Us Three - Book 2

Four months have gone by since the breakup.

At first, I thought I had nothing left to live for. I thought I was cursed.

My parents didn't love me enough to turn their lives around for me and the two people I loved the most in this world, who promised to always be there for me, left me.

But with the help of Jada and Linda, I saw I had a lot to live for.

1 being them and 2 being the little creature inside me or creatures. I don't know the gender of the baby. When I have my appointments, I ask the nurses not to disclose the gender. It's something I wanted to do with them.

All I've ever wanted was a family, the family I never had, and I was so close to having that.

I'm currently back at the house they bought for my 18th birthday. Staying at their home had too many memories of us.

My biggest challenges are finding a job and learning to function without a dom. I was a submissive for so long it became a part of me.

After taking one last look in the mirror, I convinced myself to get going. I've a job interview today.

This will be my 5th interview in two days. Being pregnant in this part of the city isn't easy. No one wants to hire you.

With only 30 minutes left for my interview.

I grabbed my handbag off the couch and left the house.

I've seen on a job seeking website that our local library was hiring workers so I applied and they called me in for an interview.

Getting a taxi, I told the driver my location, and he took me there just in time.

Dressed professionally, was a tall blond lady. "Excuse, are you Emma Lynn?"

"Yes, I'm Emma Lynn" I answered her question

"Right this way, "

She says and I follow her.

We came upon a wooden door, and she told me good luck before leaving.

"Come in," a stern voice says and I open the door, stepping through.

Facing me was a middle-aged man, dressed in all black, sipping his coffee.

"Emma Lynn" I stretched out a hand for him and he took it.

"George Steves"

"Please, take a seat," he says once he lets go of my hands and I sit down on the burgundy chair.

Mr Steves opens up a folder scrolling through it. No doubt going through the information I gave him.

"May I have a look at your resume!" I nod, take it out of my bag, then hand it to him. After reading it, he sighs.

And my heart drops knowing what would come next.

"based on your resume, you aren't up to the company's standards. I sincerely apologize"

Not again!

I thanked him and turned to leave when he stopped me. My eyes lit up. Perhaps he realized he made a mistake.

"Miss Lynn, what if I told you there was another way you could get this job? "

He licks his lips, eying me up and down. How disgusting and unprofessional.

I stormed out of his office and out of the Building tears threatening to leave my eyes the things I have to endure.

A taxi stopped at my feet, and I got in telling, him my location. A message popped up on my phone and I saw it was Jada, so I dialed her.

"How did it go? "

her voice comes through the phone

"I didn't get it,"

"You'll get it next time, em," she tries to cheer me up.

"Jada, I'm so tired of trying"

"You can't give up. I'll call my brother. He knows a few people here "

"Thanks Jay"

"I love you, girl, and remember to take it easy. You're pregnant "

She scolds me.

"Love you too and I'll try."

I blow her a kiss through the phone.

We hung up, and I looked up to see the driver staring at me in the mirror.

I glared at him. He should be driving, not meddling in my business.

When I got home, I threw my bag down and sat myself on my bed.

"Well, little one," I said, rubbing my tummy.

"I didn't get a job, but we'll see how tomorrow goes. "

I giggled when he moved. I can't wait to see what he or she looks like.

I hope they look like me, though. The last thing I want is a reminder of the boys.

I was busy sitting on my bed feeling sorry for myself when I heard my doorbell. Weird, I rarely get visitors. Grabbing my baseball bat, I head for the door.

"Who is it?" I asked

"me" the unknown person responder

"Me who? "

"The Taxi driver," the person responded and Instantly I knew who it was.

I held my bat as I opened the door, wanting to be careful. I'm a pregnant woman living all alone.

He chuckles before holding his hands up. "I bought take outs "

I raise an eyebrow at him, "may I come in ?"

When I don't reply, he says he needs to talk and means no harm.

"we sit out here"

We took our seat, and he hands me the food he bought

"Thanks, so what do you wanna talk about? "

"I'd like to start by saying I'm Mike "

"I'm Emma," I tell the short chubby brown haired man before me.

"Nice, so I just, uh, been noting you lately. You seem to be going through something "

I nod. Great, even a complete stranger can see that.

"wanna "

"No" I cut him off. I didn't wanna be rude, but this is not something I wanna talk about. He's been nothing but nice to me. I really appreciate him making sure I enter my apartment before he drives away.

He nods, getting up. "well I live right down the street if you ever wanna talk about"

" Wait," I stopped him before he could leave.

"Maybe I do wanna talk about it"

His face lights up and he seems genuinely happy to help me with whatever issues I have had. Only those can't be fixed. I pat the spot beside me and he sits back down.

