Chapter 35

Polyamory

A/N: Hello, citizens of Earth. As per usual, there is something I want to clarify before I begin. Obviously there have been a lot of fucked up fathers in this story, ex. James Cunningham, Joe Burkebeaque, Micah Lee, Mike Russell, even Todd Morrow to a lesser degree (he is a drug dealer after all,) and now Ernest Adams. Kind of a heavy list, but I just want to say that this is not meant to be criticism of fathers in general. Just criticism of dads who think that because they're older and more "experienced," and because they have money, that they can get away with anything (James), dads who can't control themselves when drunk and put their drinking habits ahead of their kids safety (Joe), as well as dads who want to live their lives vicariously through their kids and therefore restrict their individuality in the process (Micah.) Ironically, the most sensible and level-headed father figure in the story, Rick Collins, is a) gay, and b) dead.

Time: 9 February 2008

Eva was always an interesting kind of girl. Clearly she wasn't the most attractive girl in the world, maybe not horribly hideous or anything, but certainly nothing special to look at. Nor was she the typical "butch" girl, although many people thought of her that way. She was definitely an athlete; she had recently been honing her skills in on basketball, and was the youngest person on the girls' varsity basketball team at 15 (for the record, she played point guard.) She also spent a ton of time in the gym, working out and whatnot. Partly it was because physical fitness was very important to her, but a much bigger part of it was simply because it was really the only place she actually felt comfortable. Athletics was really the only thing she knew that well. As mentioned earlier, she wasn't extremely pretty; she had the charisma of a deformed goat, very little people skills, and was an open lesbian, something which was still relatively looked down upon unfortunately, so she was essentially a social non-factor to everyone except Lindsay.

And speaking of Lindsay, this girl had once again, in just a few short days, become a huge part of Eva's life. Lindsay was everything she ever wanted in a woman, a hot blonde bombshell, who looked like a complete ditz but could actually be very intelligent, was passionate about things she cared about and liked to get kinky in bed. But Eva was scared, scared of losing her to a more attractive girl, scared of chasing her away with her strange social quirks, and scared of falling too deeply in love with her despite the fact that they didn't know each other that well. That last one was what scared Eva the most because that had happened the last time they dated, and she had a feeling it was happening again.

Eva desperately wanted Lindsay to think she was sexy, and appreciate her body. When she was around Lindsay, especially when they were going out, she would wear clothes that she would never normally wear, things she hated that became a lot less hateable if Lindsay thought they were hot. She was even considering asking Lindsay to take some nude photos of her, but decided to wait until a little longer in the relationship for that.

Anyways, Lindsay was over at Eva's house again. For the moment, they were just talking about life and whatnot.

"Y'know Lindsay, I have no fucking idea how you manage to deal with Ezekiel," Eva said.

"What's so bad about Ezekiel?" Lindsay asked.

"He's a sexist douchebag, and just a general moron. He's one of the least likeable people I've ever met, so I'm not quite sure how you manage to live in the same house as him."

"He's not so bad once you get to know him. His dad's a little bit annoying though, but they're alright."

"If you say so…" Eva said.

"What? Are you jealous?"

"No, I'm not jealous."

"You sure?" Lindsay asked, "Because you sound jealous."

"I'm not jealous…"

"So you're not jealous at all that Ezekiel gets to stay in the same house as me, while we're stuck pretty far away from each other?" Lindsay asked seductively, "And maybe I even let him sleep in the same bed as me sometimes… still not jealous?"

Eva shook her head, "Y'know, I'd hate you if I didn't love you so much."

"That makes no sense."

"Shut up and accept my compliment," Eva said.

"How about I do this instead?" And Lindsay kissed Eva on the lips.

"Now you have to return the favour," Lindsay said once they finished kissing.

"How about I return the favour on your other lips," Eva said.

Lindsay laughed, "You're such a bad girl, Eva. And I hope you know what bad girls get…"

"Um… a spanking?" Eva asked.

"Exactly. Now get your ass over here, bitch, and lemme turn it red."

So, long story short, Eva got spanked, they ended up having sex, and blah; blah; blah.

Time: 10 February 2008

Jhonen was over, spending the night at Bridgette's house. It was about midnight or so, he and Bridgette had just had sex, Bridgette was fast asleep and Jhonen was downstairs getting something to eat, as let's face it, sex can make you pretty fucking hungry.

All of a sudden, just as Jhonen was going to open the fridge, he was pushed against the wall and then forcefully kissed. He felt a female body pressed against his, but because it was dark, he couldn't really see who.

"Hello?" He asked, after managing to push this woman off him for a little bit, "Who the fuck are you?"

"Sorry…" She said, before walking away and turning on the light in the kitchen.

"Veronica?" Jhonen asked, "What the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm tired of seeing Bridgette with my man," Veronica said, "If she wants you, she's gonna have to deal with some competition."

"Veronica, you're her mom. Shouldn't you be, I don't know, a little more mature than that?" Jhonen asked. For the record, he didn't have a problem with the fact that Ronnie wanted his dick, but it was a little bit strange.

"Maybe I should be… but I ain't." Ronnie said, and began kissing Jhonen again.

About an hour later, Jhonen and Veronica were lying on the couch, after having sex, when Bridgette came downstairs and saw them.

"MOM!" Bridgette yelled, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Listen babe," Veronica said, "You know I really like Jhonen, you know I have for a long time now. So… why would you deprive me of my chance to get with the man of my dreams?"

"Well he's my boyfriend!" Bridgette said, "You can't just steal my boyfriend!"

"Well, we could share him." Veronica said.

"Are you fucking crazy?" Bridgette asked, "I don't share my boys with anyone, especially not my own mother."

"I don't see why not," Veronica said, "You like him, I like him, he likes both of us, everyone wins."

Bridgette sighed, "I really don't know about this. I mean, it seems kind of… unnatural."

"And when's that ever stopped you before? I mean, when you think about all the dicks you've sucked in your life, Bridgette, the difference between that and sharing your boy-toy with your mama really isn't much."

"Alright fine," Bridgette said, "But we're just sharing him. No threesomes!"

"Alright, fine," Veronica said.

Hmm… Veronica thought.

Jhonen then woke up, mostly because of the talking.

"What's going on?" He asked.

"Bridgette and I have come to an agreement," Veronica said, "We've decided to share you."

