Chapter 27, The weird spots on the sheets

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Brook's pov

I was having breakfast when Andy came down with a big smile on his face. I knew I remembered he had a smile like that for something, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I shrugged and continued eating my toast with salmon. Few minutes later Rye came down as well. He also had a weird look on his face. He made tea and breakfast and went to sit down. I almost chocked in my food when Rye screamed and got up from his chair. He scared me, what the fuck is going on?

"You alright, mate?" Harper asked.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. I just fell on my tailbone, that's it." I laughed; what did he do to fall on his tailbone and to scream like that?

"Bro, whit did you do." I asked

"I landed wrong when I did a backflip." the boys laughed at this when Rye left the kitchen to go to the living area.

I just wanted to take a bite from my toast when Sonny said;
"So, seems like someone had a good time!" I looked up and saw Andy's neck covered with hickeys. I pulled the sweater further down and gasped as I saw a huge dark red spot on Andy's neck and collarbone.

"Jeez, Andy." was all I could say. He quickly went upstairs embarrassed. I knew I recognised that look on his face, he got late. I continued eating my toast, the boys didn't talk about it anymore.

When I was cleaning up, I start to think about Andy again. Wait a minute, who did he sleep with? I was gone from 8 till 12 pm, means he or had a quicker, or she is still in his room. Nah, Andy wouldn't do neither of them. He would tell us when he likes someone. He also did very mysterious about it and acted al weird. Plus, those hickey's! Must have been a very strong girl then to leave THOSE kinda hickeys. Especially that dark red one, jeez!

I went to my room and started to play the guitar, as my head drifted off in the world of music. Making my head clean from its thoughts and worries, my body completely relaxed.

After a few minutes my trance got disturbed as a string didn't sound good. I got up and started to look for my tuner but couldn't find him! Must be in Andy's room as it is actually his, but I "borrowed" it. I knocked on the door and I didn't get a reaction back. I walked in and nobody was there. Must have missed him, because of my guitar I don't hear much. I walked towards his desk and searched for his tuner and found it. I turned around and wanted to walk away, but stopped as something grabbed my attention.
I walked to his night stand and picked up the buddle of lube. Way to go Fovvs! I put it down, and my eyes went to his bed. His sheet was laying messed up on his bed, what was not a normal thing for Andy. His sheets are dark grey, but I saw something white. I opened his bed and gasped. White spots covered his sheets. I looked at it and recognised it, that was sperm! I was kinda weirded out, as I thought he would use a condom and not be so stupid to use the pull-out method. He could get that girl pregnant or get a STD. I covered the sheets again and my eyes went towards the end of his bed on the ground. NO FUCKING WAY! That's Rye's shirt... What is that doing here? Did he steal it? I saw Andy's shirt lying somewhere else on the ground. Why are their shirt lying on the ground?
I walked to Andy's bin, no condom. Why didn't he use a condom? He has those right? I opened his drawer to find a pack lying there. See!

Suddenly a thought popped up. Could it be? I opened the sheets again and looked at the marks that showed that someone slept in there. One big one, too big for Andy, and a small one, Andy's size. I started to progress what I just saw and the thought in my head made more and more sense.

Then it hit me: Rye cannot sit because his ass hurts and you hear that gay guys have that when they get fucked for the first time! OMG! ANDY FUCKED RYE! RYE FUCKED ANDY! THEY'VE FUCKED EACH OTHER! OMG! I ran out of his room and walked towards mine. Omg, what now? Should I tell them? Well maybe it's not true. I mean Andy also could have stolen Rye's shirt and fucked another really big women or man, and Rye actually fell. I tried to convince myself that nothing happened between them but everything just started to make sense. The fights, the fact that I haven't seen Emma for a while, the hickeys. Everything.

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