"So this is your room" I opened the door and walked inside, the room used to be small and stuffy with only a tiny window but now it was a lot bigger, filled with bright whites and shiny blacks, a theme that seemed to run through the whole house after the redecoration and I prayed to god she hadn't changed the way my room looked.

"Sweet" Mike said enthusiastically and it was good to see him smile.

"You're probably really tired from all the driving and stuff so you can catch some zee's if you want" I offered

"Sounds great" he replied dropping his duffel bag on the bed and crossing the room to me. Once he reached me he snaked his arms around me and lifted me off of the floor, kissing me hard and long, I opened my mouth to allow his tongue access, my hands in his hair and his hands gripping my waist to hold me in place, my legs wrapped around his waist. Someone coughed from behind us and my heart sank, I'd forgotten Vic was standing right behind us waiting for me to show Mike to his room and then show him to his. Mike slowly put me down, a smile still etched on his face and when my feet touched the floor and I turned the last person I expected to see was Lily.

"Come on guys, you're making this little guy uncomfortable" Lily smirked ruffling Vic's hair, Vic's eyes were on the floor but his whole posture tensed when she touched him. I swear my face went the color of that ridiculous red spot on the Japanese flag.

"Oops" was all I managed to say. "I'll show you to your room, Vic, sorry" I turned and smiled at Mike who still had a smirk on his ridiculously happy face and then headed out, Vic trailing behind me. We walked across the hall in silence, me feeling guilty and him probably feeling awkward. I needed to learn to control myself around the both of them, I couldn't hurt Vic, I'd done that enough already. Once we reached the bedroom he'd be staying in I swung the door open and took his duffel bag from him (immediately wishing I hadn't as it was extremely fucking heavy) and dumping on the bed—my polite, silent way of trying to make amends. He headed straight towards the window, his eyes wide with amazement.

"This used to be a small study slash library, I spent most of my childhood days in here" I spoke just to break the silence and cut the tension. "My mom has kind of ruined it by turning it into a bedroom but..." I was beginning to babble and I felt ridiculous as he wasn't really listening anyway. I decided to just let him be, he seemed happier now and my presence would surely ruin that so I began heading out of the room.

"You really like him don't you?" I stopped in my tracks and turned around to face him, he hadn't turned to speak, he still had his back to me.

"Mike?" I assumed considering he couldn't possibly mean anybody else. I took his silence for a yes. "I guess I do" my voice didn't sound unsure even though what I'd said did, I just didn't want to be all gushing over Mike to his brother who a few hours prior had kissed me.

"It makes sense I guess" his sad voice sounded as he shrugged, his gaze penetrating so intensely the glass to the point I thought it would break.

"What does?" I asked tilting my head to one side, not that he could see.

"Nothing, never mind. Thank you for showing me to my room" he turned finally and smiled weakly at me.

"Vic..." I wanted to say so much. I wanted to say sorry for being such an asshole in our previous years, sorry for allowing him to kiss me and for things to get this fucked up, sorry for kissing him back and giving him hope, sorry for liking his brother so much, sorry for being such a down right shitty person. But the shake of his head made me fall silent, I knew he only wanted to hear me say something positive that would make him smile but still all the apologies I should have said raged in my head.

"Get some rest, I'll see you later" I muttered guilt washing over me in tidal waves as I headed from the room.

—Mike's POV—

Leda exited her cheeks flushed and Vic followed his eyes low. I began opening the duffel bag and looking inside for something to change into. I felt Lily's presence. Why was she still standing there? I pulled out some criminal damage skinny jeans and a plain black tank that I could change into when I awoke and pulled out some sweats to sleep in (as it didn't feel right to sleep naked in somebody else's house.) I set them on the bed. I turned around wondering what Lily wanted considering I couldn't exactly just get unchanged in front of her.

She leant against the doorframe, her arms folded and her legs crossed at the ankles, very sure of herself and confident.

"I don't think we've been properly introduced" her voice was low and her eyes sparkled, I swallowed hard.