"I can't fucking believe this," Jhonen said, "I've had no luck with girls before now, and now I have 2 smoking hot girlfriends. There's just one problem… my mom will flip shit if I spend too much time here."

"Don't worry about your mom," Veronica said, "You'll find I can be very… persuasive."

God damn it Ronnie, Veronica thought to herself, you're starting to sound like Leanne. Get a hold of yourself, girl.

Time: 11 February 2008

Lindsay, Courtney, Gwen and Heather all met up at lunch to "discuss" their weekends. For the record, by this point Courtney had become pretty cool with the other three girls, almost like an unofficial fourth member of the group (kind of like what Bridgette used to be before she fucked it all up and was now still trying to get them to forgive her.)

"So… how did it go?" Lindsay asked.

"How'd what go?" Courtney asked.

"Your Friday night's? You know, when you hooked up with all those people."

"Oh yeah, right," Gwen said, "Well, I had so much fucking fun. That's the first time I've ever just randomly hooked up with someone I barely knew before, so it was kind of like a new experience for me. I thought it was cool."

"Looks like you had more fun than I did," Heather said, "Sandra was good, but that DeSean dude had no fucking idea what he was doing… and his dick was pretty small too."

"You should stick to girls, Heather," Lindsay said, "They're better."

"Fuck off Lindsay," Heather said.

Lindsay glared at Heather and Courtney began talking.

"Well, Kim and I had a great time," Courtney said, "The only problem is now she won't stop calling me. I mean, every few hours I'll get a call from her. I've told her I'm in a relationship, but she still won't leave me alone."

"Why don't you and Duncan have a threesome with her?" Lindsay asked.

"But that won't get her to leave me alone. If anything it'll make her more obsessed."

"I know," Lindsay said, "But if someone's obsessed with you, why not have a little fun? They get their desired companion, and you get a little bit of sexytimes."

"You're an asshole sometimes, Lindsay, you know that," Gwen said.

Lindsay shrugged.

Time: 12 February 2008

Gwen and Heather met in the cafeteria at the school.

"Are the rumors true, Heather?" Gwen asked, "Did you finally do it?"

"Yeah." Heather said, "I've been wanting to break up with Cody for like several months now. Honestly, I'm glad I finally did it."

"What exactly was your problem with him, anyways?"

"He just wasn't fucking interesting enough. He's a nice guy and all, but he's dull. And every time he tried to be more interesting, he just ended up making a complete ass of himself. Look, out of all the guys I've dated, Cody was by far the least horrible; and I'm sure he'll make some girl happy someday. It's just I'm not that girl," Heather concluded.

"How did he take the news?" Gwen asked.

"He basically just nodded and wished me the best, but it was pretty obvious he was hurting," Heather said, "I feel kind of bad. And I never feel bad about hurting men."

Gwen laughed.

"Well, at least now I get to spend more time with someone I really care about," Heather said, and glared at Gwen.

"It's me, isn't it?" Gwen asked, "That's cute."

"Hey, I was trying to complement you." Heather said.

"I know, and I was saying it was cute," Gwen said.

Natalie walked up to the table where Gwen and Heather were seated, "Get a room, you two." She said, and then left.

"God I fucking hate her," Heather said.

"I know, same," Gwen added, "I know Lindsay's been trying to kill her for like a year and a half."

Gwen and Heather started laughing, until Heather realized something.

"Wait," she said, "You think maybe she knows?"

The two girls briefly looked at each other, before saying "Nah."

Time: 13 February 2008

Rudy was in a precarious position. He had pondered about what Ashley told him, but still couldn't come to a definitive decision. He did really like Ashley and was happy to be in a relationship with him, but given his age, he wasn't sure if he was ready to move in with his girlfriend full-time. He was also concerned that she had more feelings towards him than he did towards her. Not really sure what to do, he decided to ask Gwen for advice.

"I think you should stick to your gut," Gwen said, after Rudy explained the situation to her, "If you're not comfortable with taking your relationship to the next level, don't do it. I mean, you are only 11."

"What if she doesn't appreciate that?"

"If she's gonna dump you because you don't want to live with her, than she was a shitty girlfriend to begin with."

Just then, the doorbell rang, with Gwen going to answer it. She opened the door to find none other than Ashley Sagan herself there.

"Hey Gwen," Ashley said, "Is Rudy here?"

"Yeah, he's downstairs." Gwen said.

Ace walked downstairs from her room and glared at Ashley.

"Um… what is she doing here?" Ace asked condescendingly.

"Um… I'm dating your son, that's what." Ashley said.

"Yeah, and I told both you and him to stop! So stop coming over here you horrible fucking piece of shit!"

"Yeah… well… so are you!"

Ace shoved Ashley outside the door, and Ashley shoved back, and soon it turned into a fistfight, with Gwen and Heather (who had made her way up the stairs,) trying to stop it. After the shoving died down a little, Heather spoke up.

"Why don't you two find a room, and have a little heart-to-heart chat," she said.

"Why should I?" Ace asked.

"Because I don't want to have to deal with you two trying to kill each other all the fucking time."

Ace sighed, "Fine, we'll talk in my room. Come with me, little girl."

Ashley followed Ace up to her room, leaving Gwen and Heather to go back downstairs.

"I just realized," Gwen said, "Now that I'm in a relationship and you're not… what are we gonna do for Valentine's Day?"

"Go have fun with Geoff," Heather said, "I'll just hang out with… I don't know… maybe Bridgette I guess."

"Well… that's depressing," Gwen said, "Not the hanging out with Bridgette part, although she is boring. I mean the part about being alone on Valentine's Day."

"Yeah, well… I'll manage." Heather said.

Just then, Gwen started smirking, "Or maybe…"

"Or maybe what?"

"Remember back in the day when we used to have threesomes with Trent?"

"Yeah," Heather said, "But that was before you and I became our own little thing. It might be kinda awkward now."

"Maybe, but it will also be a lot more fun."

Heather pondered for a moment, "Point taken. But what if Geoff is one of those romantic types who wants his girl and only his girl on VD."

"He's not." Gwen said, "Besides, all guys are basically perverts anyways. Some of them might have good intentions, but if you get two hot girls who want to bang a guy, he's not gonna refuse no matter what day it is or what his relationship/marital status might be."

"Unless he's gay," Heather said.

