Alright guys. I am sorry that it is taken me a while to finish this story. I did not know if I wanted to end it as it is or just keep going but I decided to keep going with it. It needs a little more. Comment and feedback are appreciated.

The Three of Us Are Dying

I am afraid to speak, to say her name. My mind is so wrap up in her and her. I see both. Whenever I am with her I think of her. And whenever I am with her then I think of her. I can hear her gasp and it sounds just like the other one. Both want me, want something from me. Emotionally I need them just as much. But here I am staring into space, thinking if I want to keep going.

"Hey is anyone there?" she lightly taps on my forehead. We have been laying in her bed for about an hour.

"Yeah I'm here. Just thinking" I tell her.

"About what?" She lays her head on my naked chest. Her hands caressing my breast. I pause for a minute take a deep breath and tell her my usual line.

"Nothing. Nothing at all." I turn quickly as my cell phone rings.

"Are you sure? Baby I am here for you if you need to talk about anything." My cell phone keeps my full concentration. "Oh my god who is it? Just pick it up instead of staring at it Spencer." She yells as she walks to the bathroom. "Hey, meet me in the shower?"

"Yeah, just let me get this." I tell her surprised to still here my cell phone ringing. I see her number in my caller id. Shit, not tonight. I reluctantly answer my phone.

"HELLO?" She yells in my ear.

"Hello? Yeah what is it?" I tell her in an annoyed voice.

"Are you done?" She once again screams in my ears.

"No I am not done. Chill out Madison, ok."

"Well what the hell Spencer. How long does it take to move furniture? You said only a couple of hours and you have been there all morning and all afternoon helping your dad. Do you want me to come pick you up?"

"NO! I mean no. I'll come to you ok?"

"Spencer?" Ashley sings my name out loud from the bathroom.

"Wait who the fuck was that? I thought…. I thought you were with…" Madison says.

"I am with my dad. Look just chill out, OK? I will be there in about less than two hours ok? Same place; bye." I tell her before she says anything else I hang up and put my phone on silence. I get undress and go to Ashley.

"Hey who was that?" She asks. I wrap my arms around her small waist and kiss the nape of her neck.

"Um; just Madison. Asking me to come over." I smile as I say this to her. Knowing this will hurt her the most.

"Oh, Madison, again." I turn her around and see the disappointment in her face. I want to laugh in her face. I want to rub it in. But I don't. I kiss her softly in her lips and trace the kisses down to her breast. I take a nipple in my mouth and make her moan. I trail the kisses back up to her lips again and give her a small meek smile. She just smiles back at me. Not knowing what else to say or do.

I kiss Ashley one more time and tell her I will be calling her tomorrow, but tonight I need to spend time with Madison, and not to wait on the phone tonight because I might not call her. She looks at me a little surprised. I waived to her good bye and take a taxi to the motel room. As I arrive so is she. She doesn't say anything when she opens the door. But once inside she unleashes her anger at me.

SLAP

The right side of my face is now stinging.

"I don't even have Aiden or Glen try and play me. I sure as hell won't have you play me." She says through gritted teeth. I see her raise her hand once again but this time I stop her.

"What the fuck, Madison? I am not playing you, Ok. Ok, so yes I was with Ashley but that has nothing to do with you." I tell her. She looks at me with surprised.

"What are you stupid or something? It has nothing to do with me? Are you kidding me? Spencer…you can't… you can't cheat on me with her…" She starts to cry. I draw back a little surprised at her. What is going with her? Lately, I have been going back and forth between the two, but Madison and I are not exclusive or anything. I don't understand, I don't understand this at all. She doesn't want to be with me. So why does it matter. She is now sobbing and I feel so bad.

"Madison, what the hell are we?" I ask her, This time I draw her close to me and we lay on the bed. A small part of me want her to cry. I want her to suffer. She doesn't feel the same way I feel about her. I want to tell her so much how much I love her. That I would stop this with Ashley if she could just give me, us a chance. But another part of me wants to hurt them both. Another part of me wants her to keep crying. I want to hurt Ashley as much as I am hurting Madison.