EroticReverie

Roth Caine

As soon as that trashy looking groupie woman came around the house looking for Mack. I knew. I fucking knew. And when I asked her who she was, she confirmed it. 

"I'm Mack's girlfriend." she'd said while flipping her hair as if it was something to be proud of. As if Mack was the singer in a world wide known rock band and not just the singer in a shitty fucking wannabe rock group that did fucking covers with none of their own original shit. 

"Shit." Sawyer had muttered, all five of us barging into the house, me barreling past them and beating them to Bailey's door and pound my fist on the fucking door that was locked. Once I broke down the fucking door, I'd seen I was too late. He'd fucked her, gotten his last fuck from her before ripping her fucking heart out of her chest. 

He deserved to have his face beaten in and a few ribs broken but I couldnt be bothered with him when I'd seen her standing there naked and sobbing , with her eyes on him. The betrayal and hurt was so fucking evident and it broke my heart. 

Bailey was ours. She's always been a part of us. We'd all sworn to protect her, and even though we all had bad vibes from Mack from the start. He'd made her happy, so we kept our mouths shut. Big mistake. Because now I was holding her as she sobbed into my chest, sniffling and clutching to me as she struggled to breathe through her sobs. 

I didn't need to worry about Mack. I knew the guys would take care of him. Right now, I just needed to be here, with Bailey as she spiraled and broke down and let the fact she'd wasted two years with the fuck sink in. 

"shhhh"I try to calm her pulling her tight in my arms. 

I held her for as long as she needed, I held her till she cried her very last tears and had exhausted herself and fallen asleep in my arms. 

I stayed there , not moving, even though my arm was falling asleep, because I wouldnt disturb her. I'd be here when she woke up, reminding her that I was here for her. We all were. 

My door opens slowly and Bash peeks his head in. 

"She okay?" he asks quietly when he sees her asleep on my chest. 

I shake my head slowly. 

"No. I dont think so." I say quietly and then look down at the navy haired princess of the house. I stroke her dark navy blue hair and kiss the top of her head. 

"I fucking hate that dude." Bash says walking in as he looks at her laying there with me. 

"Did he really fucking do that? Come here to break up with her, but fuck her first and THEN tell her?" Bash shakes his head. 

"Where is he now?" I ask. 

"Don't know don't care, but he's down at least one tooth and left bruises on his face the color of her hair to remember her by." he says and I feel myself smile slightly at that. 

"Good." I say and then slip my fingers into her hair , gripping it slightly and kissing the top of her head again. 

The other three walk in with Ellie in tow, who has her arms wrapped around herself. 

"She needs her sheets changed. New bedding." I tell the guys and Ellie.

"I can do that." Ellie says softly. 

"No, I got it." Lars says , placing a hand on Ellie's shoulder and giving her a small smile and then nods to the bed. 

"I'm sure she'll need girl talk when she wakes up." Lars says. 

"I mean...we're here for her too..but just..yeah...you women are better at the comfort thing." Lars says scratching the back of his head. 

Ellie looks at me. "nah, I think you guys take pretty good care of her." she offers me a small smile and walks over. 

Ellie gets onto the bed, scoots over and cuddles up behind Bailey. 

"I will cut his dick off Bails." she whispers and kisses the back of her friends head and I smile softly as she talks to her passed out best friend. 

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A bit later, I must have fallen asleep because I stir awake when I feel a soft hand  on my chest, and fingers delicately playing in the light patch of chest hair in the center of my chest. 

I open my eyes, find Ellie gone , but when looking down , I find two big blue eyes, puffy and sleepy looking up at me. 

"Sorry." she says quietly. 

"For?" I ask and stroke her hair, pushing it back from her face.

"For making you lay here while I cried like a baby." she says. 

"Didn't make me do anything Blue, you know that. I only do what I want to do." I tell her and she gives a small smile. 

"I cant believe him," she says, tears threatneing again. 

"He doesnt get anymore of those from you." I say lifting my thumb to her cheek and wiping the corner of her eye. 

"I'm so stupid" she says, her voice cracking, right along with my fucking heart. 

"You are not fucking stupid, don't say that" I say, pulling her into me as she breaks into full on sobs again. 

Fuck I hated this. I hated seeing any girl like this. But especially Bailey. 

"He's the one that's fucking stupid...he never fucking deserved you." I tell her and she cries harder. 

"whats wrong with me?" she cries. "why did he cheat on me? why wasn-wasnt i -e-enough" she says almost hyperventilating and I grit my teeth and as I grab her head and cradle it, bringing my mouth to her forehead, pressing a kiss hard to her forehead. 

"There's not a single fucking thing wrong with you....guys like that...even when they've got the best fucking girl in the world by their side....they're still gonna be fucking assholes....he's a narcissitic prick.....he didnt fucking deserve you." I tell her and she keeps crying and I fist her hair, my heart fucking ripping into pieces as I listen to her cry, feel her tears on my chest. 

"I love him" she cries. 

And that hurts even more. Because I know she fucking did. Bailey loved everyone, even fucking shit head punks that didnt deserve it. She loved fiercely, the way she loved us, her friends...and him. she'd trusted him, put her faith into him, gave him more fucking love than he fucking deserved, and for what? What a fucking prick. I was going to make sure I added to the count of lost teeth on that mother fucker. 

"I know Blue" I say and kiss her forehead. 

"I know" I say and kiss it again and she lifts her head as we lay on our sides, and I stroke her hair. 

"It's going to be okay." I tell her. Because it would be. I promised myself no more keeping my fucking mouth shut when it came to the guys she dated. I wouldnt let her fucking waste her time with fucking losers ever again. 

