Who Says Three is a Crowd? (Under Construction)

The Fight

There was another big party this weekend. Billy loved his parties. He liked to get drunk and show off. You weren't dreading this one though. You thought it would be good to drink some and let loose. You wanted a break from the constant thoughts in your head.

You picked out a strapless black dress and decided to wear your heels tonight. You glanced at yourself in the mirror, not looking too long because you would begin to pick apart everything you hated about yourself. You brushed your teeth, grabbed your purse and headed outside.

You stood on your porch smoking a cigarette when you saw the headlights pull into your drive. You walked over and climbed in the passenger seat of Billy's car. "Look at you." He boasted, leaning over to kiss you, his hand resting on your knee. Your heart skipped a beat at his words. You loved when Billy showed you attention.

You craved his compliments and he gave them often. That was something he was good at. He always told you how beautiful you looked. You put your hand on top of his, interlocking your fingers, as you drove to the party. You walked hand in hand with Billy to the backyard of the house where the party was already in full swing.

There was a bonfire outside with people all around. "I'm gonna get us some drinks." you said, giving Billy a light slap on his ass as you walked away. You went to find Billy a beer and grabbed yourself some whiskey. You weren't here for a buzz tonight, you wanted to forget all your problems.

You carried the drinks outside and saw Billy sitting on the grass by the bonfire. You came and sat in between his legs, his arms coming up around your shoulders. He whispered in your ear, "I like those heels. I want you to keep them on later." His voice sent tingles down your spine. You sipped your whiskey, leaning back against Billy's hard chest. His hands running up and down your leg.

You apparently weren't the only one wanting to get wasted tonight. Billy continued to down beer after beer. Shot after shot. He started walking around aimlessly, talking to everyone. When you tried to tell him you thought it was time to leave he responded that he wasn't your "little bitch" and he would do as he pleased. Great. It was angry drunk tonight.

You were pretty tipsy yourself as you wandered into the house, hoping to make it to the bathroom before the tears came. You couldn't stand when he got like this. You tried the door, it was locked. You banged on it loudly, the tears were about to fall. The door opened and Eddie stood in front of you. "Y/n, hey!" he said cheerfully. He looked at your face. "You okay?" he asked, noticing your expression.

Before you knew what you were doing you pushed him back inside the bathroom. You reached behind you and locked the door. He looked at you curiously. A tear escaped your eye. "Hey," he said gently, his hand coming up to your face wiping the tear, "what's wrong?".

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You grabbed his shirt and pulled him to you. Your lips crashing together. Your back pressed against the door as he kissed you back roughly. Your hands tangled in his hair as he lifted you and placed you on the sink. Your legs wrapped around his waist as you clung to him.

One of his hands was on your hip, the other wandered up your thigh. You gripped him tightly moaning into his mouth. You pulled away and looked him in his eyes. "Fuck me, now." you said. His eyes went wide and dark with desire. He pulled you off the sink and turned you around quickly. You placed your hands on the bathroom counter. Eddie lifted your dress above your hips and pulled your panties down.

He looked at you in the mirror. He leaned into your ear whispering, "You want to watch me fuck you?" "Yes," you responded breathlessly. He kissed your neck as his hand came around and began rubbing your clit. You threw your head back into him. He pulled the top of your dress down so that your breasts were exposed.

He pulled his pants down and bent you forwards. He entered you slowly. You moaned loudly. His hand came around to cover your mouth. He began to thrust into you, quickening his pace. You watched your boobs bounce in the mirror every time he thrust into you. You watched the pleasure on his face and saw the lust in your eyes. You had been craving him for so long. His hand stifled your moans as he fucked you harder and harder. You felt your orgasm building.

"I'm gonna cum," you mumbled into his hand. "Fuck, me too," Eddie said lowly. He reached around grabbing your breast as he pumped into you faster and faster. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you hit your peak. Eddie pulled out shortly after and came all over his hand. You pulled your dress up and turned around. He pulled you in for a gentle kiss. "That was so fucking hot," he said. "Yeah it was." you said breathlessly. You smiled at him and kissed his lips once more, feeling satisfied. You both cleaned up and stayed in the bathroom to smoke.

SMUT OVER

Suddenly you heard a crash outside and heard Billy's voice "Come on then, motherfucker!" he yelled loudly. "Shit," you said. Eddie looked over at you. "Stay here," you said going to open the door.

Billy was face to face with some guy. He was a big dude. They were arguing about something. A girl. From what you could gather Billy was caught making out with this guy's girlfriend and he wasn't too happy about it. Shit.

Billy screamed in his face "It's not my fault your girlfriend's a whore!" The guy pushed him causing Billy to stagger backwards. Billy swung at him, his fist connecting with the guys nose. Ahhh, fuck. You ran over. "Billy! Let's go." you said loudly.

There was a crowd forming around the two of them. He glanced over at you but it was like he was looking straight through you. He was completely gone. With Billy looking at you, the guy took the chance to clock him in the face. Billy went down and the guy continued to throw punches. Billy was strong and he could fight better than anyone you knew but he was so drunk that he couldn't defend himself.

"Billy!" you cried, trying to pull the guy off of him. It did nothing at all. Billy laughed an eerie laugh and spit blood in the guys face. "Stop!" you yelled at the guy trying again to pull him off. He pushed you aside and you fell backwards on the floor.

Suddenly Eddie appeared and pulled the guy off of Billy. "Come on, man, he's had enough." he said. The guy tried to reach for Billy again and Eddie stood in the way. "He's drunk as fuck man, this isn't a fair fight." he said grabbing the guys arm. "Let's walk it off, yeah?" The guy shrugged Eddie's hand off of his arm but he listened, walking away muttering "prick". Eddie turned to look at you, you mouthed 'thank you' at him. He gave you a nod in return.

You were at Billy's side. His face looked horrible. You leaned down and touched his cheek gently. He looked up at you and smiled lazily. "Hey, baby." he mumbled. "Let's get you home." you said helping him off the floor. So there it was, the chaos. Billy was making out with some girl while you were fucking Eddie in the bathroom. It was insanity.

He leaned on you heavily as you walked to the car. You placed him gently in the passenger seat and got his keys. He laid his head on your lap as you drove back to your place. "I love you y/n", he said quietly, his eyes closed. "I love you too, Billy." you said stroking his hair.