"You're Lily and I'm Mike, there, nice to meet you." I replied kind of hostile. I turned around and zipped up the duffel bag and dumped it on the floor, just for something to do.

"Cute," she spoke again sounding closer this time "So what exactly are you and Leda?" She asked it like she already knew the answer which was kind of funny because I however didn't know the answer. We both liked each other, our feelings were mutual but we hadn't labelled it.

Does it even need labelling?

"We're exactly what we are" I shrugged, liking the sound of that. No labels, no need to justify, just plain us.

"Hm," I turned around she had a smirk playing on her lips and I knew straight away that she was dangerous. "Remember that I know Leda like the back of my hand," she smirked further coming closer to me, slowly closing the distance I desperately wanted to keep between us. She went on. "what makes her tick, what makes her crumble, her wants, her...desires" the way she dragged her tongue across her lip as she dragged out the word 'desires' made me uncomfortable. What was she implying? I opened my mouth to speak but words failed me so I closed it again.

A girlish giggle escaped her lips and her smirk disappeared. "You're so easy to wind up, buddy" and just like that it was like a whole different person was standing in front of me. I was finding hard to catch up with what was going on. She playfully hit my arm and then strutted out of the room, leaving me perplexed and stunned.

I closed the curtains and climbed into bed, it felt ridiculous going to sleep in the middle of the day but an hours nap wouldn't do much harm would it?

—Leda's POV—

The house was quiet, it was kind of nice. It wasn't that deafening silence that made me so uncomfortable and uneasy like in the ogres house. It was comfortable, the nice peacefulness of people napping and enjoying their own company.

"Hey baby girl" I stilled, took a deep breath and then closed the fridge slowly.

"Hi" I replied blandly turning around and not looking at her

"Aw you don't want to hug your best friend?" She said fake pouting and opening her arms.

"Why are you here, Lil?" I enquired looking her dead in the eyes. Suddenly everything seemed dirty and I felt like I had to clean just to keep my hands busy. I opened the cupboard and dragged out some disinfectant and a sponge and began wiping down the counters, feeling the need to be busy.

"What, I'm not allowed to be here?" She narrowed her eyes at me, putting her outstretched hands on her hips.

"I didn't say that!" I snapped

"Well you might as well have!" She shouted.

"Ugh for once can you not make this about yourself" I rolled my eyes and began to focus on the task at hand, I needed to keep my temper under control, I needed to keep a clear head.

"Me? Make this about mysel- ha! That's rich coming from you, princess!" She retorted coldly, her laugh sharp and bitter.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I yelled.

"Oh don't make me spell it out for you, you spoilt little bitch" now she was the one rolling her eyes. "You run off wanting the fairy tale and when things get tough you run right on back to mommy and her palace. Oh and you bring back two frogs"

"I'm really not appreciating your puns." I ignored her last comment I had to keep my temper down, I couldn't get angry, I had to be the better person, I don't know why I just had to. "I've been through fucking hell okay, I didn't run off and you could only imagine what I've been through" I yelled feeling the tears well in my eyes and my chest felt hollowed out and empty.

"You know it's hard to sleep when all this yelling is going on" Mike smirked from the doorway. My eyes shot to him and I realized that that was why I wanted to keep my temper under control, I couldn't let Mike see the monster inside of me.

"Cry me a fucking river" Lily mumbled and stormed past Mike.

"She seems really happy" he smiled with one side of his mouth which made me smile too.

"Oh she's over the moon" I replied just as sarcastically.

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It kind of sucked that me and Mike had to spend the night in separate beds—I hadn't told my mom what was really going on between us—I felt drained and hollow and I needed some form of comfort. The fight with Lily swarmed my head:

You run off wanting the fairy tale and when it gets tough you run right on back to mommy and her palace.

Is that what she really thought of me? Did she really think I chose the circumstances of the past two weeks. I felt this dark pit inside me begin to open up and I was terrified it was going to suck everything good and positive and me away into it and leave me numb and destroyed. I needed Mike.

