Still in flashback
Lately Jack would popped out anywhere I go, don't even giving me a break. What's so wrong with this guy. Can't he see that I'm already with someone? Dumb. He brushed past me and I stopped in my place as he tugged me and kiss me gently.
"I miss you." He muttered between the kisses. Why pick here? Oh, great. Here comes Ryan with 'I'll ripped your head off' glanced at Jack. I pushed Jack and backed away.
"Stop it, Jack." I snapped.
"But... But we're just started."
"Yeah, don't mind me. I'm not here." He walked to the kitchen took a can of beer from inside the fridge, drink it. He rested on the counter glancing at us. "What?"
"Killjoy." Jack muttered.
"You're the one step into our relationship, boyfriend stealler." In angry tone without face expression.
Jack jogged to him, dragging me beside him. "Wanna share?"
"Whaaa?" I ran outside barefoot, sat on the grass. I pulled my leg hid my head between my knees. Pathetic.
Ryan's POV
"Wanna share?" My eyes popped out, didn't exepect him to have that kind of say.
"Whaaa?" I saw Peter ran outside the house.
Seeing my eyes filled with anger he snapped. "Just kidding." He laughed histerically.
I pushed him till his back pressed against the wall by his neck. "Don't you dare..." He brushed me off.
"No, he's mine." He pushed me away.
I grabbed his arm, tugged him back here. "He's mine, idiot." I punched him square on the abdomen.
He flinched, unhurt. His eyes turned completely black. He's a vampire? Yeah, no wound. "What the hell?"
My eyes turned a very bright yellow. I caught his fist before he got me. "What." I snapped.
He snorted. "Werewolf, huh." In an excited tone. "Let's have some play."
He almost kicked me when I spun him around. He took a fist of my hair and kicked me as I dodge his fist. A fighter. I made him slided down by hitting his torso. He pulled me down. We made a loud thud.
"Please stop." Peter shrieked. "I'm yours." Our eyes shot to him.
"I'm not sharing you. Damn it." I dodge his coming fist again. "I won't."
"But, you're the one who said it earlier. Am I right?" He crossed his arms and tapping his chin.
"Fuck it. I'm just kidding, Pete." He walked to Peter and hugged him.
"I ain't sharing you, Pete." I unwrapped his hands that was on Pete's waist.
"I'm mine." We laughed. Huh? Weird enough. We were just fighting fiercely, now we all have a devious smirk.
"Let's fight outside, fair." I snapped.
"No, don't." Pete stepped between us.
"Why?"
"I'm his."
"Whose?"
"His."
"Idiot, we're both men, which one?" Jack hissed.
"Yours."
"Ugh, PETE." I don't understand.
"His, Ryan. Not yours." He poked Jack's chest. "Please stop."
I pointed him. "Why?"
"He's more attractive and I love it." He's exaggerating.
"Fine." I shranked back, I slamed the door as I walked away.
I'm fighting over him and he asked me to get over it. Oh god. Whose fault is this? He can't even choose the right one. Shit. Shit!
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Peter's POV
Great. Oh god. I want Ryan. But thankfully he made easier for me to let go. I was wandering around felt guilty though I'd better go when I can. I trade myself for their lives. Crazy. Jack helped me with my plan.
I packed my clothes into my backpack waiting for Jack. I stared at the photo that hanging on the wall, we took it once long long ago when we've just met. Ryan... I'm sorry that I lied. I have no other choice it's the best decision I'm able to do.
Knock... Knock.... I gave no answer. Knock.... Maybe he changed his mind, he just barged inside. "I don't need to knock over my door, right?"
I nodded.
I could feel his warm chest as he leaned closer, hugged me. "Please don't go." In whisper.
I hold back my urge to cry in silence.
"I know you love me." That... He shouldn't have said it. I let go of his hands. Shrugged.
"Don't." He cried? Help me god. I don't wanna hurt him.
He turned me around. Kissed my forehead. "I love you, Pete." His lonesome voice made me shivered.
"I'm sorry." I kissed his lips. I let it slipped away. Our tongues were on a battle. Ryan...
"Hmm. Don't steal my new mate please." Jack pulled him away fron me.
Their eyes turned another color again. Ryan hid me behind him. "Peter loves me." He snarled.
"He chose me, dickhead." Jack stepped closer.
I made Ryan crawled behind me like he did to me. "Hush, Ryan. I want Jack."
Jack tugged me and kissed me, raging. "Don't ever get away again." His eyes filled with fury and pain. His eyes watery.
"Seriously, guys. Crying over me, idiot." I laughed sarcastically. I knew better than them, the pain of rejecting them, no matter soul or body.
They stared at me disbelief. "What's so funny?"
"Your eyes, jerks." They stomp on the floor.
"Sorry, for being dramatic."
"Let's settle this, Ryan."
"Ugh." I brushed pass Ryan. I sling my backpack over my right shoulder and take Jack with me. "Bye, Ryan. Get over it Jack. Let's go."
Oh.... Can't bring myself stop being dramatic. I had to made things up to make them go each other way. I know ir's cruel. But having them desperate.... Or having a lot of expression make it better.
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