"Well no shit!"

They sat there quietly for a bit, when Gwen said, "I'm feeling horny."

"Me too," Heather said.

"Lemme get some booze," Gwen said.

Gwen grabbed some booze from upstairs, and the two girls got a little bit tipsy, which not surprisingly, resulted in them ending up fucking.

Meanwhile, in Ace's room

"I can't believe I'm gonna have a horrible bitch like you as my mother-in-law," Ashley said.

"Mother-in-law?" Ace asked, "Listen sweetie, you're getting so far ahead of yourself, I'm pretty sure your head is on a different planet than your feet."

Ashley glared at her, "Okay, why do you hate me so much?" She asked honestly.

"Because not only are you stupid, and petty, but you're also a dangerous influence to Rudy. He can do so much better than you, but no, he chose someone like you instead."

"Exactly, he chose me. So can't you be happy for his choice?"

Ace sat down on the bed right next to Ashley, so the two were uncomfortably close.

"I can't just be happy for a stupid decision, even if it's made by my step-son."

"And how am I a dangerous influence to him?"

"Because, as I just mentioned… forget it, you'll never understand."

Ashley shook her head. She had tried to reach Ace by talking, but just couldn't.

Maybe she's more touchy-feely, Ashley thought.

"Would you like a back massage?" Ashley asked. God, that sounded stupid, she later thought.

"Um… no."

Despite her answer, Ashley proceeded to give her one anyways, pushing her down onto the bed and rubbing her back.

"Ashley, I'm fucking pregnant," Ace said, "Don't push me onto my stomach."

"Oh my God! How many months?" Ashley asked.

"About 1," Ace said.

"What are you gonna name her?" Ashley asked.

"Why do all girls always assume it's going to be a girl? I don't know the gender, or any names."

"Well, I don't know for sure if it's gonna be a girl," Ashley said, "But girls are cute."

"Cute, huh?" Ace said, assuming that Ashley didn't quite understand the potential implications of what she was saying.

Ace got up, and sat down next to Ashley.

"Seriously though, I'm not in the mood for a back massage."

"Oh… well, okay."

Ace looked at Ashley for a minute. She was obviously very pretty, it was quite apparent what Rudy saw in her. And yeah, she wasn't very bright, and she annoyed Ace, but maybe Ace would be annoyed a little less if she could get some kind of sexual satisfaction out of this girl. Bottom line, she was horny, and she could feel the tension, both sexual and non-sexual, between the two girls, so why not go for it?

I'm thinking about fucking a teenage girl who's dating my step-son… who I hate with a passion, Ace thought, I really need to get laid more.

Truthfully, Ace had not been getting laid very much lately. Her sex life with Todd had plateaued to the point where sometimes they'd go months without having sex, and when they did screw, it wasn't very satisfying. And chasing after other people wasn't really much of an option; for one thing, Ace didn't have the energy or the patience, for another, while she was still fairly attractive, she also had no charisma. Back in her teens and twenties, she could get away with that, but at 39 she was no longer the absolute bombshell and therefore couldn't really get away with being a complete dickhole. Yeah, she got Courtney and Duncan, but Courtney really did all the seducing, all Ace had to do was not be a dumbass. But now it was her opportunity to be the seductress.

Slowly she began to rub Ashley's thigh. Ashley seemed revolted, and shifted away. Ace moved closer to her again.

"Um… what the hell are you doing?" Ashley asked.

"Oh, don't be so coy. Just trust me." Ace said.

Ashley seemed to relax a little. Ace then grabbed Ashley's face and kissed her. The kiss lasted for a few seconds, and then when they finished, Ace smirked at Ashley while Ashley stared at her wide-eyed and small-irised. Ace couldn't really tell Ashley's reaction, until Ashley let out a blood-curdling scream, and quickly ran away from Ace, grabbing and carrying an unsuspecting and confused Rudy as she ran out the door as fast as she fucking could.

"Oh…" Ace said sadly.

Todd came home shortly after that, and met Ace in their bedroom.

"You'll never believe what happened to me today!" Ace complained instantly, "Even I don't believe it!"

"What?" Todd asked, lying down on his bed.

"Well, I was hitting on Rudy's girlfriend, and then when I tried to kiss her, she just ran off on me and took Rudy with her. It's complete bullshit! I mean, every other girl who hits on a girl in this entire fucking universe always gets laid… so why the fuck not me!"

Thankfully, for the sake of Todd and Ace's marriage, Todd simply phased out as to what Ace was saying, therefore, he didn't really understand it, "Wait… what was that bit?"

"Y'know what, never mind," Ace said, before adding, "Todd, I need you to fuck me."

"Sorry Megan," Todd said, "I was gonna watch some TV and I'm really not in the mood right now… maybe later, okay?"

"NO!" Ace screamed, "Please, fuck me now!"

Todd, slightly creped out, slowly left the room, leaving Ace to begin sobbing in her bed.

"Why don't people like me?" She wondered aloud to herself. She considered calling up Courtney and asking her if she wanted to come over, but she figured Courtney had other things to do, other MILFs to fuck. She tried playing with herself, but was way too depressed to be horny. Eventually, she fell asleep with a puddle of her tears on the pillow next to hers.

And not surprisingly, Todd didn't fuck her.

Time: 14 February 2008

Ace's sex life might have been a disaster, but for everyone else, today was Valentine's Day which means they were probably going to be getting laid. Ashley and Rudy actually skipped school to go fuck, although this wasn't the first time they'd done this. At some point, Rudy told her that while he loved her, he wasn't ready to move in full-time with her. Rudy braced himself, expecting the worst, but surprisingly enough Ashley was fairly accepting of that, simply stating that she wished they spent more time together. Considering they spent every night together it was a little strange, but Rudy didn't feel like being the argumentative type and agreed.

Meanwhile, Bridgette and Jhonen had plans that night as well. Ronnie wanted in too, but Bridgette demanded that she have him to herself that night, as they were more "romantically involved" than Veronica and Jhonen were, at least in Bridgette's mind anyways. However, once Jhonen suggested that they go to his house, it made more sense for Ronnie to come too, as Jhonen's mother would be more willing to listen to a fellow adult than Bridgette.

So, the trio showed up at Jhonen's house, to find a beautiful but somewhat angry looking woman sitting in the kitchen of Jhonen's house. She had vibrant red hair (think Ariel from The Little Mermaid) which was kind of strange because Jhonen's hair wasn't anything close to red.