I crawled out of bed and as quietly as I could, exited my bedroom. I was about to head right and go to Mike's room when my head snapped left and my eyes landed on Vic's bedroom door. I clenched my eyes shut and shook my head, no, why was I questioning which one I should go to? As if my eyes had willed him to, Vic opened his door and popped his head around it. His usually flat ironed hair was ruffled at the back as if it had been back-combed, he saw me and the corner of his lips upturned slightly, I returned his smile and added a little wave too.

He opened his door all of the way and walked out slowly, heading towards me, his eyes unsure. I tried to resist the urge to move my gaze from his face all the way down his body and back up but I couldn't and I bit my lip as I did. I remembered wearing boxers similar to the ones he was wearing, that made me bite my lip further. He blushed and looked at me with those deep, sorrowful brown eyes and my heart ached, I couldn't look away, I couldn't break the connection.

All of a sudden I heard someone's footsteps coming up the stairs both mine and Vic's eyes went wide as alarm set in. He quickly scurried back into his room, closing the door so silently you wouldn't even suspect it'd been open. I looked sadly at his closed door. The continuing footsteps brought me back to the present and I looked to see who was coming up the stairs. It was Mike.

"Hi" he smiled

"I was just coming to see you" I smiled all of a sudden feeling conscious of myself. It wasn't a total lie, I only had a moment of doubt. A moment or two.

"Everything okay?" He asked trying to read my expression.

"Of course, I just wanted some company" I shrugged awkwardly, my fingers knotting and fidgeting against each other.

"Come here" he opened his arms and I gladly walked into them, grateful for the affection. He held me tightly, my cheek to his chest, eyes closed, every feeling for Vic disappearing into a closed box in my memory. He scooped me up and carried me down the hall to his room. He kicked the door closed after him and the shadows filled the room, making it unbelievably dark. He put me gently on the left side of the bed and climbed in at the right side.

"What's on your mind?" He whispered and he wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing his chest to my back.

"Nothing really, just hoping tomorrow is better than today" I sighed into the pillow.

"It will be, I promise" I sighed into a pillow. He kissed the back of my neck and I shivered, a ghost of a smile on my lips. He slipped his hand lower, past my stomach.

"What are you doing?" I smirked into the darkness

"Oh nothing" he replied feigning innocence. I bit my lip as he rolled me onto my back and climbed ontop of me, kissing my neck, sucking, nibbling, trailing them down to my collar bone and even further.

"Michael" I smirked

"Leda" he mimicked me. I giggled as his hands crept up my shirt, grazing smoothly over my skin. In one swift movement he had it over my head and crashed his lips to mine hungrily, I wrapped my arms around his neck just as eagerly, his hands roamed my upper body, cupping my breasts now and again before fidgeting behind my back trying to unhook my bra.

I giggled and pushed him off of me playfully "C'mere you imbecile" I briefly sat up and unhooked my bra pulling the straps down and discarding the pretty lace thing to the floor. I gripped his shirt and pulled him back down on top of me, connecting our lips, my hands in his hair, his hand slipped down and began sliding off my (well technically they were his but they're on my person so) sweatpants, I smirked through the kiss, he was so eager.

He had to stop kissing me to slide my sweatpants down, he rolled them down, all the way to my ankles and then introduced them to my bra and shirt on the floor.

"You're so beautiful" he said admiringly looking down at me with a smile on his face. I clamped my teeth down on my lip, my body taking over my mind, I wanted him, needed him.

I moved to kneel in front of him, tugging on his shirt and he lifted his arms to cooperate and I pulled his shirt off gracefully. I ran my hand over his chest slowly, this was weird, days ago I didn't think I felt things for him this strongly, but now with the ogre out of the picture and things slowly re-piecing themselves back together, my head was a little clearer. I didn't love him, well I did, but I wasn't in love with him, I hadn't known him long enough for that.

"What are you thinking?" He whispered and I look up at him, forcing a grin to not appear on his face as I looked at his intense gaze, he felt strongly for me too, I could tell, it was in his eyes. Not quite love but not quite friends, the promise of something more to come.

"You talk too much" I replied, throwing my arms around him and kissing the corner of his mouth first, he cupped my cheek and guided my lips to his as if they were lost.

