The Love Triangle

Fire Burning

It is a lazy day and it isn't going to pass quickly. I am sitting near the peaceful waters reading a book that I have brought with me. After about an hour, I leave the book where I was sat and head towards what looks like a backyard without any defined boundaries. It has a small shed.

 I walk towards the shed to check out what is in there. The door is half shut which is a bit strange because I didn't think anyone would be there. I cautiously enter through the limited space left by the half-open door to make the least amount of sound. I think I hear someone's voice but it was more like a sound than actual words. There are various metallic racks kept in two rows and the sound seems to be coming from the other side of the racks. As I move, I stumble upon an object on the ground which I hadn't noticed and which makes me trip. I quickly manage to maintain my balance but I am standing face to face with the source of the sound now. I see  Ava giving a blow job to Conrad ( a few seconds ago and who of course has got up after I walked in on them). Conrad was right I shouldn't have come. He looks embarrassed and annoyed. Ava, though, quite unapologetic.

"I am so sorry." I run as fast as I can from the shed. I pick up my book and go to my room and lock the door. Why do I feel betrayed? I should not feel jealous. I have got no right to. I cry for the next ten minutes. I don't know how to react or feel about this. All of this. This is just weird. I think I should go to sleep. Maybe I will feel better when I get up.

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We have decided to hang around outside for dinner and have a campfire set up with some music. The dinner has not been cooked yet. Jesse has decided to make some chicken popcorn and she is doesn't like anyone interfering when she is cooking so I have left her alone like the others. The boys are setting up the fire except for Conrad who is nowhere to be seen. Ava is sitting right here with Cassandra and acting as if nothing happened. She is kind of good at this game. I don't know how I will ever face Conrad. I am only making it worse for him. I decide to head to the dock and maybe listen to this song that has been stuck in my head since the past week. I am looking at the screen of my phone as I am walking towards the edge of the dock. I look up to see that Conrad is already seated there and is looking at me approaching him.

NOT AGAIN. 

"Conrad! I didn't notice you in the dark from afar. I'll leave you alone."

He doesn't say anything. He gets up and starts walking towards me. My heart is beating a million miles an hour right now. The atmosphere is cold and dark. I think I am going to puke.

"Look, I am really sorry. It's not like I am stalking you. I didn't mean to walk in on you today or even come here. I didn't know you were here." I look at him with a serious expression on my face. He comes and stops in front of me, looking me in the eyes. Why isn't he saying anything? This is so different from the Conrad I think I knew. In the next moment, he takes his hands and cups my face gently, lifting my head a little. I can see the passion in his eyes.  

"I cannot contain this anymore. I wish you wanted me as much as I want you." 

He comes closer and gives a gentle kiss on the cheek. He is walking away, again. This does not feel good at all and I feel he is making this a habit. What just happened? Am I responsible for putting him in this condition? As I stand here alone, I can feel the emptiness filling me, engulfing me. My heart and my mind, both have failed me.

The rest of the night is filled with good food, good music, some dance and some lousy drunk asses. I, of course, am completely sober. After the lively and tiring night, I retire to my room. My mind keeps going back to what happened between me and Conrad today. It feels surreal. Just when I am about to change my clothes, I hear a knock on my door. I invite the person in.

The door opens with great force and is closed shut within the next few seconds. It is Conrad.

"What the hell? What was that about?" I stand there confused. Conrad does not say anything and instead walks hastily towards me and kisses me hard. I  push him away. "Wait, I am so confused. Are you drunk, Conrad?"

"No, I am not!"

"I can smell alcohol. You are not in your senses. Let's get you to bed."

"For fuck's sake Arlo, I am not drunk. I am completely in my senses which means I am completely aware that I am standing here, kissing you like a fool."

I stare at him, open-mouthed. My body craves that passionate contact again. It is like a drug. It is like magic. I start kissing him again, harder. He grabs my waist and pushes me against the door, our tongues now intertwining. God, I was seriously missing out on a lot in life. This is dangerous. Conrad was right, I shouldn't have come. Now I am stuck here making out with a hot guy who for the first time likes me back. We pause for a few seconds to catch our breaths and then he continues to kiss me. His hands are wandering all over my body now. He cups my breasts and starts massaging them. His kisses move away from my mouth to my neck and further lower. He takes off his shirt. This is not helping. I take off my top too. " Arlo.", Conrad says looking into my eyes. I only smile back, unsure of what to say. What did I ever do to deserve Conrad?

He carries me and lays me on the bed, climbing on top of me. He takes off my bra and takes my nipples into his mouth one by one. A moan of pleasure escapes my mouth. He looks pleased. After an intense make-out session, we lay there in my bed.  I am making imaginary circles with my finger on his bare chest. He has his arm wrapped around me. I have never felt so safe before. I have never felt so loved before. 

"I am sorry about that thing with Ava today. I was frustrated and Ava was as always all over me. I lost control." I hold his hand and assure him that it is all in the past.

He has been silent for the past few minutes. He is looking at the ceiling, deep in thought.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Do you like me, for real? or was this just a heat of the moment thing? I want to hear you say it. "

" I think I always did but I was a coward for not accepting it. You did not force me into doing this. I kissed you back because I wanted to. I have wanted to all along, I think. You are a good person, Conrad. I messed you up even though I never meant to and I hope you can forgive me."

"You drove me crazy for weeks but you know what, it was worth it. I like you, a lot. I know I have told you this a million times but I want to keep telling you." He climbs on top of me again and a slight chuckle escapes my mouth at the thought of what he is going to do to me. Damn, he is strong. He starts pressing down kisses on my neck, "I like you.", then on my breasts, "I like you." and then on my stomach, "I like you."

"You're mine."

"I am yours," I whisper.