high.
These past few days have been shit. Seeing Emmy everywhere but not being able to have her is pure. Fucking. Torture.
I crave her touch. Her lips on mine. My hands on her body.
But I can't have her. Not yet, anyway.
Opening my eyes, I look around for her. When I find her, she’s on the dance floor with Charlie, and they’re grinding on each other. Charlie is looking at her like she wants to fuck her. Emmy has the same exact look on her face.
The longer I watch, the more I become conflicted. There's something going on between these two, I know there is. I'm not very thrilled but I'm also in no position to tell her what to do. But if Charlie thinks I'm just gonna let her take my girl from me, she's got another thing coming.
First, my two best friends have a thing for my girl and now Charlie too?
The guys haven't said anything, but I see the way they look at her. They want her too.
Ben has talked and smiled more this week than he has since I met him. He’s never really been interested in anyone before.
But, this is Emmy. My Emmy. I'm happy that he’s found someone he deems worthy of his time, but why did it have to be the love of MY life?
I'm not sure how I feel about any of that. It's a lot to take in. But, I do know I just want Emmy happy, even if I'm not that person that makes it happen right now.
On one hand, it means more people on Emmy’s side. More people who will care about her. But, on the other hand, it’s more people I'd have to give up some of my time with her for.
Looking over at the guys, I see some chick on Talon's lap. I have no clue where she came from or how long she's been there for.
He says something that makes her giggle as she’s shoving her tits in his face.
I shake my head. If he thinks he's ever gonna have a chance with Emmy, he’d better quit that shit. I won't allow him to keep fucking around. I won't let him hurt her like that.
I turn to Ben and talk to him for a little while before I notice something out of the corner of my eye that grabs my attention.
Charlie is leading Emmy to a dark corner. I watch as they talk for a few minutes, then start making out.
"Dammit!" I curse under my breath, causing Ben to look over at me.
"What?" he asks before following my line of sight.
His face turns to a light shade of pink. "Well, I did not see that coming," Ben says, leaning back as he continues to watch them make out.
"I did!" Talon says as he slaps the chick's ass and she walks away. "Have you seen how they look at each other when the other one’s not looking?"
Turning to face him, I give him a look of annoyance.
He starts laughing and puts his hands up in mock surrender. "Hey, just because they're together now doesn't mean that we don't have a chance with her too," he smirks.
I raise my brows. "We? What makes you think there's a we?”
"Because you want what's best for Emmy, and I have a thing for her. I'm making that known right here and now. I don't know how to explain it. Every girl I've been with, I’ve only ever felt the need to mess around with them and then toss them after I'm done. I've never had a real conversation with any of them. But with her, just being around her, I feel like my smiles are more real, and I genuinely enjoy talking to her. I don't know," he shrugs. ".... Man, weed makes me all sappy and shit!” he says with a serious face. “And the more people she has in her corner, the better. Definitely, with what you told us about her life, she needs it," Talon says with a sober look.
He’s right. Once she finds out the truth about some of the things in her life, she's gonna need people she cares about and trusts to be there for her.
"Plus, I know the reason you got pissy with me the first day she was here, was because of how I talked about her. I admit I was an ass. She deserves better than that."
I look at him in surprise. Huh, maybe he can be tamed from his whorish ways?
"She does,” I say. “Look, I know both of you like her. Even though I'm not thrilled about it, I'm not gonna stand in your way of being friends with her and getting to know her better. She makes her own decisions." I look at Talon, then at Ben but he avoids eye contact and looks away.
I turn his shoulder, so he has to face me. "Don't even try to deny it!" I say, looking him in the eyes.
He sighs. "I won't, but this is all so different. You know that I don't usually interact with people. They are normally just fake, and only want me because of my looks.” He leans back on the couch. “I'm not blind, I do find people attractive. But I've never looked at someone or talked to someone and wanted to get to know them better or have them get to know me, for that matter. That all changes when I'm around her," he says, looking out at the dance floor.
The girls are back out dancing and laughing and Felicity joins in. Ben continues to ramble on, "There's just something different about her." He looks back at me. “When you talk, it's like she truly wants to listen. Like she gives you her undivided attention and gives a damn about what you have to say."
"So, are you okay with us feeling the way we do about her?" Talon asks.
Looking at Emmy, I see her smiling and laughing. Seeing her happy brings out a smile of my own.
My eyes find Talon’s again. "I'm not really sure, I guess time will tell. I don't know if she will ever give me another chance after what I did. But having you two looking out for her wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing."
"Well, I don't even know what will happen with me and her. Or her and Ben but, like Ben said, there's something about her that draws you in. I'd like to get to know her better, even if we only ever become friends. Plus, I love picking on her, it's so funny!" He laughs. “She’s just so short and cute. Like, you can fit her in your pocket like one of those tiny dogs.” He’s pretty stoned at this point.
"If you're okay with it, I'd like to get to know her better too, even if just as friends?" Ben looks at me with earnest eyes.
"Just don't hurt her," I sigh, looking over at Talon.
"Why are you looking at me, bro?!" Talon asks, taking offense at the insinuation.
"Because you've been with pretty much every girl at this school," I deadpan.
"Look, I may be with a new girl every other day, but I don't fuck all of them. It's mostly just making out." I look at him with a blank look.
"OKAY, so maybe sometimes I let the chick suck my dick. And maybe sometimes I get her off with my fingers, but nothing more. I don't like sticking my dick in just anyone, okay?"
"Just, please? If anything does go beyond friendship, can you do right by her? Meaning you won’t be fucking around with anyone else?” I ask.
He looks at me with serious eyes. Well, as serious as you can get when you’re that stoned. "I promise I'd never hurt your girl."
