Best of friends

Trust

Tom was the perfect host. He did do a few pretty odd things, but I shrugged them off as them being his norm. I had been staying at Tom's for nearly a week now.
Work was really picking up pace. I had so many bookings that I had to hire another photographer. I know that I was the one in demand, but I would hire someone who would be as high a standard as me. I began interviews. It was a long process as I wanted the best. Some I interviewed couldn't commit to full-time hours. Others were just not at the standard I wanted. I was just about to give up hope when in walked Moira. She was Panics old tour photographer. I knew Moira from college, and her work was superb.
"Moira!" I said, standing up and giving her a hug. "How are you?"
"I am good, Robyn. How's yourself?" And I updated her.
"Well, you and Brendon were always going to happen." Moira said. I looked at her, shocked. "Don't look so surprised. I could see it coming a mile away, even if you couldn't. " I laughed and shook my head.
"How's the baby?"
"He's good. He's a year old now."
"Wow! That's passed so quickly."
"I know!" Moira exclaimed.
"We had better get on with this interview." I said.
Moira got the job. She was, by far, the best candidate. Tom introduced himself and showed Moira around the store.
I took Moira for lunch the first day, and as we waited for our food, she spoke up about a concern she had.
"Tom's a little odd. I have noticed that he has a thing for you, Robyn."
"He does?" My eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Yea. Let me ask, has anything odd or out of the ordinary happened recently?"
I explained everything that had happened over the past week or so.
"Look, I know we haven't really spoken much since college, but I think you either need to go back to your own apartment or go stay at Brendons." Moira said.
"Oh." I wasn't sure what to make of Moiras' advice. "Moira, he's such a sweet guy, though. He does anything he can to help me out."
"Aha, and so he has made himself invaluable to you, so you keep him around."
Thinking about it,i knew that Moira was right about Tom.
"How is he when Brendons around?" She asked.
"Distant. He's civil to B. I have noticed him scowling a little at our pdas. But I just thought that was because they are pdas. Not everyone is comfortable with them. However, when Spencer and Linda came to visit the store, Spence was kissing Linda and Tom was smiling."
"Mmmhmmm." Was all Moira said to that. We walked back to the store. Tom was on the phone and I had a client waiting. Moira had to put her work up onto the website.
Work was done for another day and I went up to Tom's apartment. I crashed onto the couch, spent from interviewing and the client I had. Tom sat next to me.
"You good Rob?" He asked. I nodded and rubbed my eyes. "Chicked parmajahn for dinner?"
"That sounds good Tom. I am gonna have a bath." I say wearily getting up. Tom caught my hand and stroked it with his thumb, smiling.

Bath and dinner done I texted our group chat. Brendon was quiet at the moment. I think he was writing again. I know when he's like that he doesn't really talk to anyone. Although it was strange that I hadn't heard from him at all today. Not even a text.
He read the messages but didn't reply.
I decided to call him. He didn't answer. I tried several times but he didn't pick up. I messaged Vic and asked her to call him and see if he would answer her. Guess what? He sure did. Now I was worried. Why wasn't he talking to me? I found myself putting leggings and a tshirt on and sneakers. I picked my phone and car keys up. Tom must've heard me pick my keys up because he darted out of the living room.
"You off out?"
"Yea, I am going to-" and then I stopped myself. For some reason I didn't want to tell Tom where I was actually going. "I am going to look at places for this next job I have." It wasn't a total lie. I was going to do that on the way over to Brendons.
"Ok, shall I come with?"
"No, it's cool. To be honest I could do with the alone time." I half smiled at Tom.
"Ok." Tom smiled back and spun around to go back into the living room. I left and drove over to Brendons.

I normally just walk into Brendons house but this time I knocked on the door. I was shocked by Brendons appearance when he answered the door.
His hair was a mess and he looked like he hadn't slept or shaved in days.
"B?" I said, immediately concerned at his physical appearance.
"Oh, I knew this day was coming. I have all your things here Robyn." Brendon went away for a few seconds and produced a bag with clothes, makeup toiletries.
"Things? Why do you have my stuff on a bag? What's going on Brendon?" My heart thumping and my mouth dry.
"I am giving you your stuff, so you can, you know be with Tom." Brendon said flatly.
"Be with Tom?" I was so confused right now. "Brendon I don't want Tom, I want you." I placed a hand on his arm. He looked at it, then me.
"For real?" He asked hopefully.
"Yes. Why on earth would you think I want Tom?"
"That's because you do." A voice said behind me. I spun round to see Tom walking up the driveway.
"Oh, he's here too." Brendon glumly said.
"Wait, what?" My head was dizzying. I fell against Brendon. "What is going on?"
"It had to come out sometime, baby, about us." Tom said, trying to put an arm around me. I flinched and stepped away from him. "Woah babe, don't be like that. You weren't complaining last night, in bed."
"Seriously what the fuck is going on?" I demanded to know.
"Well Rob, let me tell you that we are in love and you don't want Brendon anymore. Although he gives you good orgasms, mine are better." I looked incredulously at Tom then Brendon.
"What the fuck? How do you know......?"
"Oh I put a camera in your light fitting in the bedroom. I watched you on my phone. You look so pretty when you cum. I will be glad when it's my name you are screaming out, when I am between your legs." Brendon held onto me. He couldn't quite believe what he was hearing either. I felt like I was gonna puke. I put my hand on my stomach to try and calm my nausea. "I had a private little chat with Urie here and I told him that you fell in love with me and that you didn't want him anymore. I also told him not to contact you anymore. I mean you had that bad dream and it was me who comforted you even though you were looking for him." Tom said with venom when he mentioned Brendon. I gasped and looked at Brendon.
"I- I trusted you!" I directed at Tom. "W-was it you who did that on my apartment too?" Tom nodded.
"Of course. I needed a reason to get you into my apartment." I covered my mouth with my hand as I gasped and did puke in Brendons gravelled driveway. Brendon rubbed my back. We could hear sirens in the distance.
I was shaking and Brendon put his arms around me, to try and calm me. Tom grabbed me by the wrist and yanked me towards him.
"Wait, how did you find me?"
"Tracking app." Tom simply said shaking his phone at me.i swallowed and looked at Brendon.
"I can't believe you did all this,Tom. I thought we were friends."
"Ohh we are so much more than friends."
"Erm are we?" I enquired.
"Yes. We are engaged babe. Where's your ring?"
The sirens were getting closer. I was really hoping they were for us. I took a step back from Tom. I decided to play along with him until the police hopefully arrived.
" I think I dropped it on the gravel. Will you help me look?" I winked at Brendon and he got the memo.