Trio of Hearts (Sashannarcy/Amphibia)

The Hanged Woman

Sasha looked at her feet resting on the wall above while her head hung over her couch. Sasha Elizabeth Waybright has been thinking about Marcy Regina Wu and Anne Savisa Boonchuy non stop. Their lips... the way they move when they talk, the way they feel against her cheek, the way they used to feel against hers. She shook her head thinking maybe their hands would be a safer thought, but she was wrong - she thought of them wrapped around her waist, curled inside her own hands, or brushed against her scar. She touched her scar and sighed.

Sasha stayed in this position, legs above her thinking of the two she loved the most until the guilt came, it always came. Thoughts flooded her mind like, why couldn't she tell either of her best friends the truth about dating them? Or, sure, you don't have to tell your girlfriend who your ex is, but isn't it different if your ex is your best friend who is also their best friend? But, it was high school. Does that count? Well, she guessed it did since she still loved Anne and wanted her.

Sasha knew what Polyamory was - she's a therapist for frog sake. But, she doubted that she could make it work with both of them since she couldn't make it work with either of them. Besides she didn't know if they were Poly or even open to three of them dating, especially after keeping the fact she dated them both a secret. But, they agreed to keep it a secret, they were on the same page right, so it should be fine, right? Sasha's face got so flush red with frustration.

Sash's days went like this: a hot pocket for breakfast, work, a bowl of cereal from the office for lunch, and something delivered for dinner. Then she would lay on the couch with her legs suspended in the air thinking the same thoughts and questions on a loop.

It was simple enough to solve, she thought. Call Marcy and ask her if they wanted to try again, But what about Anne, should she try again with her too? She sighed thinking of their lips again as she bit hers, their hands again as she held herself.

Why are emotions so hard? Why are feelings so frustrating! They had to like her too, right? They were all flirty the last time they hung out. Maybe they were being friendly. Maybe she was just a Bi disaster, she thought. "I should call them, but they haven't called me." She picked up the phone lying next to her and stared at the photo booth pic as her screen saver. "Maybe I should choose a different screensaver." She consider it, but continued to smile at the picture instead.

Her alarm went off letting her know it was time for work. Sasha got up, showered, grabbed her hot pocket, and headed to the office. Her practice hasn't opened yet, so she was still working her old position where her boss would plead with her to stay. Sasha always declines the offer with a smirk. Old habits die hard and everyone likes and deserves being appreciated, but Sasha liked feeling like the world would fall apart without her.

She was going to miss her clients who wouldn't follow her to her new practice, some would age out while others felt their needs were met. Not to mention the few parents who didn't fully agree with Sasha's holistic approach. So she would enjoy this time with her clients. Today one of her favorite people came in to talk.

"Hey Bobbi. How are you today?" Sasha smirked at them and Bobbi took their seat on the pink flamingo chair. "Today, is a she/they/Sash, kind of day"

Bobbi spoke, "Today, is a they/them/Bobbi, kind of day" They thought for a minute, "yeah, I want to see how I feel without she/her pronouns today."

"You got it, them" Sasha smiled wide. "How are we feeling today? Do we want to chat, or should we share a moment of silence?"

"Can we start off in silence?" Bobbi said.

"Of course." Sasha smiled. "Would you like some tea or music?"

"Come on, Sash. Don't hold out on me, I know you got the goods."