It was around 11 AM next day that Roman finally let her know he was still alive. She had just gone through the check out line at a beauty shop when he called her.
"Hey big brother," she answered her phone.
"Hey River, mind joining me for a coffee?" He asked.
"Already done with your newest catch?" She teased.
"For now," he smirked. "I'm already down at our favourite coffee bar. Are you joining me or not?"
"I'll be there in 15 minutes," she said.
She walked from the beauty shop to the coffee shop. She held her breath for a second when she walked in and was met by the smirking faces of Seth and Dean. Roman sat on the other side of the table and patted the seat next to him. She tried not to give away that she was sore when she sat down but she saw the amused looks on Seth and Dean's faces.
"I hope you don't mind that I called them too," he said.
"Not at all," she smiled across the table.
"What did you get?" Dean asked.
He snatched the bag out of her hand and before she could stop him, they all stared at the orange hair dye in his hand.
"You can't be serious," Roman said.
"Why?" Seth asked.
"I just thought I'd make myself look more fun," she answered.
"Fun?" Dean snorted.
"Becky has orange hair, right?" Roman asked.
"Yes, but it's not about Elias. I swear, Roman. I don't want him back," she said.
"What's it about then?" He asked.
"I just want men to notice me and want to go out with me," she answered.
"And you think orange hair will make a difference?" He shook his head. "Put that away, Dean. It's fucking stupid."
Dean put the hair dye back in the bag but he didn't hand the bag back to her. Instead Roman stood up and pointed at her.
"Cappuccino as always?" He asked.
She nodded and he pointed at Seth and Dean.
"And you? The same?" He asked.
Another couple of nods came in his direction and he smiled before walking up to the counter to order four cappuccinos.
"Can I have that back?" She pointed at the bag.
"Nope," Dean answered.
"You don't need to dye your hair to make yourself more interesting," Seth said. "I don't know why you can't see it yourself but you're beautiful, mouse, inside out."
"How's your ass, by the way?" Dean smirked.
"Sore but you already knew that," she smirked back. "Delightful sore, I might add."
"Delightful even?" He stuck out his tongue. "I think I have to do that very soon again then."
"I think so too," she said.
Seth leaned a bit forward. He wanted to reach over and touch her but he didn't dare to do so with Roman being in the same room.
"Speaking of your ass," he cracked a little smile. "What else can we do to it?"
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Are you up for taking a dick up your ass?" Dean asked blatantly.
"I... I don't know," she stuttered.
"Never done it before?" Seth asked.
"No," she answered.
"Not even a finger?" He continued.
She blushed and looked down but heard the low chuckling from both men.
"You have," he said.
"One or two?" Dean asked.
"Two," she answered lowly.
"Was it Elias?" Seth asked.
"Hell, no!" She looked up again.
"Tell us right now before Roman gets back," he demanded. "Keep your eyes up and that blush down and tell us who's been so lucky to play with your ass and how he did it."
"Better hurry," Dean teased. "Two cappuccinos already lined up. If you don't spill it before he gets back, we'll wait till he's gone and then drag you around the building and fuck you right up against it no matter who might see it."
"No, not publicly!" She pleaded.
"Talk!" Seth demanded.
She looked up at Roman as the third cappuccino was put on the counter and the barista started on the final one.
"My ex before Elias," she looked back at them. "Viktor."
"Never heard of him," Seth said.
"We were only together three months," she said.
"And what did he do to your sweet ass?" Dean asked.
"He liked to finger both my holes at the same time," she held her hand up and pointed to her index and middle finger. "These two in my pussy and the other two in my ass."
"And did you like it?" He asked.
She felt like such a slut sitting in a coffee shop telling two men about her sex life. Two men she had fucked together on top of it. And at the same time she felt so liberated, free and sexy. It was a confusing mix.
"Yes, I loved it actually," she admitted. "He could make me cum like crazy when he did that, especially when his tongue was in on the action too."
"You little vixen," Dean chuckled.
"So how come he never got to fuck your ass?" Seth asked.
"He was waiting until I was ready. And I was ready but I wasn't in love with him so I broke up with him," she answered.
"Would you let one of us fuck your ass?" He asked.
"Or both of us?" Dean asked.