"Hi mom," Jhonen said.

"Hello," the woman, Jhonen's mom, said monotonously.

"Well, you look fucking happy today," Jhonen said sardonically.

"I'm absolutely fucking thrilled." Jhonen's mom said, also sardonically. She, like Jhonen, had a very obvious Irish accent, "Those cunts at work are giving me shit… but that's not anything new. I guess I'm gonna meet the dragon today?"

"Dragon?"

"Your fucking girlfriend, dumbass."

"Oh right…"

"Hi, I'm Bridgette," Bridgette said, and extended her hand.

"Arianna," Jhonen's mom said, and reluctantly reached out to shake Bridgette's hand, "Your hand is fucking sweaty." She concluded.

Arianna looked around and saw Veronica, "Who's the bitch with the freaky hair?"

"Um… my name's Veronica, but most people call me Ronnie. I'm… uh… Bridgette's mom."

"Right…" Arianna said, "Well… you're pretty."

"Thanks," Veronica said.

"But I have to wonder what you're doing here," Arianna said, "Considering it's Valentine's Day, I only see two possible options; either she's here to distract me while you two," she said glaring at her son and Bridgette, "fuck upstairs; or she's part of a little love triangle with you two motherfuckers. So which one is it?"

"Um… the second one," Veronica said, before Jhonen or Bridgette could make up some excuse or third option.

"Uh-huh…" Arianna said, before turning to the two girls, "Do you mind waiting somewhere; I want to speak to my son for a little bit?"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Bridgette asked, "We didn't come here just to have you shoo us off instantly."

"Despite my calm demeanor, I assure you that was not a request. Seriously, fuck off while I speak to Jhonen."

Bridgette and Veronica grumblingly wandered off into the TV room, to go watch some TV (no shit!)

"So, you've never had a girlfriend before now, huh?" Arianna asked.

"Swear on my life." Jhonen said.

"Yet you somehow managed to score two hotties in the span of a few days," Arianna said skeptically, "With no prior experience with women. My bullshit radar is going off."

"Mom, I don't know if you've noticed this, but… this city isn't like most cities, in the US, Ireland, or wherever else. It's a strange place where lesbians are everywhere, all girls are whores, every older woman is a MILF, and incest is regarded as fairly regular shit."

"Well, welcome to the Midwest, Jhonen," Arianna said, "And all girls want sex just as much as guys do… they just hide it so they specifically won't be called whores. As for the incest part… well, Bridgette and her mom do seem a little two close."

"No," Jhonen said, "They don't actually fuck each other. I know a girl named Izzy Parker that does fuck her mom… and her dad… and her sister… I think you get the picture."

"Well that's absolutely fucking fabulous," Arianna said, "Anyways, I suppose your sex life is your sex life, and there isn't really much I can do to stop it. Just… be careful. Now that this is out of the way, I want to meet your abhorrent admirers."

And so the quartet sat down in front of the couch, ordered pizza and wings, and began to watch a series of lame romantic comedies. It wasn't how Jhonen envisioned his Valentine's Days going when he first got a girlfriend, but it was alright nevertheless. Unfortunately for Jhonen, he ended up eating way too much and almost threw up once or twice. But other than that it was actually a fairly decent night, until…

Jhonen was making small talk with Bridgette, trying to play the seducer, even though Bridgette didn't need much seducing, especially considering she'd had a beer or two somewhere along the way (although neither of the teenagers got nearly as drunk as Ronnie and Arianna, Ronnie got completely smashed and Arianna wasn't far behind on the "scale of drunkenness.") Anyways, while trying to seduce Bridgette (and succeeding, but partly because she was so sex-obsessed to begin with, as the lines he was using wouldn't have convinced most other girls,) he happened to notice Bridgette's face freeze, and her eyes were slanted to the other side of the couch. When he looked up and saw Arianna and Ronnie passionately making love. Jhonen looked away in disgust, while Bridgette let out a slow applause.

"Mom, what the hell are you doing!" Jhonen exclaimed.

"Jhonen, your mother has the most intoxicating scent of any person, man or woman, I've ever met. I think I'm falling in love with her," Ronnie said, quite uncharacteristically.

"I can see why you like this girl so much," Arianna said, "She is so fucking sexy."

"You have such a hot ass," Ronnie told Arianna.

"So do you, little girl," Arianna replied teasingly.

Suddenly, Jhonen all of a sudden felt a lot less content and a lot more puke-tastic. Seeing his mother having sex right in front of him was bad enough, seeing her having sex right in front of him with another girl was a little bit worse, but seeing her having sex with a girl that he had recently screwed had him searching for some brain bleach. Also, the fact that Bridgette was, while (hopefully) not aroused, intrigued or at the very least unfazed by the adult women's lewd conduct was also little bit unnerving. He didn't want to be an asshole and tell her she couldn't do what she was doing (and it wouldn't have gone over well if he had tried anyways,) but he couldn't help but feel a sense of revulsion.

"Ronnie, do you have to fuck every single person that likes you?" Jhonen muttered, not really thinking through what he was saying.

"I haven't fucked Lindsay," Ronnie said, "Arianna, Lindsay would probably really like you, she has a thing for redheads."

"Who's Lindsay?" Arianna asked.

"Lindsay's this girl who thinks she's really cool and tough and whatnot, but she's not."

"I thought you liked Lindsay," Jhonen said.

"I do, she's fucking hilarious," Ronnie said, "She's just full of herself, and therefore, full of shit. But enough about Tits McGee, let's get back to what we were originally doing."

Ronnie went down on Arianna, and Jhonen groaned.

Meanwhile, for Gwen and Heather, Valentine's Day didn't go as planned either. The problem being that Geoff was apparently very ill and was unable to go out or make anything resembling plans with Gwen (and Heather.) This threw a completely wrench in the throwback threesome style plans that Gwen and Heather had laid out the previous night. So, Gwen and Heather spent the day at school, (and unfortunately had to endure Lindsay and Eva constantly making out the entire day,) followed by them going home, eating chocolate, drinking booze, and fucking each other to multiple orgasms several times throughout the night. After the last time; however, as Heather was lying awake in her bed and Gwen asleep in her arms (and therefore, also her bed, idiot,) she began to experience a sensation which she hadn't really felt before.

