It's your fault

Chapter thirteen: Drunken idiot

I'm sitting in my room doing nothing when I hear a bunch of noise coming from the hall.

The sound gets closer and closer. It sounds like a bunch of wild animals stampeding through the halls. Finally it reaches my door.

My door flies open. In walks Colton and a bunch of other guys. A lot of them have drinks in their hands. Their drunk. Colton staggers over to me.

"Colton what are you doing?" I get to my feet. He turns to the guys behind him and mumbles something then they all start laughing like idiots.

"I'm just being a piece of shit!" He stands with his arms open. "That's what I am right? Just a piece of shit?" He walks closer to me. "Colton stop!" I push his chest causing him to fall back a little.

Without a warning he comes back and smacks me in the face. I grab that side of my face in shock. This is definitely not like Colton. He is a dirty piece of shit!

After he hits me they all start laughing. Through the laughter I can hear Ethan. It's been a while since we've actually seen each other. He's banging on the wall, the only thing he can actually do.

Just then the riot gets cut off by a deep voice.

"What's going on here?" All the guys get quite and turn around to find Taretto standing in the doorway. They all back up looking very cautious.

"Colton?" He urges for an explanation. Colton hesitates. "I- I was just-" he stutters. "Alice come with me!" He holds out his hand, I rush over to his side.

"All of you go somewhere and beat off, you all look like rabid animals." Says Taretto. He then puts his arm around me and leads me out, walking down the hall.

"What was that all about?" Taretto asks. "Colton..he's just upset. I said some things." I explain. "I see. And the question I asked you earlier, is there something between you guys?" I'm quick to answer.

"No!" He looks surprised by my response. "The way he looks at you and when we had our little moment before he seemed to intrude like your were his."

"Well I'm not!"

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We sit in his bedroom.

"Alice can I ask you something?" Even though asking if he can ask me something is already asking me something. But anyway.

"Yeah." I prepare myself for his question. "Would you feel comfortable with a threesome?" I feel my eyes grow wide, almost bugging out of my head.

"What?" Is the only thing I can say. "Well I guess it would be more of a tag team." He assures me. "With who?" I ask in return. "You, me and your uh-boyfriend Ethan." He squints. "That is his name right?"

"Yes that's his name." Relief hits him. "So would you?"

"I rather not."
"I would watch at first then I would come in and Ethan can watch. You probably think I'm a freak for liking this kind of stuff. And I'm not gay I just enjoy watching pretty females get pleasure as I sit back." Im in shock.

"Or if you want for the first time I can just sit back and watch!"

"What happens if I don't want to?" I frown my brows. Scared of the consequence. "Then I would bring in Tommy or maybe Paul and I wouldn't take turns we would just hit at the same time, one in the front and one in the back. Now I don't think you want that that's why I'm giving you Ethan so you can have someone your use to."

My heart is nearly coming out of my chest. I just swallow. "Okay." I whisper. He smiles. "That's what I thought."

He pulls out a phone. He's texting someone.

"He's bringing Ethan now." Damn that was fast. "Wait we're doing it right now?" I was not prepared and I know Ethan isn't going to be happy with this. We haven't seen each other in over a day and this is what we enter with?

What's wrong with this guy? Every time me and Ethan are together with this guy it ends up with sex.

"So when Ethan gets here I'll fill him in and we can get started!" He sounds so excited. Then he adds. "I'm super horny right now. I can't wait to get inside you again!" That came out of nowhere, making me feel more uncomfortable.

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"Where's Alice?!" I hear out in the hall. It's Ethan! The door opens. The guy pushes Ethan. "Asshole!" He blurts before turning around and meeting my gaze.

"Alice!" He rushes over ignoring the fact that Taretto is standing right next to me. He wraps his arms around me lifting me from the ground. He's not going to be happy for long, once he finds out why he's actually here.

"Are you okay?" He puts me down. "Yeah I'm fine." Taretto interrupts. "Well hello to you Ethan." Said sarcastically. Ethan pulls me closer to him.

"What's going on?" Ethan's glare fixed on Taretto. Taretto stands his ground, very firm. His eyes smirking. "Would you like to sit down?" His hand gestures to the bed.

"No I'm good!" Ethan snaps. "I insist, please sit." His voice more demanding than last. Ethan looks at me and I give him the look. He takes my hand and pulls me to the bed with him.

We finally sit on the bed, only on the edge. Ethan holding my hand tightly.