"What do you think of all of this?" Bryan asked me while we were cuddled in my bed.His head on my chest, me playing with his hair.
"I think we should take it slow. We are too young to know for sure this is going to work yes it's worked for our families but we may never know if it will work for us. I just don't want what we have now to be wasted because we wanted more."
"I know what you -"
"What do you mean we?" Tyler cut in. I could feel the blood rising to my cheeks and at times like these, I really hated that I had my mother's skin complexion.
"I mean you twins aren't exactly harmful to the eyes and your sister is my best friend, I have always admired her. I would like to be a part of whatever this is." Tyler's face held hope for a split second before confusion took over.
"Didn't you just get out of a relationship? A monogamous one at that. And now you want to jump into a polygamous relationship where not only would you have to share with another person, but with your brother?"
"Braydon and I were never official. I had just admitted to liking him when he ended things. And all of us grew up in a polygamous family and our dads all had to share our mothers with their brothers."
"True..."
"We grew up in that environment, watching our dads love our moms. They will be supportive and they will help us overcome any obstacles we may have."
"We'll talk more about this when we are all present and awake," Tyler said as he looked down at his brother who was quietly snoring. "Let's set up camp in the movie room so we can all sleep somewhat comfortably." He said. I picked up blankets and pillows as he picked up Bryan.
When I woke up we were still on the floor but we weren't alone. The room was covered in bodies. Leo and Gale were my separations from the boys. Nataly was with Bryan and Sebastian was with Tyler. Victoria and Sean were slung over Owen. Luke and Gabe were spooning, while North and Silas were only touching on the back. Nate and Dad were sharing a blanket but that was their only means of touching
"Hey, Vicky!" I whisper yelled, trying to wake her. But with no luck, she only stirred a bit. I ended up waking poor Gale instead.
"Yes, sissy?"
"Do you know what's going on?"
"Daddy Owen said Mommy is coming home today or something like that..."
"Ok, buddy thank you. You can go back to sleep now, I'm sorry for waking you."
He cuddled into me and soon we fell asleep, but only for what seemed like minutes.
"Darling? Wake up." Sean shook me awake. "I called the school, they said that they would allow the kids to go to school for the day as bodyguards, or such, after the whole Braydon thing. I hope that's OK."
"Of course it is! Thank you!" I gave Sean a hug and woke up the boys. Then I went to David's door and gave him the news.
Rachel was about the same size as me so she just wore one of my skirts, a plaid purple one that had ruffles paired with a pure white t-shirt. I wore a blue cotton tee with a black pencil skirt. We wore flats and did a natural makeup look. As for hair, Rachel curled hers and I left mine straight.
A knock on the door was followed by my father's voice. "Are you girls ready? The boys are downstairs by the door."
"Almost done Daddy!"
Khakis and polo shirts all around as we reached the bottom of the stairs. Bryan had a red polo tee with matching red vans. His shirt was taught and showed off his muscular chest, his shirt tucked in with a brown leather belt in the belt loops. Hair done to perfection. Tyler sported a green and white striped long sleeve polo, first three buttons undone but still very tight on his chest and not tucked in his pants. Black vans with his hair styled messy as if he had just rolled out of bed. Both boys looked extremely sexy. My brother wore a white tee, black dress pants, and white vans. Shirt tucked in with a black leather belt. We got into my father cars and drove to school.
Walking into school, people stared and whispered. I could tell the triplets were getting nervous. I saw Braydon with a new girl. But when he noticed me holding Tyler hand, who had reached out for support, he glared at me and began kissing her. Funny thing was I wasn't even jealous. I had my family.
Everyone was whispering something. New kids, my recent 'break-up', Brayden's 'new chick', and for some reason, Mark, though I didn't ask.
Bryan was the middle man for the day, switching out on who he was following every time me and David had a class together. Today should be fun.
Chapter Eighteen - B
I was suddenly shoved against a locker on my way to the bathroom.
"What the hell is your problem? Coming into the school, stealing Braydon from me and when I get him back, you show up with a guy he felt threatened by when you were together. He's mine, leave him alone." I looked up at the unfamiliar face after the girl extensive tirade.
"What's your problem?" I fired back. "I don't even know you. If you want Braydon you can have him. The twins were no threat to him while we were together. Now I'm with Tyler and he's going to have deal with it. Now you might want to let me go before one of two things happen. One you get caught by a teacher, or two I kick your ass for ruining my good shirt.
She let go of my shirt but tried holding me still against the locker. In one swift motion, I took her hand and twisting it to switch our positions.
"Quit trying to play with the big girls, you might get hurt," I whispered in her ear before letting her go.
My phone went off soon after. It was Braydon.
Braydon: Really Del? My girl is complaining that you beat her up.
Me: Your 'Girl' came after me I just gave her a warning.
Don't be a bitch Del, she means no harm. She's just defending me.
She's not a victim.
Really Del? Don't be a cunt. You really hurt my feelings today showing up with that kid. Is he your new lover you slut?
You left me.
You are mine Delilah Blackbourne you sold your soul to the devil.
Stay away Braydon you're nothing but a creep
What are you going to do? Send your lovers after me?
This is your only warning Braydon I'm not joking.
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