Theodore

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We sat facing each other in my room, cross legged as I sighed.

"Mar, talk to me."

She shook her head as she stared at the floor, her eyes wet with tears.

"Its been three weeks since the party. Three weeks. You need to talk to him."

"You don't understand." She closed her eyes as she exhaled loudly. "I slept with Edward that night."

I froze, my heart thundering in my chest as I blinked. So that's why she was avoiding Ryan.

"What?! Where? When?!"

I frowned, fully aware that my cab dropped her off at home before mine.

"After you dropped me off, he texted me..." her words trailed off as she bit her lip. "So I went round to his." Her voice grew quiet as I waited, unsure what to think or say. She pushed her hair out of her eyes as she groaned, closing her eyes.

"And you fucked him? Jesus Mar. What a way to pop your cherry."

"Hannah!" She exclaimed as I cringed.

"Sorry."

"Then I left early in the morning. Before he woke up. I saw Ryan." She whispered, as my mouth fell open.

"You saw Ryan?! What the hell, where was this?"

She gave me a thin smile as she spoke.

"He was at the coffee shop. Well, walking out of it when I walked by." She swallowed as I reached out to hold her hand.

"It was the way he looked at me. Like I was a slut. You should've seen his eyes."

"You're not a slut Mara." I said, pulling her towards me, wrapping my arms around her as she began to cry. For weeks she had been withdrawn, skipping school and even avoiding me. Finally I had convinced her to come over, after promising her Ryan was not in.

"Then why do I feel like one?" She wailed, as I kissed her forehead.

"Do you know how many guys I've slept with?" I asked her, peering into her beautiful eyes as she shook her head. "Neither do I. But its alot."

We chuckled then, as I rubbed her hand reassuringly.

"Theo has seen me with countless guys. He's listened to me moan about the fact my faj has hurt post fuck." I cringed as I remembered that particular time. Mara sniggered, as she shook her head in disbelief.

"You guys are goals, for real."

"But look at us now. I'm his, and he is mine. Now we are together, it matters what we do. It matters who we fuck. Because we are together. Ryan can't say shit. He has had every opportunity to get with you."

She nodded as she met my eyes.

"Yeah that's true. If he's so bothered why didn't he get with me himself? Argh. I hate men."

I smiled as she hugged me, and I made a mental note to kick Ryan's arse. Then Edwards.

"So, how was your first time?" I asked softly, as she cringed a little.

"Oh God, I was so drunk. I can remember his body was...fit." she began to giggle as I leaned back against my bed, listening to her tell me about Edward's body. "And it was big. Not that I have anything to compare it to." She hastily added, as I grinned.

"But was it good?"

"It was. He was really nice. He's texted me since to see if I'm okay...he's even asked me on a date."

"But?"

"I don't know. I feel like I should give him a chance. It's done between me and Ryan." She shrugged sadly as I sighed.

"Do what feels right. At least your first time wasn't horrible. Mine tried to have sex with me through my tights."

We burst out laughing then as I groaned, trying to erase the memory from my mind. We heard the door bang downstairs, as we looked at each other in surprise.

"Oh god." Mara whispered, as we heard footsteps move upstairs. "Is it him?"

I stood up, scurrying to my door as I opened it a crack, peering through. It was Ryan.

"Hannah, you home?" He yelled, as I jumped back from the doorway, hurrying back to my place on the floor.

"Yeah, what's up?" I called back, as Mara stared at me through her thick lashes.

"What you doing tonight? I thought we could watch a film, order some food in." He suddenly pushed my door open, standing there in just his jeans as his eyes fell on Mara.

"That sounds great. Mara, you don't have any plans either tonight, so that makes three of us." I declared, as they both stared at me in horror.

"Uh, sure." She muttered as she stared at my brother.

"Fine." He grumbled, as he tore his eyes away from Mara. He backed out of the room as my door closed, Mara hitting me on the arm, hard.

"Ow! What the fuck! You're welcome!" I snapped as she hissed at me.

"I've got to spend a night in his company now. He hates me. Great!"

"He doesn't hate you." I sighed, as I stretched. "One week till my baby is back."

"Urgh. One week until I feel suicidal from all the perfection surrounding me."

"Stop being absurd." I chided, as she pointed at my ring.

"He promised you forever. I want that."

"Words are a fine thing. It's the actions that count. As you now know." I winked, as she coloured beneath my gaze.

"Can we not talk about it?!"

"Why?"

"I wish it had been with Ryan." She mumbled, as I rolled my eyes.

"Babe, if it had been with my brother I reckon the whole street would've heard about it." I laughed, as she widened her eyes in surprise.

"What? He's...loud?"

I paused, as I tried not to imagine him having sex.

"No, but the girls have been. Not that there have been any in a while." I added, as she looked utterly miserable. "Mom banned him from bringing any home."

We laughed then, as I checked my phone. I couldn't wait to update Theo on the latest developments. He'd been quiet lately, constantly studying which was unusual for him. He said the course was a lot harder than he had expected, which meant it must be beyond difficult.

My stomach began to ache, a reminder that my period was due within the next few days. I wanted it gone and out of the way for Christmas, that was for sure. I typed a text to Theo, telling him I needed to tell him something when he had the time.

Something he didn't seem to have that much of any more, I thought sadly.

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