She was wondering if her feelings towards Gwen were changing. She and Gwen had been best friends for a very long time now, and they had been fuck buddies as well for about 8 months. This had even reached the point where Heather had no problem leaving Lindsay as the odd girl out in order to spend more time with her best friend with benefits. But it wasn't just the sex that she loved about Gwen. She was beautiful, smart, witty, and even funny sometimes. She had helped her throughout countless times of difficulty, especially regarding her overbearing daddy. Heather most likely wasn't in love with Gwen, but she may very well have been on that path, and she began to wonder if she and Gwen would make a good official couple. The idea sounded nice on its surface, but instantly she encountered some problems. Firstly, she had no idea how Gwen would react. If she told Gwen about her newfound feelings, it might not only ruin the sexual side, but ruin the friendship all together. And if she did accept the relationship, what happens when they break up? Also, her popularity at school would almost certainly take a nosedive. And while she might have not been so obsessed with being little Ms. Popular as she was, say 2-3 years ago, it was still important to her to be well-liked by the masses. Yes, Lindsay gets away with being a dyke and officially dating other women, but Lindsay got away with so much that nobody else in the school would be shot on the spot if they dared attempt that she was beginning to wonder if Lindsay had some kind of hypnosis powers that Heather wasn't aware of.

In the end, all that left Heather was confused, but she did eventually manage to find a way to sleep.

Time: 15 February 2008

"So lemme get this straight," Rudy told his girlfriend, "My step-mom tried to rape you."

"Yup," Ashley said.

"Yet before she hated you," Rudy said.

"That's right," Ashley said.

"Right…" Rudy began talking, "And I'm a mutant space fish. I mean, there are so many things wrong and bizarre in your story that I'm surprised you and Ace aren't falling into the plot holes!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" A confused Ashley asked.

"What it means is, I don't believe you. A note for the future, from now on, pics or it didn't happen."

Also on this date, Ronnie and Arianna announced to the world that they were now an official couple, and teenage boys everywhere rejoiced (except, of course, for Jhonen.) This new official couple had all but destroyed the Jhonen/Bridgette/Ronnie love triangle before it even got off the ground, and thus pushed it squarely into two different sets of couples… at least, for now.

Time: 16 February 2008

Bridgette's birthday. She invited a bunch of her friends over to go and get drunk together. Nothing particularly noteworthy took place, although there were a few incidents where people walked in on Bridgette and Jhonen having sex, and hilarity ensued. Also, Bridgette revealed to Lindsay at about 3 am this morning that she was a Fanfiction writer and asked Lindsay to read her Harry Potter Fanfiction story.

Time: 17 February 2008

Lindsay left the following comment on Bridgette's story:

Hi. First thing I would like to say is I am legitimately surprised by all the positive comments you are getting. It seemed Fanfiction writers and reviewers are even more brain-dead than I had previously thought (and obviously the most brain-dead ones are the ones who name themselves after letters of the alphabet or add the words 'formerly known as' in their name, but that's beside the point.)

But you may be asking me why I think your story is so mind-numbingly horrible. Well, for one thing, your main OC character, Bridget, is the textbook example of a Mary-Sue, she falls in love with the Hero (in this case, Harry,) does everything right all the time, and everyone is smitten with her and treats her as the greatest thing to ever come completely out of nowhere and save the world from seemingly unstoppable forces. Also, it's pretty damn obvious that your Mary-Sue literally is supposed to be you, except with cooler hair, a differently spelled-name and the fact that they can actually do something right.

But let's get to your peripheral characters. First of all, what happens to Ginny? She virtually disappears from the story after 'Bridget' gets together with Harry. It's completely nonsensical. And where is Neville? What about Luna, Fred, George, etc. Why are there so many missing characters from this story? And for Christ Sake, Draco Malfoy is not, not will ever be, a protagonist. Draco is a whiny, petulant, obnoxious, little turd of a human being, who simply appears sympathetic in comparison to complete monsters like Voldemort.

Also, when is this set? They act like older teenagers, but it could still be set any time between the fifth and seventh year. That never even comes close to being explained, you simply skip right into the introduction of Bridget and the romance which doesn't resemble anything close to actual romance.

Also, a lot of the characters are horribly out of character. I mean, picture a Fanfiction writer taking a sweet, naïve, dumb blonde girl and making her more astute, but by the same token making her life much more a living hell. Well, you pretty much just did that, congratulations.

In short, this story was egregiously putrid. It took me 2 hours and 27 minutes to read your 11 chapters of excrement; that's 147 minutes of my life that I will never get back, thankyouverymuch. You should have your writing licence revoked and sent to the incinerator, while this story should find itself in the hottest depths of hell, chilling alongside "Troll 2," "The Room," and any Dragon Ball Z Fanfiction ever written as the work's which should hopefully be forever eradicated from the psyche of everyone who had ever come across the misfortune of having to experience one of these so-called "works of art." As for you, Bridgette, find a new fucking hobby.

P.S. I totally didn't use a thesaurus for this flame. Seriously.

Time: 18 February 2008

Lindsay and Eva were at Eva's house at the moment (which was basically the only house they spent time at, Eva wasn't comfortable with going to Ezekiel's house for a number of reasons,) when the doorbell rang all of a sudden. Eva's mom, Maria, went to open the door, and Sarah Phoenix happened to be standing there, saying she was looking for Eva, and Maria said Eva was upstairs.

Thankfully, Lindsay and Eva weren't having sex or even kissing or anything like that, they were simply chatting, eating, and playing video games (although neither Lindsay nor Eva were that good at Gears of War.)

"Wow, you have an X-Box 360?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah; my mom just bought it," Eva said, "She wants something to distract me from weights other than…"

As Eva was about to finish her sentence, Lindsay shot her a look, as if to say, don't even think about saying what you're about to say.

"Never mind," Eva said, "I can't tell you, it's personal."

Sarah looked confused for a minute, than shrugged.

"Sorry, I forgot for a second she was homeschooled by bigots," Eva whispered quietly to Lindsay.

"So, how do you and Eva know each other?" Lindsay asked Sarah.

"Oh my God, Lindsay is that you? Sorry, I didn't even see you," Sarah said, "Now what was the question again?"

"I asked how you and Eva knew each other…?" Lindsay said, visibly annoyed.

