My Two Best Friends (Short Story)

My Two Bestfriends (Short Story)

(Part Two) Olivia

Could I handle it? Why did it even matter if I could handle it? If they were so damn worried about how I would react to this why hadn't they told me the truth when I first confronted them about it? Why wait until now? And why did they have to pretend to hate one another?

My head hurt from the amount of questions bombarding my mind, temples throbbing when I raise a hand to rub at them. Adrian and Thane were standing there like we were discussing the weather and the odd amount of snow we'd been receiving, not their sexual exploits. They were acting like this was a normal conversation we had every day when this had to be anything but.

“Why? Why are you telling me this now?” I whisper dumbly, not bother to even try to decipher the look shared between them. They should have been brothers. “Don't do that! Answer me damn it!” I stomped my foot unable to control the urge to do so. I hadn't stomped my foot like a child since I was-well a child when they hold stolen my favorite teddy bear, filled it with firecrackers and set him on fire in my backyard.

“Its complicated, Liv.” Adrian sighed, jerking a hand through his blue-black hair. Neither of them would look me in the eye and I was growing entirely irritated with the whole conversation. They could tell me little bits and pieces of what they wanted me to know but not what I wanted to know? How fair was that?

“Then un-complicate it, Adrian.”I stomp my foot again on the carpet of Thane's bedroom floor, feeling a sudden rush of air hitting the tops of my thighs. My face flushes in embarrassment and frustration when their gazes move from the wall behind my head to my legs. My eyelids flutter shut, hands clenching at my sides. “My shorts fell down, didn't they?”

Thane nodded excitedly, licking his lips. “Hell yeah they did.” A smirk made its way onto his too handsome face, eyes glittering merrily. “Though I never figured you for a Tweety Bird fan, Liv.”

My eyes widen at the realization that they could in fact see my Tweety bird underwear and I hurriedly pull my short back up from around my ankles. How could I have forgotten that Thane had undone the button and zipper?

“Oh come on, Liv. Its not like we haven't seen you in your undies before.” Thane pouted dramatically. “'Sides, I was liking that view there.”

They had seen me in my underwear, and even naked, so many times that I had stopped counting but now it seemed much more different. I was self conscious about my underwear and my lack of curves now for some reason that I couldn't figure out. And it was all their faults.

“Why lie to me? Why not just tell me the truth from the start?” Neither of them answered so I continued my rant. “I mean, the thought was repulsive at first but I mean you're like the brothers I never had.” Brothers I've had wet dreams about for far too many years. “I would have gotten over it.”

“Brothers,” Adrian's expression twisted into something akin to pain and he shook his head. “Is that how see us, Liv? As brothers? Because I can tell you right now, I've never seen Mason with his hand down your pants.”

I roll my eyes. “Okay, so maybe not brothers, but you get my point, don't you?” My heart hammered against my ribcage. I licked my lips nervously and both their eyes followed the movement of my tongue. Shit. “What the two of you do with your girlfriends is none of my business.” No matter how many dreams I have.

“So you're going to deny that you're wet right now?” The question shocked me, not because it was Adrian that asked, but the look in his eye when he forced the words past his lips. He looked savage and that alone had me creaming my panties even more than before. “Haven't you ever thought about it, Liv?”

“Thought about what?” My voice shook and I cursed myself for my lack of control where these two were concerned. The thoughts, images, were running through my mind already. I didn't need any help but for some reason I wanted to hear him say it. I wanted someone to say it because I sure as hell couldn't.

Adrian's smile was dark, dangerously sexual. “You know exactly what, Olivia.” My name on his lips was like a punch to the gut, the breath left my lungs faster than I would have thought it could. I don't think I've heard Adrian use my full name since I hit puberty and had to start wearing a bra. “I think you have.” His smiled widened. “That sure explains why you're not more upset.”