It's told males can't multitask and I believed that, but Mike seemed to be an exception. He threw his tongue eagerly into my mouth, while skimming my skin with his hand and bringing it to my southward area, rubbing me slowly, teasing me, readying me, with his other hand he unbuttoned his jeans and zipped down his zipper, another smirk took over my lips as our tongues danced together.

He pushed me down on my back our lips never leaving, I wriggled off my panties and he discarded his pants and boxers, a moan escaped his lips as I caught his bottom lip between my teeth and dragged my teeth gently along it.

I gasped as he entered me, a sweet sensation bubbling through me, my temperature rising and my hands tangled in his hair. He moaned loudly but I didn't tell him to keep it down, he went slow at first, building the anticipation, it felt good, really good, I threw my head back and arched my back, my boobs against his chest as a moan rippled through my body and forced its way from my parted lips, I needed more. I wrapped my legs around his waist rolling my hips every time he thrust inwards, so he'd hit that spot that made my breathing hitch and my eyelids flicker at their own accord.

The pace quickened, I put my lips to his neck and sucked rather hard, his skin was salty on my tongue, he groaned as I moved further down his neck and began sucking again. The pace quickened further, perfectly in sync I met him with every thrust, I gasped, throwing my head back again and choking back a moan, his fingers dug into my hips desperately and his breath was hot on my neck and shoulder. His usually perfect hair was beginning to turn damp, almost soaked with sweat, there was something beautiful about the way his spine dipped every time he thrust into me. My nails bit into his shoulder blades and he groaned louder, I was sure everyone currently upstairs in the house could hear us but I didn't care. He sped up, rolling his hips expertly and I cried out in pure pleasure.

Abruptly my mind began to shut down, every nerve that was singing and screaming with pleasure was beginning to become unresponsive, my breath caught in my throat as I began to panic, his body all of a sudden felt like the whole house was on top of me, I felt suffocated, strangled, trapped.

A million images flashed before my eyes, I could hear his panting but I couldn't concentrate on anything but the flashbacks, the bad, evil memories, how had I not guessed they'd haunt me. I saw myself clutching what remained of my clothing, which wasn't much, I saw his dirty smirk, those scarily beautiful blue eyes that held so much danger and ferocity, that evil evil man, I was going to be sick, I was going to cry.

I was already crying, wait when did that happen. Everything was red around me, I couldn't take in my real surroundings because I was drowning in bad memories and sins. I began to scream without any intention of doing so, the sound was high pitched and terrified, enough to end any war, I didn't even recognize it as a voice that belonged to me until I heard other multiple voices.

"Leda!" I think it was Mike's voice, I don't think he was on top of me anymore but I wasn't in the present to really know, the screaming continued and I wished the images would stop.

"Leda, darling are you okay?" the voice sounded so concerned and so worried

"What's going on?" Another familiar voice. I felt someone's arms wrap around me and I snapped, I threw my arms in all directions, mainly in the direction of the person holding me, I didn't want to be touched, definitely not now.

I heard a conversation but I couldn't put the voices to names of actual people

"What happened?"

"She just started screaming I-I don't k-know"

"What have you done to my baby?"

"I swear to god, Mike, I'll kill you."

"I didn't do anything, I-I-I s-w-w-ear"

"I'll sort this shit out"

I felt a huge impact against my face and my head flew back. When I opened my eyes with my hand on my cheek and my eyebrows furrowed at the fact someone had just slapped me straight across the face, Mike stood in the corner in his sweatpants I was wearing earlier today, Lily as usual was half naked but she was standing at the end of my bed, why was she in my room? My mom was crying at the opposite side of the bed to where I was and I saw them sad eyes just peeking around the door way, Vic's eyes.

But my head was clear again. And on that note all I could think was: Holy fucking shit how do I get myself out of this mess.

Notes

Here's a nice long chapter to make up for my absence.
This is my first attempt at smut so be kind :)

My head is so blank lately, I can barely write, BUT I AM TRYING I PROMISE.

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