"So "

I tell him everything but not going too deep into anything.

His facial features changed from being happy, too excited, too sad, too angry, too happy again, to disappointment, to angry again throughout the story. I've seen nothing like it. It was funny, actually.

Mike's naturally funny. He made the whole situation feel a lot better. He even made me get fired, and hurt less.

I was getting sleepy, so I wrapped things up. We exchanged numbers, and he said he'd stop by tomorrow.

He waited for me to be inside before he left. I climbed into bed and before I went to sleep. I stripped out of my clothes and went to shower.

I was in my bed when Emma crossed my mind. Her beauty is unmatched but on top of that she's a genuine person. Her heart is so big, so pure.

I miss being with her, being by her side. I miss her smile, a smile that always cheers me up on a sad day, and her gentle caresses when we cuddle. I just miss her.

Has her appearance changed? I couldn't help but wonder. Has she gained weight or lost? Did she keep the Bob I suggested for her, or did she let it grow out? Either way, she'd be beautiful.

Getting out of bed, I poured myself some alcohol. I need to get her out of my head.

This has been my everyday routine since I parted ways with my loves. The liquor burned as I swallowed, but I didn't stop. I kept drinking it as if it was water.

After drinking the last of my liquor, I opened another bottle.

Four months

Four months have gone by since I last saw them. Alcohol is the cure I used to treat the guilt I experience daily for leaving my pregnant girlfriend. And breaking up with my boyfriend.

Speaking about my boyfriend, I miss him more than I do Emma. Don't get me wrong, I love her. I love them equally. But I've never spent this much time away from Clay, not since we confessed our love for each other back in college.

Flashback to the first time they confessed they had feelings for each other

"Why have you been acting so strange lately?" I questioned my best friend, afraid I'd lose him. He doesn't answer me, pretending not to hear me.

I grabbed his chin roughly, forcing him to look at me. "Clay please tell me what's going on. I don't want to lose you "

his eyes watered. " I don't want to lose you either. " I pulled my best friend into a hug, stroking his back.

"Then tell me what's going on?"

" you don't understand, telling you is how I'll lose you. " I pull away to look at him. None of what he's saying makes any sense.

I place my head on his forehead "I'll always be here for you, No matter what you're hiding" his eyes scanned mine and before I knew it, his lips were on mine it took me by surprise and I was sure it did him too.

"You have feelings for me. It's that what you were so afraid to tell me?" he nods shyly.

"Well, don't because I have for you too."

End of flashback.

That night, we stayed in bed, cuddled, and talked about our feelings. Turns out he developed a crush on me around the same time I developed to mine for him. Which was back when we were 14 a year after we met Emma.

I finished drinking my drink and grabbed another bottle, only to put it back down. Emma wouldn't want that.

Fuck, why am I thinking about her? about them. I crawl back into bed, getting under the covers, only to start crying.

Clay was right, this relationship wasn't gonna last. How stupid of me to believe it would. I was such a fool for thinking that.

I feel fucked up. All of this could have been prevented. Now they might both hate me.

Stumbling out of bed, I grabbed my phone book, searching for a specific number.

When I found it, I hesitated for a while before calling it.

"Who's this?" A familiar voice came through. "

"Leo, it's me,"

"Oh Ace, how's it going? haven't heard from you in months"

"I've been great," I lied

"And you?"

"I've been well. Jada and I are planning a baby. "

"That's awesome. Speaking about Jada, can I speak to her?"

" Sure," he yells her name and a few seconds later she had the phone

"Hi, Sir,"

"Hi there, I wanna talk about Emma"

"There's nothing to talk about, you poor excuse of a man," I was taken aback by her words.

"Apologies to him now" her dominant orders. I'm pretty sure punishment will be in store for her.

"No" she shocked me. She's a very submissive woman.

"I said to apologize to him now," a loud slap echoed through the phone.

"Ouch, Master, I won't. What kind of man leaves his pregnant on her own to suffer? "

Leo didn't say anything, which means he agrees with his sub.

Embarrassed, I hung up the phone and threw it across the room, shattering it against the wall.

She's right, what kind? Man am I?

I shouldn't have left her. I didn't want to leave her. The thing is, I wanted her for myself. sharing her with Clay was no longer an option since he's his mom's bitch

If she says jump, he'll ask how high. He hurt Emma and me multiple times due to that woman.

My phone rang, and I took it up, surprised it was still working.

"I like to apologize for my submissive behaviors and"

"It's fine, Leo,"

"She was right though, what you did was fucked up"

"I know man" I popped open another drink, my guilt more intense now than ever.

"Then what are you gonna do?, the last time I heard she was 8 months pregnant"

"Master, it's 7 she's seven months pregnant," his submissive corrected him.