"It's gonna be okay" I whisper again. Stroking her cheek with my thumb, wiping the tears from her cheek as she just looks at me. Her normally light blue eyes were a darker blue now from crying and I hated how beautiful she looked, even like this. She'd never not look like a fucking angel. 

I look into them.

"I promise it'll be okay Blue" I say gently and she nods slightly, sniffling and I lean in, and kiss her forehead again and wrap my arms around her. Her tiny five foot two frame against my six foot six, and I kept stroking her hair as she tried to calm her cries. 

"I hate him so much" she cries. 

"Me too Blue" I say. 

"And he's going to fucking regret ever hurting you....trust me" I tell her. 

She holds onto me tighter. 

"I love you" she cries. 

"Love you too Blue" I say and kiss her head. Because we did love each other, we all fucking loved her. It was impossible not to, she was like our little sister, that we all secretly had the hots for but never did a damn thing about it, BECAUSE we loved her too much, not wanting to ever ruin things between us. Her and Sawyer had a drunken make out session back in highschool, but that was it. We took care of her, she took care of us, like a fucking family. 

We're laying there, her in my arms, her head nudging under my chin as he crying dies down. 

I feel her soft hand slip up my back as she lifts her head slightly and kisses my neck. My entire body fucking tensing. I ignore the kiss. 

A moment later she does it again. I swallow hard. 

"Roth." she says my name so fucking softly it makes my heart ache, and my fucking dick. 

"what?" I ask quietly. 

"how come you're so good to me?" she asks, and about die when she kisses my neck against, her body shifting as she brushes her mouth against my ear.

"Because youre family" I say, trying to control myself. This was not going to happen. She needed to know that. 

"family huh?" she whispers. 

"Is that why you keep that picture of me in your nightstand?" she whispers. 

I jerk back and look at her and she's got a small smile on her face. 

"What?" I ask. I was confused, what the fuck was she doing? 

"It's fine...I think about you guys sometimes too..when....I....you know..." she says and then moves, to bring her mouth to mine. 

"Bailey" I say, pressing a hand to her shoulder, backing her off. 

"What the fuck are you doing?" I ask. Blinking and shaking my head. This wasn't her, she was fucking hurt, looking to erase that somehow and fuck, it kinda pissed me the fuck off that she'd use me to do it. Did I want to fuck Bailey? Of course. Did I want to fuck her like this? Absolutely not. Call me a fucking chump, but it didnt turn me on to have a girl throw themselves at me just cause they wanted a revenge fuck after their shitty ex. I didnt want to be Bailey's fucking rebound. 

"What do you mean?" she asks and keeps the flirty smile on her face, her eyes still fucking red from the tears she was just fucking crying. 

"Listen Bailey...I fucking love you, and i'll do anything for you..you know that...but im not gonna be a rebound fuck to your shitty fucking ex boyfriend...and i know you're fucked up right now about him....but you're being really fucking shitty right now using me...im not some fucking random guy...and im never...ever...going to be your fucking rebound." I tell her and I see her lower lip tremble and I know I've hurt her fucking feelings, but too god damn bad. Just cause she was heart broken didnt mean she got to fuck with the emotions of people that fucking cared about her, or use them. 

"Im not...using you" she says, her voice croaking. 

"the fuck you arent Blue...you're hurt and pissed off and want someone to revenge fuck...well fuck you Bailey Blue...you dont get to do that with me." I say and she breaks into a sob and goes to move. 

"No, you dont get to fucking do that either." I say pulling her back to me. 

"Let me go!" she cries and I yank her back into my arms, wrapping them around her. 

"You don't get to use me...but you dont get to fucking run from me either.....now apologize Blue...and let me fucking hold you...and we'll forget what just fucking happened" I say through gritted teeth. 

She cries and clings to me, sobbing into my chest. We didnt let each other get away with being shitty. We were all honest with each other, sometimes to a fault. But we didnt let each other do things that hurt one another. And that's what she'd done. I was fucking offended she'd think I'd ever let her just be a fuck to me. 

"I'm sorry" she cries. "I'm sorry" she repeats.  I kiss her forehead. 

"I love you" I remind her. "More than anything in the fucking world Blue" 

She cries harder. 

"You hear me?" I ask, holding her head to my chest and she nods. 

I kiss the top of her head again, holding my mouth there. 

"You're grounded for snooping through my drawers." I say trying to lighten the mood and she half laughs. 

"I was looking for something" she says.

"Uh huh." I say and kiss her head again. 

"I really was..i needed a charger" she says. I smile to myself. I wasnt ashamed that I kept a picture of her in my nightstand. It was one from last summer, and not the only picture of her I kept near my bed. Just apparently, the only one she'd found. But it was of her in a navy blue bikini holding two beers and smiling as she sat on my lap. It wasnt the bikini that did it, or that fact she was on my lap, it was her fucking smile. I loved her the most when she smiled like that. 

I also wasnt embarrassed or ashamed that she knew I probably used that picture to get off with. Just like she admitted that she thought of us, it was just an unspoken thing. We all assumed she knew we thought she was gorgeous, and we assumed that she probably had thought of us in the same way before. It was natural, even if it wasnt something she craved, or something any of us wanted. It was just kind of impossbile not to think about her. 

"So...you think about us?" I ask. she gives me a shove. 

"shut up" she says and I laugh and kiss her head. 

"You precious little pervert" i tease her and she laughs. And I smile , feeling us slip back into the comfortable friendship, her attempting to use me as a rebound easily forgiven, because the sound of her laugh, even through leftover tears, is the sweetest thing I've ever heard.