"Oh… well, we live on the same street, so we just happened to meet, and… well… that's about it," Sarah said.

As much as she hated to admit it, Lindsay was finding herself incredibly attracted to Sarah. Just talking to her was starting to give Lindsay butterflies in her stomach. She was so beautiful, yet due to her sheltering parents, so innocent at the same time. Lindsay had dated a misunderstood druggie, an older seductress, a surprisingly attractive butch, and… however the hell you describe Izzy, and while she loved all of them (except Izzy, of course,) she felt different about Sarah. It certainly wasn't love, not yet anyways, and while lust was definitely part of it, there was more than that. While she hated to admit this even more than admitting she liked Sarah in the first place, a part of her wanted to "corrupt" Sarah. It was a little bit scary to the blonde girl, as she had never entered a relationship before wanting to make someone something they weren't, but…

Sarah kept talking but Lindsay was barely paying attention to what she was saying, nor was she paying attention to anything Eva said either. She was staring at the buxom ginger (trying to make it not very obvious,) and thinking she was prepared to dump Eva for this girl, or…

Her mind slowly drifted to the thought of a threesome. She thought of herself licking Sarah's sweet cunt, while Eva licked hers and Sarah licked Eva's. Her mind drifted towards more devious thoughts, before managing to temporarily supress them so the front of her jeans didn't end up soaking wet. She then, thought of a plan.

The first thing she did was pick-pocket Sarah's keys out of her pocket. That wasn't that hard for Lindsay, she had been stealing from people for quite a while. She held onto the keys, until Sarah had to leave, at which point she dropped the keys on top of the side table, making them easier to retrieve. The next step in her plan was seducing Eva after Sarah left, which was also quite easy. That left the tricky part. As her and Eva began to make out and take each other's clothes off, Lindsay began to think her plan wasn't that good of an idea in the first place.

Okay, so at this point, y'all are probably wondering, 'alright Ziggie, what the fuck is Lindsay's plan in the first place?' Okay, impatient assholes, I will explain it to you. Lindsay's plan was more or less to get Sarah involved in a threesome with Lindsay and Eva. The plan went as follows: Lindsay would steal something from Sarah (which she did,) and then leave them in the room, and then start fucking Eva once Sarah left. Sooner or later, Sarah would return, find them fucking, get so turned on that she'd want to join in, and they'd all live happily ever after. Of course, the problem with this plan is that it was banking on several things being the case: First, that Sarah was gay or bi, which Lindsay had no idea whether or not that was the case (remember, she didn't even know what a lesbian was a few weeks prior.) Second, that Sarah wouldn't be more shocked and disturbed by walking in on her two friends fucking (especially considering she didn't even know they were in a relationship at this point,) and this could be the case even if she was into girls. Third, that even if she was into girls, and wasn't horrified by what she saw, that she would find both Lindsay and Eva attractive. Fourth, that she would be bold enough to be able to join in and not just hide in the corner masturbating. And of course, she wasn't even sure whether or not Sarah would realize her keys were missing and come back to get them in the first place.

Okay, so it wasn't very likely that a smart girl like Sarah would suddenly forget about the existence of her house keys, especially considering she needed them to get in the house. But that was still four major obstacles to her seemingly impeccable plan.

Damn, you fucked up Lindsay, Lindsay thought to herself, you fucked up big time. Hell, she was so worried about what she had just done that it distracted her from sucking Eva's tits. She never got distracted from Eva's tits.

"You shaved?" Eva asked.

Lindsay somewhat snapped back to reality, "What?"

"You shaved your pussy."

"Yeah, I did it for you baby? You like?" Well, actually, Lindsay had been shaving her pubic hair for quite a while now, long before she had started dating Eva, mostly because she thought that "curtains" looked better on brunettes and way better on gingers than they did on blondes. She did grow her pubes a little when she was dating Izzy and later when she first started dating Eva, just to prove she was a natural blonde. But it wasn't her preferred style so she shaved it right off soon enough.

"So what do you want to do first?" Eva asked.

"Let's get right to scissoring," Lindsay said with a devious smile.

Lindsay and Eva positioned on the bed, when Sarah burst through the door.

"Wait guys I forgot my…" Sarah stopped dead, and completely froze, "keys."

"Oh, Sarah," Lindsay said, pretending not to expect her to show up, "Didn't expect to see you back here."

Lindsay and Eva had obviously stopped having sex, but they were still in a sexually explicit position, not to mention naked, on Eva's bed.

"What are you guys doing!" Sarah asked incredulously.

"Well, what does it look like we're doing?" Lindsay asked.

"Lindsay, stop being a smarta- a know-it-all." Sarah said, "You know what I mean."

"Well, Eva and I… we're in a relationship," Lindsay said.

"Yeah, but… it's strange. And my dad always told me to wait until marriage." Sarah said.

"Waiting until marriage is bound to give you some serious sexual frustration and possibly lead to psychopathic behaviour," Lindsay said.

"Really?" Eva whispered to her girlfriend.

"I don't know, probably," Lindsay said.

Sarah simply stood there. She was definitely surprised, but Lindsay couldn't tell if she was disgusted, intrigued, outright turned on, or completely ambivalent. So, Lindsay decided to take action. She walked up towards a surprised Sarah and kissed her on the lips.

After they broke off the kiss, Sarah stared at the blonde and smiled.

"That felt… amazing," Sarah said.

"Is that your first kiss?" Lindsay asked.

"First one like that. I've had a few little pecks with some boys but… that was completely different."

Before Lindsay could reply, she was pulled out of the room and into the hallway.

"What the hell was that!" Eva yelled.

"I just wanted to make her feel happy," Lindsay said.

"Bullshit," Eva said, "You wanted to make you feel good."

"Well, she is hot," Lindsay said.

"Well, of course she's hot," Eva said, "But you can't just kiss another girl with your girlfriend in the room."

"Eva, you know I love you."

"Uh-huh," Eva said, clearly not swayed over by Lindsay's declaration.

"But Sarah… she's just so damn special."

"Uh-huh," Eva said again.

"Please baby," Lindsay begged, "Can we please have a threesome?"

"Wait just a fucking second," Eva said, "I don't want to share you with some other girl."

"Please Eva," Lindsay begged, jumping into Eva's arms, "Just for tonight, please." Lindsay started kissing her on the cheek and neck.

