The Self-conscious Submissive

Harem?

-Monica

I come home from work and kick off my heels calling them bad words for the abuse they did to my feet today. I'm a Masochist but I will never be turned on by the way those things make me feel. I walk through the house looking for Trinity when I hear some sniffling. I move quickly to our bedroom and see Trinity lying in the bed crying. 

I immediately climb into bed and pull her into my arms. "Hey, hey Trin, what's going on? Why are you crying?"

She looks up at me through blurry eyes, "Monica? Omg I'm so embarrassed" She quickly wipes her eyes clear of her tears. "Nothing I, uh, sorry was getting lost in my book something dramatic happened to the character and I guess I got swept away in their emotions."

I squinted at her trying to figure out if that was true or not. She did have a book right next to her and Trinity is a sap that cries at movies and stuff. So crying at a book wasn't unrealistic but still something felt off. "Are you sure Trin? If something is wrong you can tell me. You know we are kind of best friends and stuff Soooo. We can talk about stuff."

She laughed and pulled away from me. "I'm sure ugh sorry, So lame. I was just crying because Miranda and Banson finally got back together. They were separated because their families didn't think they should be together. Ya know a whole Romeo and Juliet thing."

I groaned at her, "Miranda and Branson really Trin? I thought something was really wrong with you."

"There is, I'm a sucker for a good romance novel she said climbing out of bed." I watched her as she put the book on her dresser and fluttered around the room. Digging in her dresser to find a tank top and a pair of shorts to put on. I loved seeing her naked but she looked just as hot in those tiny shorts that her ass hung out of and in a tank top with no bra. It should be illegal how beautiful my best friend, oops my girlfriend was. 

"Hey, girlfriend....Commere let me touch yo titty," I joked.

She looked down at her chest and smiled and walked over to me. Oooo I didn't think she'd cooperate. Instead of going for her breast though I kissed her lips. "You promised you'd tell me if you were really sad about something right?"

She moved my hand to her right breast. "Cross my heart."

I gave her breast a little squeeze and she bit her lip, "Your heart's not there babe but I'll take it."

Speaking of my heart, "Why are you home early? Did Dylan suspend you again?'

I groaned at her accusation. Man gets suspended one time and people just assume that's going to be a regular occurrence. 

"No, but she did kick me out. I think she was trying to avoid me." I reply honestly.

Trintiy backed away from me and scrunched her eyebrows. "What do you mean avoiding you? What did you do?"

I shook my head, "Not me. I didn't do anything it's just because of something Jade said."

"Oh Jade," With the mention of Jade's name she relaxed and sat back down on the bed. "What she do this time?"

From her reaction, I debated if it was even worth telling her. I couldn't tell if Jade was saying that to cause trouble for Dylan or if it was something she really wanted. I honestly didn't get Jades and Dylan's friendship or if I could even call it that.

She and the Diamonds and General. She seemed close and distant at the same time if that made sense. Like the thing with the cabin. She got it for them as a vacation home but then cast it off as if it wasn't a big deal. Dylan tends to joke like that brushing off other people but I can tell she really cares about them. I find it so weird how she dives so deep in love and isn't afraid to express her feelings but when it comes to other people she keeps them at arm's length.