She looked towards the counter just to see Roman pick up all four cappuccinos.
"Maybe," she looked back at them. "I'll think about it."
"Great!" Dean smiled widely.
The four cappuccinos were placed on the table and they all looked up at Roman.
"What did I miss?" He sat down.
"We talked her out of dyeing her hair," Dean answered.
"Thank goodness," Roman said.
"You treat me like I'm a kid," she crossed her arms.
"You are," Roman teased.
"It's not funny, Roman! I'm only two years younger than you. So what if I wanna dye my hair? Becky is fucking gorgeous and I'm not good enough," she felt tears in her eyes. "I'm never good enough. He needs to fuck other women because I'm a bad girlfriend."
"Stop it!" Roman slammed his hand down on the table.
Some people turned their heads to see what was going on before resuming to their own conversations again.
"That's his words coming out of your mouth!" He hissed.
"So? They're true," she said.
"No, they're fucking not!" Dean gritted his teeth.
"Roman's right, mouse. You're a beautiful woman and you got men turning their heads when you walk by. You just don't notice them because you're always looking down at your feet instead of keeping your head up high," Seth said.
"Fine, whatever," she grabbed her cappuccino. "I'm gonna go home."
"Will you listen in on our show tonight?" Seth asked.
"Maybe," she shrugged. "If my coworkers are okay with it."
"I can't. I'm on duty," Roman said.
"I'll see you at home, Roman," she said.
She squeezed his shoulder and walked out with her cappuccino.
"Thanks, guys," he smiled at his two friends.
"We're just putting the truth out there. It's a shame she thinks that little of herself," Seth said.
"Elias is a bitch!" Roman growled. "And he fucked another bitch!"
The men broke up half an hour later and Roman went home to get a few hours of sleep before having to go to work. Seth and Dean walked through town until Dean stopped in front of an insurance company.
"What? You need a new car insurance?" Seth asked.
"River mentioned one time that Elias works here," Dean said.
"Oh, hell yeah!" Seth grinned.
They walked inside not knowing who to look for. They had never met Elias. They just wanted to see the bastard who had broken her heart.
"Orange hair," Dean nodded towards a woman and looked at the little name sign on her table. "Becky Lynch."
The two men walked over to the woman and she put on her most seductive smile as she looked up at them.
"What can I do for you gentlemen?" She asked.
"Gentlemen?" Seth chuckled. "There's no gentlemen in this room."
"I'm sorry?" She looked confused.
Dean placed his hands on the table and leaned closer.
"At least we own what we are. What are you, you ugly cunt? Fucking someone else's boyfriend in their shared bed?" He spoke lowly.
Her eyes flickered towards another table and they followed her gaze to see a longhaired man too deep in a phone conversation to even notice the two men at her desk. They both eyed the little name sign on his table. Elias Samson.
"Fuck, he's ugly," Dean laughed.
"Keep him," Seth looked at her. "You're the only one who cares to bend over for him these days anyway and he's the only man filthy enough to want to stick his dick inside a whore like you."
"And the orange hair makes you look cheap which you are so I guess that's fitting enough," Dean said. "You ugly cunt!"
They walked out as fast as they had entered, leaving the orange haired woman to storm out to the bathroom to cry without anyone noticing. She deserved it. She had hurt River and she knew Elias was spoken for. She even knew River and had pretended to be friendly around her whenever they had met.
"That felt good," Seth smiled once they were out on the streets.
"Do we tell River what we did?" Dean asked.
"I don't see a need for it," Seth answered. "We are gonna send her a personal message on tonight's show though."
"I can see you already have something in mind," Dean chuckled.
River was working on the shelter with the radio running in the background. No one had anything against her choosing the radio station and she had been listening to the station all night where Seth and Dean worked. She had smiled when their voices came through and their show began.
"And on to another personal greeting from one of our listeners," Seth started. "This one is for mouse."
"From masters," Dean added.
She turned around and stared at the radio with a smile.
"I think the lyrics speak for itself on this one," Seth said amused.
Adam Lambert's song "For Your Entertainment" started and she struggled to keep the laughter within. It was so them to do something like that to make her smile and she was smiling. Wider than she had smiled in ages. The lyrics sure sent the message to her clear. They weren't done playing with her. Far from.
