My enemy since childhood

Chapter 69

With my eyes closed i took a few deep breaths to try to calm the panic. What the hell would we do? if Brooke or Dylan found us here it would be over. Not only that Dylan would find out that there was something between me and Thomas, that felt like the least bothersome thing right now, but he would find us naked in the bathtub. Not even i could come up with a reasonable explanation.

I slowly opened my eyes and met Thomas clenched gaze. What did he want me to say? that everything was okay? all was not okay, this did not go at all as i had imagined. What were Brooke and Dylan doing at the hotel? shouldn't they be in that damn black hill?

Faint mumbling was heard outside the door then a thump. What the hell? i held my breath and stared at the door. please don't come in, please don't come in, i repeated to myself.

"What should we do?" Thomas whispered and i could hear in his voice that he too was really stressed now.

"I don't know!" i hissed as panic washed over me again.

"Is the door locked?" i continued but Thomas just shook his head.

Damn it! although, we thought we would be alone so why lock the door? as silently as i could i slipped out of Thomas's arms and swallowed nervously. What choice did i have? the water was lapping as i stood up, who would have thought water could make so much noise?

As quietly as i could with the water dripping from my body i crept up to the door and listened. At least they were not left in the hall. With trembling fingers i slowly turned the lock and breathed out, now they wouldn't get in anyway. But how would we get out? well, that was a question for later.

I crept back and sank back into the bath with a soundless sigh. Why did this happen to me? i met Thomas amused smile but i gave him a sour look, sure the door was locked but there was nothing funny about this situation.

It wouldn't get any better either. Another thump and then Brooke giggles, why was she giggling? i couldn't hear what they were saying other than the mumbling that could be heard through the walls.

"What the hell are they doing?" i whispered, trying to concentrate to hear better.

"Seriously? You haven't figured it out yet?" Thomas whispered with a smirk on his lips but i just shook my head in confusion. How the hell would i know, i wasn't psychic?

In response to my question, a moan was heard through the wall and i officially wanted to kill myself. If i thought the worst thing that could happen was getting caught up with Thomas i was wrong, so fucking wrong, this was clearly the worst thing that could happen. Being locked up, naked in a bathtub, and having to listen to my brother fuck my best friend, so bloody disgusting!

Why the bloody hell did they make the walls so thin in a hotel room? i thought in frustration and felt really sick.

"Come on now, don't worry about them" Thomas whispered and moved to my side of the tub.

"Easy for you to say, i'm about to puke!"

"Have you never seen or heard Brooke fuck before?" he asked, frowning, as if it were a matter of course.

"No! Of course i haven't!" i snarled but clapped my hand over my mouth, it would just take us being caught in the middle of it all.