"Fine," Eva said, "But only because you're so cute. Otherwise I would've punched you in the face by now."

Eva walked back into the room, carrying Lindsay in her arms, and then threw her on the bed and began making out with her again, occasionally checking back to see Sarah's reaction. She was clearly turned on.

"Um… do I… get… more kisses?" Sarah asked, stuttering along the way.

Lindsay got up, grabbed Sarah and pulled her in for a kiss, this one much more forceful than the previous. She then pushed Sarah on the bed, while Lindsay and Eva began taking her clothes off.

"Hey," Sarah said, "I never…"

"Just trust me, baby," Lindsay said, "Please, just trust me."

Post-Threesome

(For the record, I like to leave sex scenes up to the imagination… also, they're difficult to write)

Sarah was lying down in Eva's bed, with her arm around the other two girls, who were spooning her.

"Wow," Sarah said, "I never knew lesbian sex could be so amazing."

"Well, now you do," Lindsay said, matter-of-factly.

Sarah suddenly got up, looked at the time, and freaked out, "It's 11? My dad's gonna kill me, I gotta go."

"Can we cuddle just a little longer?" Lindsay asked.

"I'm really sorry Lindsay, but I gotta go now." Sarah said, and quickly put her clothes on.

"Wait, one more thing," Sarah said.

"What?" Lindsay and Eva both asked.

"Could we maybe do this again sometime?" Sarah asked.

"And whatever happened to Ms. Goody Two-Shoes?" Eva teased.

"Well… I like it. So what's your decision?"

"We'll discuss it," Lindsay said, referring to her and Eva as the 'we.'

"Alright well, bye," Sarah said.

"Oh wait," Lindsay said, and then threw the keys at Sarah, "Bye."

"Bye." Sarah said, and then finally left.

"She really needs to work on her pussy eating," Lindsay said.

"Yeah, well, it's her first time," Eva said, "At least she's hot, right?"

"Definitely," Lindsay said.

"I don't know though, I want our relationship to be something special, I don't want to continuously invite a third person, no matter how sexy she is."

"Well… how about a three-way relationship?"

"But… isn't that polygamy?" Eva asked.

"Actually, the correct term is polyamory," Lindsay said, "Polygamy just refers to marriage… just sayin'."

"Whatever, we'll talk about it later," Eva said, "Let's just cuddle for now."

"That's fine with me," Lindsay said. And so they cuddled until they fell asleep… until…

At about 1 that morning, Lindsay's cell phone began ringing. At first she ignored, but when the person who was calling continuously kept calling, Lindsay had no choice but to pick it up. She left the room so that it wouldn't wake Eva up, than answered the phone.

"Hello?" Lindsay said.

"It's me, Courtney. I've been trying to call you all day, where've you been?"

"Sorry… it was sex night."

"Isn't sex night every night with you and Eva?"

"Pretty much," Lindsay said.

Courtney sighed, "Speaking of sex, tomorrow is Duncan's birthday."

"Uh-oh…" Lindsay said, "What's your evil little plan this time, Courtney?"

"Well…" Courtney said, "We're gonna gangbang him."

"Wow," Lindsay said sarcastically, "Well you're subtle… wait, what do you mean we?"

"Well, I'm inviting you to join us."

"Courtney, I'm in a relationship right now. And we're kind of reaching a critical point."

"Critical point? Tell me more?"

"I can't really," Lindsay said, "It's personal."

"Bitch," Courtney said, "Anyways… just be there. It'll be fucking awesome. Oh yeah, one more thing, we're not actually doing it tomorrow."

"Um… why?"

"Because tomorrow's a Tuesday, dumbass," Courtney said, "We're doing it on February 23, a Saturday."

"Okay, well… who's gonna be there?" Lindsay asked.

"Well, Duncan obviously. And then Izzy, Katie, Jenny, Noah, Cody, possibly Trent, and of course yours truly."

"Trent and Jenny? Can't say I saw that coming… they're still a couple, right?"

"Yeah. Noah and Cody are a couple too now, but they're keeping it secret from the rest of the world."

(A/N: Cue the screaming fangirls.)

"Wait… Cody's gay?" Lindsay asked, "But he was dating Heather for, like, a year."

"I think he's bi. As is Duncan, just in case you forgot. I don't think Trent's gay, he's just going because Jenny's basically forcing him too."

Lindsay shrugged, "I'm not sure I want to be anywhere near Izzy right now. Or Katie… she kinda creeps me out."

"Yeah, well… if it's any consolation, Noah and Cody will be there… doing it…" Courtney was practically drooling in anticipation, "They're so hot."

"Well, that's fucking fantastic," Lindsay said, "And fine, I'll be there. Now never call me in the middle of the night again."

"Oh yeah, and one more thing."

"What!"

"Duncan doesn't know yet. So don't tell him… don't tell anyone if possible, but especially not my boy-toy."

"Okay… now can I go back to fucking sleep now?"

Courtney laughed, "Goodnight, sleepy head," and then hung up the phone.

Sleepy head?

Time: 19 February 2008

Obviously Duncan's birthday, although not the date of his actual party. He spent the night out with some of his guy friends, and of course a lot of people wished him a happy birthday on Facebook, but as far as everyone knew, he had no idea what was in store for him over the weekend.

Time: 22 February 2008

After mass amounts of persuasion, and numerous sex sessions, Eva finally agreed to allowing Sarah/Eva/Lindsay to become an official three-way relationship. Both Eva and Sarah, of course, were extremely tentative, as Eva had never been in a real relationship with anyone except Lindsay, and Sarah had never been in a real relationship at all, but Lindsay promised that she would try and make this work out anyway she could… of course, she was nervous too, as she had never been in a polyamorous relationship either.

Time: 23 February 2008

Lindsay was at Duncan's house early. The only person there at the time was Courtney (Duncan wasn't back yet from… whatever he was doing.) Courtney was dressed in a dominatrix outfit, wearing leather boots, a corset, and a spiked chain around her neck, not to mention a cute little pair of black panties. She recommended (read: demanded) that Lindsay change into a similar outfit, as Lindsay had, in her infinite wisdom, decided to show up in track pants and a sweatshirt.

"Um… I'm not really a dom," Lindsay said.

"So… you're a sub?" Courtney asked, with a devilish gleam in her eyes.

