Best of friends

What the......?

Monday, and we returned to Los Angeles. It had been a fantastic weekend. I probably wouldn't see everyone again until Thanksgiving, now.
Brendon carried my bags upstairs. I unlocked my apartment, and I immediately knew that something was off. I said so to Brendon. He told me to wait at the door. I did so whilst he checked the apartment over.
"Robyn!" Brendon used my full name. He only ever uses it when it's serious. He was in my bedroom. I walked in and gasped when I saw what was wrong.
Somebody had hacked my sheets to pieces. It also looked like the sheets had man's cum all over them. I called the police. I was shaking.
Brendon held me, and I tried to calm myself. Somebody knocked. Brendon answered, thinking it was the cops. It wasn't. It was Tom. Brendon invited him in as he knew I would want to speak with Tom.
Tom came through to the living room. He was about to greet me when he saw my face. He sat next to me on the sofa. And he snaked his arm around my shoulders. Brendon went to get me some water.
"Thanks,B," I said. Tom looked so worried.
"I didn't hear anything. Did you move the spare key?" He asked. I nodded yes. It was the first thing I did when I learnt about it. I had contemplated changing the locks, but I thought it would be ok.
The door went again, and Brendon let the police in. Tom still had hold of me. I gave a statement and answered questions. The csi guys came and did a thorough sweep of my bedroom and the apartment.
"You have a very supportive boyfriend." One of the cops said to me, looking at Tom. Luckily, Brendon didn't hear that.
"Ohh, he's not my boyfriend. That guy there is." I explained. Tom's face fell when I said that. His grip on my shoulder tightened a little.
When csi had finished, it was suggested that I don't stay here for a few days, and I get the locks changed. Tom said he could sort a locksmith out. I packed a suitcase and then I was ready to leave.
"Wow, it's only a few days." Tom laughed. "You can nip in anytime to get something if I don't have it."
My brow furrowed as it dawned on me that Tom assumed that I would be staying with him.
"Oh." I said. "I am staying with Brendon."
"You are?" Tom was surprised.
"Of course I am. He's my boyfriend."
"I see. I just thought it would be easier for work."
"You know it would make better sense to stay with Tom, babe." Brendon said.
"Don't you want me to stay with you, B?" I asked, feeling a little upset.
"Of course I do. I am just thinking about work, that's all." I nodded.
"Ok, Tom, I will stay with you if that's OK." I said sadly. Brendons phone was going off. He answered, and then 2 minutes later, he said he had to go. We said goodbye, and I went over to Tom's place.
He showed me the guest room. There were some boxes in there, but it would only be for a few days. I figured it would be ok.
"Thanks, Tom. I appreciate this." I smiled at him, and I closed the door. I needed some peace and to get my head around what happened. I laid down on the bed. The sheets smelt fresh and clean. Still warm from a dryer. I thought it was a bit odd, but I didn't dwell on it. I drifted off to sleep.

I sat bolt upright, and I totally forgot where I was. I was looking for Brendon.
"Babe?" I said, feeling frantic.
"It's ok, I am here, Rob. Shh, you are safe now." The voice whispered. There was a kiss on my head and arms enveloping me. My eyes shot wide open. I knew that this wasn't Brendon. The arms held me different, and the head kiss wasn't as gentle. I was being rocked to try and soothe me. Now I knew this wasn't Brendon. He had never rocked me in comfort, like ever. The arms were holding me so tight that I couldn't pull back to see who it was. I sighed and closed my eyes.
"Bren?" And the rocking instantly stopped. "B-b?"
"Wow, and this the thanks I get!" The voice said in a whisper.
"I need to use the bathroom." I said, trying to get loose. The voice let me go, and I was followed to the bathroom. I closed and locked the door. I sat on the toilet. I wasn't sure what or who I was dealing with. Could it be Tom? Nah, surely not. He had been nothing but sweet to me. And he helped me out at work and invited me to stay here for a couple of nights. I shook my head, trying to get the silly thoughts about Tom out of my head. I got off the toilet and washed my hands.
I opened the bathroom door and stood in front of me was Tom.
"Hey, Tom. What's the plan for dinner?" I asked.
"Spaghetti, ok?"
"Sounds good. Do you need a hand with anything?"
"No, it's all good, thank you."
"Ok, I think I will call B." I said and disappeared back into my room again. I closed the door but left it ajar slightly. I sat on the bed and called Brendon. It took a few rings, but he picked up.
"Hi babe." He said, and I could tell he was smiling.
"Hi there sexy boyfriend." I giggled.
"Oooo say that again."
"Hi there or the other part?" I said, feigning innocence.
"You know." Brendon growled.
"Sexy boyfriend." I said on an exhale. Brendon moaned into the phone again. "I wish I was with you right now."
"Me too." Brendon said, and I told him about what happened when I woke from my nap. "Hmmm, that is strange." Brendon agreed.
"Like I don't know if it was a dream or real." I said.
"Do you want me to come over?"
"No, babe. It's all OK. I will be good. Tom's cooking the dinner, and I will most probably have a bath and go to bed."
"Ok, if you are sure." Brendon said. We talked for quite a while when Tom announced that dinner was ready. As I walked through to the dining table, I was still on the phone with Brendon. He was reassuring me and making me laugh. Tom was already at the table. I held a hand up to him and mouthed 1 minute. I was grinning into the phone at the words my boyfriend was saying to me.
"I love you, B." I said, and he said it back. I hung up. "Sorry about that. Once we get talking....." I laughed and sat down at the table. We had a lovely dinner, and I cleared up. I went in the bath and then said goodnight to Tom. I think he was hoping for some company. In all honesty, I was exhausted from the events of today. I laid in bed and texted Brendon and Vic for a bit. I told her what had happened.
I could feel my eyelids getting heavier.