I lean back and nod my head. "Thanks, man."
“Get Low” by Lil Jon comes on and I hear a high pitched squeal. "OH MY GOD, I fucking love this song!" Charlie says excitedly.
I grin because I know this is one of Emmy’s favorites too.
She's big on the 90s and early 2000s hits.
Emmy’s dancing with the girls, singing out the lyrics like she can’t help herself. She's pretty drunk at this point. Charlie and Felicity sing along with her, as they have the time of their lives.
The guys and I start laughing.
This is the Emmy I remember.
This is the Emmy I left behind.
Seeing her be herself like that, makes my heart all warm and fuzzy. She's always had that effect on me. I've never been ashamed to show my softer side with her. Only with her.
Emmy’s gaze finds its way over to us. She gives me a small smile but it doesn’t stay there long. It drops and is replaced with a worried look.
Arms come around my neck while a drunk Brittany slides down the side of the couch and onto my lap.
"Hello, Olly Bear, I’ve missed you!" she says in a drunk slurring voice as she tries to kiss me, but I push her face away with my hand.
She pouts. "Why won't you kiss me?" she asks, putting her hand on my cheek and turning me to look at her.
"I’m the best there is at this school, you know that, right? I know you would love making out with me if you just gave me a chance," she drunkenly purrs. “I know you would love it if I nibbled on your lips while I rubbed my hand over your big, hard cock," she says, as she rubs her hand over my crotch.
I am anything but hard right now.
Removing one hand from my dick and then her other from my face, I shove her to the ground. She lands on her ass with a thud.
"Get the fuck off me, Brittany! I’ve told you a million fucking times, I DON’T WANT YOU!!" I say loudly, feeling both irritated and furious. This bitch never listens!
She struggles to get back up. When she's finally standing, she turns to me, fuming.
I look away from her, having no desire to look at the crazy cunt, and over to Emmy. Her eyes grow watery.
Fuck. She looks like she's about to cry and my heart drops to my stomach. The last thing I ever want to do is to give her any more reasons to cry because of me.
Getting off the couch, I start walking over to her but she's already rushing toward the door.
Brittany intercepts her before she even gets the door open. Leaning down, Brittany gets in Emmy’s face. "What's the matter? Sad because I've been the one who's been sucking Oliver’s cock for years and not you?!"
Brittany’s voice turns to venom. "Or is it that it's been my name he's screaming as he cums after fucking me hard and dirty?"
Emmy holds back her tears and lets go of the door.
What is this bitch going on about? I’ve never touched her, ever.
Just as I'm about to call Brittany out on her lies, Emmy straightens her shoulders, looking Brittany directly in the eyes as she cocks her fist back to punch her right in the nose. Brittany falls to her knees as her hands go up to cover her now bleeding nose.
“That’s for busting up my nose with the fucking volleyball, you stupid bitch!!” Emmy yells, before ripping the door open and storming out before I can tell her that what Brittany said wasn't true.
The door closes, leaving behind a very pissed off Charlie. She looks at Brittany like she's ready to murder her.
Charlie grips Brittany by the front of her dress, hauling her back up to her feet, before she smashes her up against the wall with an arm against her neck. Damn, for a tiny thing she's got some muscle. "You’re a fucking whore, you know that?! A waste of space! You know damn well Oliver’s cock has been nowhere near your nasty STD ridden pussy!" she spits.
Brittany is breathing heavily and she tries to say something, but Charlie cuts her off. "Fuck with my girlfriend again and you're going to regret it!" Charlie says and lets go of her with a shove.
Brittany stumbles a little, taking a few deep breaths. "Fuck you, you dyke!" Brittany seethes. Pissed off, she pushes past Charlie to join her friends.
A still fuming Charlie turns to me. "AND YOU!" she snaps, getting in my face. "I know what you did to Emmy before she came here, and you should definitely be ashamed of yourself! But I also know why you did what you did." My eyes widen with shock.
She shrugs. "I overheard you talking to the guys a few years ago. When Emmy told me what you did, I put two and two together. I won't tell Emmy, but you need to. Sooner rather than later."
Sighing, I rub my hand over my face. "I know but, once she knows, everything is going to change. I did what I had to do to keep her safe at the time. And I know that what I did before I left was the worst thing a person can do. I was blinded by the fact that I might never see her again. I love her so much, and all I could think about was having her before I left. I thought breaking her heart would make her hate me and help her move on. I was a selfish asshole. I know I don't deserve her but I can't move on. I am nothing without her."
Charlie rolls her eyes. "You’re such a fucking dumbass! Like, no really, you are. Emmy loves you. She never stopped. So your choices caused her unbearable pain. I see the way she looks at you. She's hurting real bad because her feelings never changed. You need to make things right. For all of our sakes. If she forgives you, then I'll be more than happy to share my girlfriend with you if that's what she wants," she says with a growing smile on her face. "And, if you’re extra nice, maybe your buddies too."
Okay, so maybe this girl isn't so bad after all.
"So, you two are together now?" I ask.
"Yes, and I'm not going to let anything get between us. I'll share her with you guys if that's what it’s going to take to make her happy, but I'm not going anywhere," she says with a determined look.
I nod my head in response. I'm going to have to be okay with that. I see how much Charlie cares for Emmy and that's exactly the kind of person Emmy needs in her life.
Felicity joins Charlie. She gives me the stink eye and they both leave.
Walking back over to the couch, I plop down with a sigh. "Fuck, this is a big mess."
Ben pats my shoulder. "Hey, look on the bright side: Charlie thinks you still have a chance," he shrugs.
Talon leans over so he can see my face. "And she still looovees you." He starts making kissy noises and I can't help but smile and laugh. I really need to talk to Emmy alone.