EroticReverie

Archer 

“You expecting anyone?” I look over at my roommates and best friends Emmett and Drew. 

“Nope. Probably that crazy cat lady again asking if we stole her cat.” Drew says as he continues the video game him and Emmett are playing. 

We’ve lived in the same house together for five years. I’m twenty six, Drew is twenty five , and Emmett is twenty three.

“Guess I’ll be getting that” I say as I push up out of the recliner as the doorbell rings again. I need to invest in one of those camera doorbells.  So I can see if whoever is knocking or ringing our doorbell is worthy of answer the door for. 

“Yeah! alright!” I yell to whoever it that just rang it a third time. I should’ve looked out the peep hole or through the side window along the door before opening. Because then, then I could’ve fucking prepared myself for what was waiting on the other side. 

Her head turns when she hears the door open. And my head fucking goes empty and my heart stops as I just stand there. looking at her through the glass door. 

Valencia. Our old roommate. No. Not just our roommate. Our girlfriend. She loved in with us around the time Emmett moved in, five years ago. And we all just kind of dated each other. well, her Emmett and Drew dated each other. Because Emmett and Drew were no strangers to dipping their toes in the bisexuality pool with one another when they were with her. But I only dated HER.  We all thought it was working out great and then one day she hit us with a bomb that it wasn’t what she wanted anymore. That she was moving across the country to live with her cousin and that she didn’t want any of us to come after her or follow her , didn’t want us even to keep in contact. Because she’d fucking changed her number and disappeared from Our lives. She broke our fucking hearts. I can still fucking feel it too as I stand there and look at her pretty , soft brown eyes with and nervous little smiles on her face. 

Her hair is longer, but it’s still up in her signature high ponytail. Her eyes are still my favorite fucking color. That light honey brown. She looks exactly the fucking same. Except for one fucking thing. My eyes are on her hip. And the child that sits on it. A girl. Her short hair in two little pigtails that stick right up almost like little devils horns. Cute kid. Looks just fucking like Val. Then it hits me. This fucking kid is hers. She had a fucking baby? 

“You gonna open the door or just stand there looking at me like you saw a ghost?” I hear her voice through the glass door and then snap myself out of it. I was too shocked to feel anything yet. Was I mad? Just surprised? Sad? Was I all those things.

I open the door and step out onto the small porch and look from her to the baby, or toddler, or who the fuck knows how old she is. The little girl beams up at me and my brows pinch. Her little lips quiver and she turns and buries her face in her mother’s neck. 

“What the fuck are you doing here Valencia?” I ask through clenched teeth. Apparently , what I felt, was pissed. 

“Miss you too Archer” she huffs and that just pisses me off even more. 

“Why the hell are you here?” I growl again. 

“I…are Drew and Emmett here?” She asks. 

“Why? So you can come by and fuck us ALL up again?” I glower at her and  she frowns slightly. 

“I didn’t…, I never meant to hurt any of you. It hurt me too you know?” She says and her brows pinch trying to gain some footing in whatever fucking excuse she’s trying to make for the way she just fucking bounced out of our lives. 

“I dont give a fuck if it hurt you or not. Why the fuck are you here?” I growl. 

“Can you , just, stop cursing at me.” She says and nods to her child. 

“Fuck you.” I growl and turn around. I don’t give a shit why she’s here. She left us. Got knocked up and was what? Looking for a place to crash? Apologize for how she left maybe? 

“Archer , please I need to  talk to you” she says and pull open the glass door and step inside. Closing it behind me. Glaring at her and shutting the main door in her face. 

“Who the hell is it?” Drew says and the doorbell rings again. 

“Don’t answer it.” I growl and sit down in the recliner. 

“Archer!” Her voice is muffled but they hear it as their game goes to a quiet part. Both of them freeze. 

“Archer please!” She yells. 

Both of them sit up straighter. Emmett , like a fucking puppy dog stands right up and goes for the door.

“Dont fucking do it. Let her fucking go.” I growl. 

“Is that?” Drew asks as we hear the door open. My nostrils flare. 

My jaw clenches as Drew gets up too. All but running the door. 

“what the hell are you doing here baby?” Emmett asks her and I swear I’ll break my teeth as I clench harder. Baby? Baby? He’s still going to call her fuckjng baby after she made us fall for her and then left our asses in the dust?

They both fucking coddle her. They act like she didn’t rip their god damn hearts out too when she left. And then she’s in the fucking house. In the living room and looking around. 

“Wow, it’s looks so good in here. It’s so different” she says as she sits down with the little girl on her lap. Drew is smiling at her and tickling her under the cheek. Fucking hell. We don’t even like kids. Their sticky. Smelly. Whiny and gross. We all said we’d never have kids. Would never want them. Val said the same thing, yet here she is with a whole ass fucking child on her lap. 

“Yeah. Things tend to change after four fucking years” I say with even looking at her. 

“Earmuffs man!” Emmett says and reaches to the little girls ears and puts his hands over them. I roll my fucking eyes. 

“Just tell us why you’re here and then you can go” I say and she’s glaring at me. I know she is. But I’m still not looking at her. 

“Man, chill” Emmett says and I want to fucking remind him of his year long fucking depression when she left. The year we hardly did shit at all because we fucking missed her so damn much that we could barely function. I want to remind him how he lost his god damn job because he kept calling out because he couldn’t get out of fucking bed. And one look at her face again and what? He just fucking forgives her?