"Go wait for me in the playroom, will you?"

"Please don't punish her. "

"She needs to know that no matter how she feels, she should always be respectful to others. Especially other doms,"

I agree with him, but I just can't help but feel bad.

"Give Emma a call and work it out with her. She needs y'all and so does that unborn child. "

"Thanks, man. "

I down my drink.

"Anytime"

When asked to choose, she should have chosen me. It's her fault. Why do I even care?. For all, I know that child might not even be mine.

Dedicated to: megha gupta

Clay's POV

I finally found my answer after, after attempting for weeks to decide if I should fight for my relationship with Ace and Emma or just let it go?

Before I go see Ace and Emma, there's an important stop I have to make.

"Boss, we're here," my men announced. I am-boarded the jet, a car waiting to take me to my father's..

Though I long to see him, my primary focus will be on Trisha, my stepmom and also my ex- mommy dom. The car ride was long, so to kill time I took out photos of the three of us, that being me, Ace and Emma.

I've longed to be with them. I miss Ace's laugh, his caring nature and I miss submitting to him. As for Emma, I miss everything about her but above all how much she loves me, that girl will literally do anything for me. She took a bullet for me without even thinking twice.

Just when I was about to have a flashback of that day, I was informed we have reached. Taking a deep breath, I exit the car.

Looking at my father's mansion, I can't remember the last time I've been here. Ringing the bell, I wait for it to be answered.

The door opened, and my father's mouth dropped to the floor.

" Sup dad "

I pulled him into a big

"So good to see you son, it's been so long "

We shared a long hug, both happy to see each other. I don't see him much because of my evil stepmother but I love him.

"Clayton, what are you doing?,"

My stepmom starts but stops when she notices me.

"Hunny what? Oh hi Clay, what a lovely surprise. Let's get inside."

Entering the house, a smile spread across my lips. It's just as I remembered.

I take a seat beside my old man. He seems so happy to see me. I have to see him more often once I get rid of this bitch.

"How's Ace" my dad asks

"he's a great dad "

I lied. It would upset him if he found out we weren't together anymore or even friends. My dad is always rooted to us. He's even the one who told me to admit how I feel to Ace.

"He said to tell you Hi, I forgot about it," I lied yet again

"And the homeless girl "

"she's doing well," I answer, knowing he was talking about Emma

"She was always so sweet every time she visited, "

he recalled

"Is she still like that?" I nod and his eyes lit up before he chuckles.

"it was fun watching how hard you guys were crushing on her, fighting for her attention all the time. She was so oblivious to everything "

"yeah, yeah" Emma had captured our hearts from the moment we both laid eyes on her unknowingly.

Dad and I spent the entire day catching up and such. It was now time to leave but I've yet to speak to Trina.

After saying goodbye to him, he left for bed and now was the perfect time to speak to Trina.

She was in the living room watching reality TV. I pull her up roughly and drag her into one of their spare room.

"Oh Clay, not so rough." She rubs my face and I slap her hands away.

"Kneel." she grits her teeth as if that would work on me

"I'm no longer your submissive," I made it loud and clear.

She rolls her eyes and pulls me toward her

"I fucking own you now, kneel and be good little boy for mommy "

"Listen Miss Trina, you might have once upon a time, but not anymore."

I looked down at her, staring right into those eyes I used to fare

"Stay away from me and my family, if you ever come around me, Ace or Emma again, "

She growls at Emma's name

"You'll regret it. "

She cries when she sees how serious I am. I go to exit the room but turn back to look at her.

"oh and it would hurt to stay away from my dad, you whore "

"Clay" she called after me, clutching her heart but I didn't care. I left her there feeling empowered. I finally stood up for myself against her.

Walking to dad's room, I kissed his head and left the house.

Now that's out of the way. Time to go make things right with my two lovers.

I hopped in the car that was waiting for me and we made our way back to my jet.

On my way back, I tried to locate them. Based on what I've found, neither of them was staying at our home. Emma was near, though she was at the house we bought for her. As for Ace, I've yet to find his location but I'm working on it.

After almost an hour of trying, I still couldn't. I had to close my laptop and lie back in my chair. Where would he go? I ask myself and suddenly it clicks gosh; I know him too well. Opening my laptop to confirm. I smile when I see I'm right.

Knowing that I can't just show up to them and ask for us to be again, I will have to come up with a plan.

Ace is soft to me. I know exactly how to win him over back. Emma, I knew, would be super pissed at me. Her stubbornest mixed with her pregnancy hormone would make it harder for me. So I'll just go with Ace.

Grabbing my phone, I look at a picture of all three of them. I'm coming guys, coming to make everything right.