Three is a Crowd

When Amanda woke up the next day her body was sore and aching. She groaned and shifted slightly, before she realised she was trapped in between two bodies, both of which had an arm around her hip and waist . The memory of last night came back in a flood, her brain aching from the over consumption of alcohol. It came back to her in bits and pieces, and some of it was a blur. She remembered being dragged upstairs to the bedroom, where they wasted no time in taking each other’s clothes off. The rest was a blur of images of her with Gerard fucking on the bedroom floor, her and Frank on the huge bed that Frank and Gerard claimed as their own and watching Frank and Gerard together, which was an oddly erotic sight. She never thought she would find voyeurism a turn on, especially when it involved two men. She rubbed her face, her head hurting and a sinking feeling in her stomach that was mixing unpleasantly with the soured alcohol. In retrospect, maybe it hadn’t been a very good idea to screw her boss and his boyfriend. She kept her eyes closed, not wanting to wake up and face the reality of the situation she had gotten herself into. Her hangover was enough to deal with on its own without the added complication of dealing with Gerard and Frank.

As much as she tried not to think about it, she couldn’t stop Gerard’s words from last night racing through her head. Was what he wanted actually possible? A relationship between two people was hard enough to maintain, adding another person into the mix would make it a train wreck waiting to happen surely? Trying to keep one person’s wants, needs and emotions in balance with your own flaws was a tough job that Amanda had always had a hard time managing. All her previous relationships had suffered because she was either too selfish to consider the impact of her actions on the other person, or the other person just didn’t care about her enough to want to make her happy. Her lack of experience when it came to relationships was really hitting her now, as she felt the weight of what she had silently agreed to last night fall on top of her. Could she handle it?

She was a jealous person by her very nature. Even as a child she always envied the toys her older sister or friends had instead of just enjoying her own perfectly nice toys her parents had gotten for her. She would never show her jealousy as she got older, knowing that her obsessive coveting was a flaw that could be used against her. It also made her work harder, as she competed with her friends to make sure she had the best grades, the best work ethic, the best of everything. Part of the reason she had applied for the job in the first place was because one of her friends had gotten a well paid job just out of college. Amanda made sure to get an even better paid job, not out of spite but, because she knew if she didn’t do it the jealousy would consume her to the point where she would destroy her friendship. She always wanted more than she could have, and now she had agreed to share a person she had spent the last few weeks obsessing over with his boyfriend. While she had enjoyed watching the two of them together last night, the idea of Gerard and Frank together all the time made her stomach twist uncomfortably. Gerard had admitted he had feelings for her last night, but he was in love with Frank. She knew she would be the third wheel in the relationship, the one that would be left behind should the need arise. While she knew it was the way it should be, Gerard’s and Frank’s history together couldn’t let it be otherwise, she knew that eventually it would wear her down. This was one situation when she couldn’t compete to gain more of Gerard’s affections, and deep down, she knew she shouldn’t. While Frank had made the moves on her last night she knew that he loved Gerard, she could see it in his eyes when he had agreed to Gerard’s suggestion. She didn’t want to be the one to cause Frank pain. Even though she didn’t know him very well, she knew him well enough to know he was a good person, who was probably too good for Gerard.

She was taken away from her thoughts when she felt the arm that was slung over her waist move, tightening around her and pulling her back into a warm body. The person cradled their head into the back of her neck as he released a soft moan. She could feel their warm breath on her neck, and she couldn’t help the shaky breath she released as it sent a comfortable shiver of awareness down her spine. Realising she was awake, she felt the person’s lips on her neck placing a soft kiss before smiling against her skin. She opened her eyes and saw Gerard was still sleeping in front of her.

‘Does your head hurt as much as mine does right now?’ she heard Frank’s voice speak softly behind her and she could almost wear the wince of pain in his voice.

‘I think it hurts more’ she replied in a whisper.

He groaned in pain and then sighed.

‘I think we need my hangover cure’ he whispered, as he pulled his body away from hers and got out of bed. She heard his feet treading lightly on the wooden floor and heard drawer opening. He shuffled about for a few seconds as he got dressed before she heard his deep voice speak again.

‘Here’ he said, throwing a top over to the spot he had just vacated on the bed. ‘You can wear that if you want.’

She sat up gingerly before tentatively taking the top into her hands. It was long enough to be a dress for her, and gratefully pulled it on over her head.

‘C’mon’ he said, nudging his head towards the door.

She left the bed as gently as she could, not wanting to disturb Gerard from his slumber. She walked over to Frank, who took her hand and lead her out the door.

He took her back downstairs as Amanda followed him without question, feeling too hung-over to put up any resistance. For a person who seemed so submissive to Gerard, he was surprisingly authoritative when it came to her, leading her places and taking control of situations without any consideration for what her feelings or thoughts were. She was concerned when she realised that she didn’t mind this too much. She was never one to be submissive when it came to her life and what happened in it, but she got the feeling that the control she once had over her life was slowly disappearing before her eyes.

He took her back into the room they had begun in last night. She blushed when she saw her clothes scattered across the floor and remembered Gerard had undressed her as Frank claimed her mouth with his own lips. Frank made his way to the mini bar and gestured for Amanda to sit on one of the stools in front of him as he stood behind the bar counter. He began to make up some concoction that Amanda was certain she didn’t want to know the recipe to, as the smell hit her nostrils, making her stomach lurch. Frank saw the look on her face, and smiled with a wicked gleam in his eyes.

‘It smells and taste awful, but trust me, in half an hour you’ll feel better.’ He promised.

He poured the cocktail into two glasses, handing one to Amanda who questioned whether she should take the risk of drinking it.

‘Just drink it, you’ll thank me for it later.’ He demanded in a firm voice, as he tipped his glass to his lips. As though on instinct she immediately raised her own glass and drink it down in two gulps in order to avoid tasting it. It didn’t work and she gagged slightly, her hand rising to cover her mouth as she spluttered ungraciously.

‘Oh my God, that was vile.’ She gasped out, her nose scrunched up in disgust.

‘I know, but it really is the hair of the dog. I’ll stick on some TV, we can watch some cartoons and tell me how you feel in half an hour.’

He walked out from behind the bar and headed over to one of the couches in front of the giant flat screen TV on the wall. She followed him soundlessly, flopping down on the couch beside him as he used the remote the flick through the channels before he found something acceptable for them to watch. He put the remote down and rested his arm on the side of the couch, pulling Amanda against his body with his other arm. She didn’t protest, resting her head on his shoulder as she cuddled into him, enjoying the warmth and comfort of his body. She knew it wouldn’t be too long before Gerard woke up and she wanted to use the down time to gather her thoughts before the inevitable awkward conversation about what last night meant happened.

Notes

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