Ruth Finn
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Why was I mad? Like, simmering mad inside my bones. Was it because they were making out? Or was it because I was jealous? Or....or was it just disconcerting that I didn't get to see it? I felt like it was all of those things and more.
The closer we got to the apartment building, the more it made sense. Sometimes, I was slow and didn't understand things.
Like, Dru. The first time we fucked I did not understand why she was so aggressive until later when I realized it was all our pent up energy that made us go ham like we did. But this was different. This felt totally out of left field. I wondered if Miranda got into their head.
Far be it from me to stop them from liking each other. But what about me? Call me selfish, but I wasn't about to move here and buy a storefront if they wanted each other and no one wanted me. That is a self imposing drama that I just didn't need right now. And maybe never. No one wants to go where they aren't wanted.
Which meant, we had to talk. I hated talking. And that's probably why I was really mad. Ellie gave me the code for her apartment so I could grab my clothes. I grabbed my suitcase and laptop then followed the athletic women two floors up and into Dru's spacious two bedroom apartment with her cat Walrus.
He was asleep on the couch and meowed at me when I picked him up to snuggle him on the couch after I took a shower and put on a light white t-shirt and basketball shorts. I put my hair into a bun and the wild heathen of a cat decided he was going to perch on the back of the couch and eat my hair while I stewed on my emotions and changed the TV channel over and over. The booze were not helping me feel better. I just felt antsy.
"Ru, you're going to have to talk sometime." Dru bemoaned, rolling her eyes as she sat down on the big couch next to me.
"Hmm." Was all I gave in answer.
Devan sat on the other side of me with a frown. "Are you okay, Ruthie?"
This time I scoffed. "Am I okay? Am I okay, she asks as if nothing happened."
I was agitated and beyond pissed when my phone rang. It was 1 am who called at 1 am in the morning. I looked at the tiny screen. It was Lou. She was supposed to be in Thailand on her honeymoon.
"What?" I answered. "It's 1 am, asshole."
"Dude, it's the afternoon here. Hey I saw that Nanon and Ohm couple you love just now."
I rolled my eyes. "I'm jealous and sleepy. That's super exciting."
"I know. I just wanted to tell you that. I love you, Twinie."
"Love you too number 2." I hung up.
"Thailand says hi." I told them, putting my phone on the table. Both of them made the same grunting noise and I had to look at them.
One with blonde long hair up for the night looked winded and beat. The other with short blonde hair looked happy and content, but marked with worry. I stood up and paced the living room for a few minutes. What to say? What to do? I decided just to let the booze talk and help me out.
"Alright, what gives? Are you two in love or something?" I finally asked, sitting on the coffee table at their knees instead of on the couch sandwiched between them because that would feel like I was trying too much.
Dru sighed, "We just kissed, Ru. That's all."
"Yeah, the moment struck." Devan nodded.
"The moment struck?" I gasped. "More like you two got into each other's heads. Now, what am I supposed to do?" I whined, putting my head in my hands.
YOU ARE READING
Rules Of Different Games
RomanceRuthie and Dru were best friends until a kiss tears them apart. Together, with the help of a few others and a meddling old lady they figure out how to fix what was broken. This is a sports themed Sapphic story and I love Dru, Ruthie, and Devan and h...