In Love With Two Chapter Three
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Chapter Three
After Briar had left, Amber made her way back to the bar, her head spinning somewhere up in the clouds.
"Hey girl, you look happy." Dean said.
She nodded, "Yes, me happy."
He laughed. "It's funny. The only time you sound drunk is after spending time with him."
She nodded. "Is it late?"
Jonas looked at her. "It's after sunset if that's what you mean."
She nodded. "Can I have a drink?"
"You sure that's safe?" Dean asked, and despite her annoyance at him, she heard actual worry in his voice.
"Dean, you actually care." She laughed.
He looked insulted. "Of course I care. Your like a sister to me."
She laughed. "I'm going to go to bed. Just to please you, bro."
She laughed and headed to her room, feeling a bit tired, but still spinning from that kiss. She lay in bed for hours thinking, unable to get off this high Briar had put her on.
"Mornin sleepyhead." Jonas' voice woke Amber up.
"You woke me up?" She said, her voice a mixture of shock and tiredness.
"Well, you're running extremely late." Jonas said, his tone apolegetic. "I didn't want to wake you, coz I figured you'd need the sleep."
Amber nodded, knowing he was only trying to do what's best for her. She couldn't hate him for that.
"Yeah, I gotta go though." She said, practically running out of the door. "Bye."
The day wasn't as successful, as the past few days had been. Mostly because she had gotten up so late and most of the rich bags had left the market before she got there. She did, however, pick up a few purses. It wasn't until late afternoon that her day began to brighten.
Amber met her quite by accident. As she was scouting the area for bags, desperate to improve her profit for the day, she ran into someone, and both of them fell over.
"Sorry." The other person said, laughing. "That was my fault."
"Yeah." Amber said grouchily, then looked up and saw the person. She was fairly tall with golden brown hair. She was wearing a pretty, blue dress and had the look of someone rich. Usually Amber would have stolen her purse by now, but she was too entranced by her beautiful blue eyes, which were hidden under long, thick eyelashes. Amber was quite surprised to have such strong feelings for this girl, who was pretty, sure, but she wasn't the prettiest girl.
'Don't think like that.' Amber scolded herself, remembering the way she'd felt with Briar the night before.
"Are you okay?" The girl asked, and Amber realized that she had been staring.
"Uh...yeah, I'm fine." Amber said, shaking out of her trance, which she almost hated herself for being in, and turned to leave.
"Hey, I'm Sandry." The girl said, before she left.
Amber continued walking, not wanting to give her own name. She felt that if she did, she would somehow owe this girl something, or she would run into her again. As weird as that logic was.
"Hey, wait." Amber stopped at Sandry's voice, dread filling her.
"You wanna walk with me for a bit?" Sandry asked. "Just until my brother gets here."
"Uh..." Amber was trying to think of a way out of it, but having no luck.
"Please? There are lots of thieves around here. I don't like being on my own."
Somehow Amber didn't quite believe that this girl could be afraid of thieves, and she was just lonely.
"Sure." Amber said, the words out of her mouth before she could stop them.
Sandry smiled and the two girls started walking.
"So, you have a brother?" Amber asked, trying to start a conversation.
Sandry nodded. "Well, he's not technically my brother, by blood. But we've been through so much together, so we're foster siblings. Me, him and two other girls."
"Sounds nice." Amber said wistfully, having grown up with no real family, though she included Dean and Jonas as her family.
"It is." Sandry smiled. "And I haven't seen him in a while. I've been busy, helping my uncle, the duke." She explained, seeing Amber's raised eyebrows.
"That's...nice." Amber said, wishing that he would come already, as the more she talked to Sandry, the more she liked her. Which wasn't really that good.
"Oh look there he is." Sandry said excitedly. "Come on." She grabbed Amber's hand and dragged her in the direction of Sandry's brother. As they ran, Amber felt a tingly feeling, where her skin touched Sandry's, similar to the feeling she had had with Briar just the night before. Amber wasn't a slut, so she didn't want feelings like this for two people. She felt that was immoral, but still, she couldn't help it. She loved Briar, and knew that if she got to know Sandry she might love her too.
'There is nothing that could make this worse.' Amber thought sullenly, when she looked up, to see who Sandry had been pointing to. It was Briar.
'Oh shit. This cannot be happening.' Amber thought in absolute dismay. 'There is no way in hell this can happen to me.'
Yet it was.
Okay, there's an update. Please review, as I always like to have new ideas, and find out what people think. And be patient, this won't just be a love story, it will get more interesting. I promise.