“How old is she?” Drew asks. And his voice sounds a little less excited about her appearance now. He sounds concerned and nervous. 

My eyes move to the little girls who holds up three little fingers. 

“I three” she says. 

Then there’s silence. A long fucking silence.

She left nearly four years ago. I look at Valencia. She looks down at the little girl with a smile. And nods at her. 

“That’s right honey, you’re three, good girl” she says and then she looks up at Emmett. At Drew. Then at me.  

“Val…whose baby is that?” Drew asks the question we’re all wanting to know. Because if I do the math that we’re all probably currently doing in our heads. There’s a very good chance that ….its one of ours. 

“That’s why I wanted to talk to you.” She says and chews her lip. 

“No.” I say and her eyes lift to mine and there’s immediate tears in her eyes and I stand. 

“No.” I say again.

“Shut up man” Emmett says and tears roll down Vals cheeks. 

“Val…whose baby is that?” Drew voice is quiet. He sounds scared of her answer. I am too and I’m also angry for whatever answer she has. 

“I didn’t leave because I wasn’t in love you.” She says to all of us. 

“I left because …”

“No” I shake my head. “No!” I yell at her and she flinched. 

“Val…is she…one of ours?” Emmett asks. 

Val nods. Sniffling. My heart fucking cracks. Whatever was fucking left of it disintegrates with that fucking nod. 

“Youre sure?” Emmett asks her softly and rubs her arm and she looks at him and nods. 

“Yeah. I left because I found out I was pregnant.” 

“Fuck.” Drew breathes. Emmett is quiet. 

“So you leave us, pregnant with one of ours baby, and then fuck off for four god damn years ? Wait four fuckjng years to tell us we might be a fucking father?!” I yell at her.

“I’m sorry!” She cries. “I didn’t…i didn’t know how to tell any of you, you didn’t want kids!” 

“Neither did you!” My voice bellows and the little girl starts to cry. 

Val comforts her and cries as Drew and Emmett just sit there stunned. 

“But you were on birth control” Emmett says quietly. 

“Or maybe she wasn’t. Maybe she fucked three dicks till she got what she really wanted and then fucked right off.” I say. 

“Archer!” Drew says loudly to scold me. 

She’s crying but I can see the way those watering eyes are glaring at me. Good. I hope my words fucking piss her off. 

I hope they fucking hurt her as much as it hurt when she left. 

“I was on birth control. The doctor said it could’ve been the antibiotics I was on for a little bit that messed with effectiveness of the pill. I took them like clockwork. You KNOW I did” she cries to Emmett and he just nods. 

“Jesus Val” Drew exhales and runs a hand through his hair and gets up and starts pacing. 

All of us looking at the little girl as Val dries her little cheeks and consoles her and calms her down. 

“I know. And I know I shouldn’t have waited this long to tell you. I should have given you a choice in whether or not you wanted to be a part of her life.” She says 

“Took you four fuckin years to realize that?” I glare at her and her lips tighten. 

“Look at the way you’re acting. Of course it took that long! THIS is why I didn’t want to tell you. THIS is why I lied and said it wasn’t working, because I know you didn’t want this!” She cries and stands with the little girl. 

“Oh right, just fucking leave again. Go ahead” I gesture to the door. 

“You know where the door is don’t ya baby? Fuckin go on” I say and Emmett stands and him and Drew are looking at me like IM the fucking asshole. When VAL is clearly the fucking asshole here. 

“Youre such a fucking asshole” she cries. 

“Cry me a fucking river” I scowl at her. 

“Alright listen, let’s just, nobody’s going anywhere, we need to see figured this out” Drew says. I watch Emmett take the kid from Val and he holds her on his hips and just stares at her. As if he’s trying to find traces of himself in her. 

“Figure what out? Might not even be ours. Doesn’t look like any of us. Could be some random fucking guys for all we know.” I snarl and Drew drops his jaw at my accusation and Val slaps me across the face. 

“Oh” I laugh. “That’s real fucking nice” 

I say and she shoves me. 

“I haven’t slept with anyone but the three of you! Not before. Not during. Not after!” She yells at me and shoves me again. 

“And why should I fuckin believe that? What? You here for some money? Leave our asses and come crawling back to have us take care of some other man’s child?” I growl. 

“I fucking hate you” she cries. 

“Back at ya heartbreaker. Fuck you Val” I say and turn and walk the fuck away before I fucking throttle her. 

I go upstairs and slam the fucking door to my bedroom. I go to my fucking bed and snarl at the picture frame on my nightstand. it’s one of those strip photographs from a photo booth. I cut the little square photos out individually and put them all the frame. 

The first one is one of her with her eyes crossed and her tongue out, and giving me bunny ears behind my head as I cross my eyes too. 

The second is one of her hands holding my face and kissing my cheek and me smiling with my eyes closed. 

The third is me kissing hers as she smiles right at the camera. 

The fourth is her with her face turned to mine, her mouth near my ear as she told me those three words for the first time. And im smiling more than I ever have before in that picture. 

We made out in that booth for minutes before an attendant at the carnival told us we had to get out. 

I remember the entire night so fucking vividly. I remember all of the nights and days I spent with her. But most of all, I remember the day she fucking destroyed me and left.

And now it hurts more than it did before. Because she left pregnant , with a fucking kid that might be mine.