Surrendering Sanity

We the Three Musketeers

The woman's body had violently shuddered as the back of her throat burned with sweet agony.

Her hands moving to grip the table before her as she was unable to resist the violent coughing fit that rose. Tears of what she would have to say were bliss falling from her eyes.

"Damn... Okay.... It's fucking fantastic..." Casey had managed this between sputtering coughs with a smile. And once finally settled she'd turned to the boys behind her with a expectant gleam to those ocean eyes. Her tense posture finally deminishing as she'd casually leaned against the table, head tilted cutely to the side. "Where's the rest."

Jasper hadn't resisted the sly smirk that had tugged at his lips, laughter dancing in his eyes as he cast a look to his brother beside him.

"I don't think we should tell her."

Monty's dimples appeared, revealing he was resisting a smile, as instead he adopted a contemplative expression. Both men knowing they'd give the brunette whatever she asked for. If they had anymore.

Which they didn't.

"Perhaps we should just wait and see how the human body takes it."

Casey had instantly felt like a guinea pig for some twisted experiment at that statement. Her eyes widening as her lips parted. Gapping at them in mock horror.

"You poisoned me..."

"Probably not."

Both men had laughed as she deflated dramatically at Jasper's words, a hand raising to press against her shattered heart. That oppressing feeling that contriscted it mercilessly lessening with every moment spent in their company.

This was safe haven. Her musketeers always bringing her the purest joy. The sound of their warm laughter the best magic in all the world.

***

"What's going on?"

Everything had been fine, Casey's head swimming peacefully as she'd paced. Not wanting to look like a pussy for already buzzing. Refusing to even think about Bellamy Blake. Monty and Jasper had been conversing over formulas, she was listening. Absorbing what she could decipher and commenting occasionally.

Everything had been fine.

"Nothing...." Monty's agile tone had left no room for her to not know what he meant. Casey choosing a innocent expression as she paused to glance his way. Both boys eyeing her closely. "Why would you think anything's going on."

That horrible pain was already creeping it's way over her ribcage. The brunette needing them to act oblivious to her inner turmoil a little longer. Just so she could breath.

"Your sulking."

Those kind eyes held hers intently. Always kind. And so accepting she wanted to spill everything right then. Monty conveying he'd waited as long as his patience allowed with that gaze.

"And Bellamy hasn't been by to take you away from us yet today."

Of course Jasper had went straight to the point. The brunette sucking a involuntary gasp in at the sheer agony that man's name caused her.

Pain he didn't deserve to give her.

Casey instantly outraged at herself and channeling it towards the older Blake as she'd sneered. Ocean eyes rolling.

"Well you guys don't have to worry about that EVER again."

Never. She would never be stupid enough to let him fool her again. The woman taking everything that had to do with Bellamy Blake and putting it in a box. Only allowing the rage to leak past.