"No… I'm not really into the whole BDSM thing."

Despite this conversation, Lindsay eventually ended up in a similar outfit as Courtney. However, the fun didn't actually start until Noah, Cody, Izzy, and Katie arrived, followed shortly after by Duncan, who inexplicably ended up gagged and tied to the bed, perfect prey for Courtney and Lindsay among others. As for what actually happened on that day… your guess is as good as mine. Sorry.

Time: 24 February 2008

After another beautiful night with Heather (she seemed to have many more of these than she did with Geoff, or maybe it was because at this point she'd basically end up sleeping with Heather any night where she didn't have something else to do,) Gwen began to contemplate her own feelings for the girl. She loved Heather as a friend, and loved her sex, but she was beginning to think there might be more.

I can't be falling in love with my best friend… can I? Gwen thought. Of course, lately she had done many things she never would've previously been able to see herself doing, so it may not be that much of a stretch. But even if she was in love, there were many things blocking her obstacle. First, she had a boyfriend, Geoff, who she did really like (although she could never see herself having a future with him.) Also, she was fairly certain Heather didn't feel the same way about her, and Gwen expressing how she really felt could alienate her. And third had to do with social settings.

Gwen never cared too much for being popular. For her, it was simply a complete waste of time… she didn't have any problems with people who did want to be popular, but it just wasn't for her. However, there are really two kinds of unpopular kids in high school: the first kind are the socially awkward type who are simply unpopular because they're bizarre and nobody outside of their tight-knit circle of friends knows them very well. However, the people in the second kind are unpopular because they are actually hated, she general consensus opinion towards them is outright vitriolic. And while some of them may be deserving of this, others may have simply been the victim of a rumor or done something minor which ended up spiraling out of control.

Gwen had no problem with being in the first category, but she didn't want to be hated, and she certainly didn't want Heather to be hated. And, thanks to the general prejudice towards gays, becoming an official couple may drop both of them into that category. And if they were still perceived as popular, they might now be seen as more sex objects than actual people, and they're dating seen as a clever way to attract the attention of men, which of course, couldn't be further from the truth.

Eventually, Gwen knew she had to say something. But now wasn't the time.

Time: 26 February 2008

Three figures were huddled in one little room in a run-down apartment. Two were male, the other was female.

"Thanks for getting us out of jail," one of them men said.

"No problem, it's what big sisters are for." The girl said.

"Well… I guess," the guy said again.

"Besides, Shawn," the girl said, "You can't add a day to life without parole, so if you get caught again they'll just send you back."

"Yeah, but… you'll get arrested for helping an escaped convict, Quinn. I don't want that to happen to me." Shawn said.

"Shawn, I'm a big girl, I can handle myself," Quinn replied.

The two of them looked at their younger brother, who was sitting in the corner.

"That place was fucking horrible," he said, "I don't ever want to go back there."

"Well, you got an 18 year sentence, so you wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon either, Gary," Quinn said, "I still don't understand what you were thinking, burning down that guy's house."

"I did it because of Bridgette," Gary said, "I loved that woman… still do. If only I could find where she is."

"Dude, why are you getting so hung up on one girl?" Shawn asked, "We're Ross's, it's our job to go fucking nuts with all kinds of ladies, not to stalk one blonde girl to the ends of the earth."

"I don't know," Gary said, "I just can't get her out of my head."

Time: 28 February 2008

Ernest had recently been going around, keeping a secret stash of photos of Lindsay, and then feverishly masturbating to them when his wife wasn't around. Surprisingly enough, Lindsay hadn't figured it out, as she was usually one of the first people to discover these types of things. This of course, essentially lead to Ernest allowing Lindsay to do whatever she wanted, as in his deluded mind, that meant she was more likely to hook up with him at some point (especially if she was drunk.)

Time: 29 February 2008

LEAP DAY! FUCK YEAH!

Anyways, Heather, Gwen, and Lindsay were sitting in the living room. Because it was a Friday, they were planning to go out later, as Lucas Choudary was having a party at his home (Lauren Keane was also having one at hers, but none of them liked Lauren very much, so they were going to Lucas' even though it was more likely to be lamer,) so for now they were watching old re-runs of Kim Possible (there wasn't much else on.)

"You know what I don't get about this show?" Lindsay asked.

"Why Drakken is blue?" Gwen asked.

"That too… but I don't get the whole Kim/Shego dynamic. I mean, are they supposed to be secret lesbian lovers or something, because they certainly act like it sometimes."

Gwen just shrugged, not quite sure how to respond to that. Heather did the same.

"Well, personally I think they'd make a way better couple than Kim/Ron would."

"Lindsay, it's a fucking kids' show," Heather said, "You can't have a lesbian couple on a kids show… especially when one of them's supposed to be the big scary bad guy and the other is supposed to represent everything good in the world."

Suddenly, they all saw Ace run as fast as she could downstairs, throw her shoes on, get in the car and drive away.

"What the hell is her deal?" Lindsay asked.

"I honestly don't really even know with Ace anymore." Gwen said.

About 15 minutes later, Ace showed up back at the house, sobbing.

"What's the matter?" Gwen asked.

"It's Todd… he was shot while trying to deal. By the time the cops showed up, it was too late… he's dead."

Ace ran up to her room sobbing, while the other three girls felt a cold silence enter them. While none of them were extraordinarily close to Todd (Rudy was much closer than any of them, and he probably would not take the news very well,) he was still a great guy who definitely left the world far too soon, even if he was a dealer.

"I can't believe my dad's fucking dead," Gwen said, "I just can't believe it."

"He was more of a father to me than Micah," Heather added, shaking her head in the process. The three girls ended up huddling around each other and quietly crying for the dead man, when the door inexplicably opened. Half expecting to see Todd declare that he was perfectly fine, the girls turned around to see none other than Micah Lee.

"So…" he said, "Todd's dead… pity."

A/N: That's all, folks! Well, for now anyways. Sorry for taking such a long time, but in addition to my new girlfriend, I've had a few other distractions scuttle the ship along the way. But I hope you liked it, I tried to add a little bit of refreshing new humor into it while sticking with the dark tone, and of course, adding in more unresolved plot lines. As for the next chapter, tune in to find out what will happen to Micah and the girls, as well as the reappearance of Tanya Gomez, and another character who we haven't seen in a while.