THREESOME

seven - going back

This was in the morning.

Daisy

I haven't told my friends I was virgin yet. I definitely feel like it's something to be embarrassed about. I'm about to be like 20 and I haven't popped that cherrie yet.

As we sat down waiting for Frankie to finish getting dressed, my thoughts took me places.

"You guy's ever think about having a threesome?"

"A what?" Frankie said.

"A threesome." I repeated.

"Are you serious?" She asked.

"Well yeah. Plus it's the perfect way for little ol Frankie to lose that flower of her's. Oh wait, she already did to her teacher."

We all sit in question. Was it a bad idea?

Frankie

Of course it's a bad idea. It was a horrible idea. We're like siblings if not closer.

"Ew no. That's gross. Plus me and Scott already kissed. I don't think sex would make it less awkward. Not that they were. It's just no. No thanks," I waved my hand in disgust.

"Well, I just thought it would be an okay idea. That's all," Daisy suggested.

"What is wrong with you," I asked her.

"Nothing. I ju-"

"Wanna lose your virginity?" Scott interrupted.

"What?" She questioned.

"You heard me."

She started stuttering. "I'm not, I'm not a virgin. I've done sex before. Sksk," she stuttered.

"Virgin," I yelled. I don't why. I lost my virginity literally like a few hours ago.

I turned so my back faced them. Scott started bussing out into laughter.

Then, I heard a girlish shriek behind me and turned to see Daisy twisting Scotts ear. God, he was in agony and besides cringe, I couldn't help but laugh as he screamed in pain. He sounded like such a little girl.

"That's what you get. Do it again and I'll twist something a little more ballsy," Daisy spat before storming out.

"Goodbye to you too," Scott yelled. "Anyways, how do you feel?"

"Well. My legs hurt and my, you know."

"Mmm. Men don't have to deal with that," Scott giggled a little.

"Mmm, you sure? Anal..." I drifted off.

"What about it?" He seemed confused as if he wasn't aware of gay sex.

"Gay sex. Anal. Penis in butt," I gave him a confused look, to his confused look.

"Ohh. Well straight guys don't have to deal with it," he shrugged off.

"Not if you get arrested," I mumbled. Honestly I couldn't help but laugh.

"Yeah newsflash, your mumble game is weak. I heard your dum remark. And Daisy is more likely to get arrested first," he informed me.

"Oh really?" I gave him a serious look.

"Actually no. Mr. Elliot is." He started crying.

"Your acting like it was illegal. I mean it is but it wasn't. I'm 18 he's how ever old." I told him.

"Right. Just, funny. Hey you talked to Samantha? Dumb question I know but...have you?"

"If you knew it was dumb, why ask?" He shrugged his shoulders. I rolled my eyes. "No. She did text me once to ask where I was going but I left her on read."

"You still have her number?"

"Well Scott, as you love to say, obvious. I kept it because maybe one day I might forgive. But that's not going to happen. She's still a jealous whore and I can't deal with that right now. But why was she asking?"

"I don't know. I'm guessing to figure where your asking."

"Oh. Well," I shrugged, "doesn't matter really.

***

Scott

So Frankie and I split up. Now, I'm just searching for some. If you know what I mean.

Not paying attention, I bumbed into someone's large body.

"Aw, I'm sorry," the person said immediately.

I was scratching my head, "yeah you better b- oh. Hi." It was Frankie's roommate.

"Hey," he started smiling like an idiot. "Look I didn't mean to freak you out earlier."

"Nah. It's fine. It's just...well...we thought..."

"I was talking about Frankie? No. You though, looks so damn tasty," he bit his lip.

"I- I um. I'm not-"

"Gay?" He got closer to me, "that's what they all say," he whispered in my ear before walking away.

I honestly didn't know how to respond or react or anything in that matter.

Of course, I'm not a homophobe. Out of all people in this world who I actually don't hate, there probably like the only ones. Beside Frankie, Daisy and Andrew, I had this one friend, gay as hell, I swear he was like my favorite human being.

Speaking of Andrew, he just texted me.

Andrew: Yo. What're you up too?

Scott: y?

Andrew: bc. I wanna know. It's not like I'm having much fun atm.

Scott: o. Where'd you go?

Andrew: you'll find out soon...

Scott: wtf does that mean?

Andrew: you'll see. Trust me.

Scott: whatever you fucken weirdo. Ttyl. Im going to bug the shit outtah Daisy.

Andrew: the dangerous one?

Scott: yup.

Idrk what this chapter was.