Page 35 of The Triplets and the Blonde

“Now? We are going to tell them now?” I asked. I didn’t know why, but I thought I had a little time to tell them. Maybe let them beg for it like Aiden made me beg to cum.

“No. I mean you can, but we are taking you to your new room.” Vickie grabbed my other hand.

“Huh?” I stopped.

“Well, Pat convinced the Trips to upgrade your living quarters. Part of us bringing you out here was so they could get it ready.” Vickie gleamed. “You are gonna love it.”

“One condition on all this,” I said.

They both turned to me. Pat had tears filling in his eyes again. Vickie swallowed hard.

“I tell them when I’m ready. I just wanna mess with them a little bit longer. They have kept me prisoner for a while. They deserve it.” I smiled.

“You wanna tease them. Ha. I love it. Those boys are no match for you,” Vickie laughed.

“Sweetie, you don’t have much time. The family will be here soon. You wanna mess with them I won’t stop you. Just remember if they don't have it before the family arrives then you are dead. That’s something I can’t handle.” Pat wiped another tear from his eyes.

“Deal, now let’s go.” I stepped forward.

For the first time in a while, I belonged. These were my friends. The Trips and I may have had a complicated relationship, but that was something I was willing to work on. I was drawn to them there was no denying that anymore. At least I didn’t have to deny it anymore. I would give them back the bag and ask them to stay on.

I would even wear the stupid uniform, not the pigtails. There was only so much I would be willing to do. Did I think they would forgive me and let me stay, maybe. It was a risk I was willing to take for Vickie and Pat.

It was amazing how quickly I turned things around. One minute I was hell bent on escaping and selling their precious bag. The next, I was figuring out how to convince them to let me stay.

Within a few minutes of navigating this mansion we were outside of a room that if I was correct was close to the library. Had they really moved me close to the library? If they had then I would kiss each one of them. Maybe.

Pat opened the door.

It was beautiful.

Gray and silver wallpaper lined the walls. A mahogany bed with lacy canopy curtains lay in the middle. One wall, and I mean the entire wall was covered with shelves. I immediately went over. Hundreds of books were crammed on the book cases. Tears swelled in my eyes. Another door was near the bed that was opened to a private bathroom. The sloth I had cuddled sat on a black bedding set.

There was a nightstand with a lamp and the books from my cell. The rug was fluffy and had the lines in it from a vacuum cleaner. The entire room was pristine. There was no way it was mine.

A servant bopped in and set a tray with fruit and wine on the bed. I opened my mouth to thank her but nothing came out. It was nicer than anything I had imagined. When I thought of a different life I thought of a tiny room with a bed and kitchenette in it. Not this.

My suspicions crept up. The Triplets didn’t know I was planning on giving them the bag. Why did they do this for me?

As if on cue, all three walked in.

I grabbed a few grapes and chucked them at them.

“Hey, what’s that for?” Derek ducked and laughed at me.

“What’s this for?” I tossed a strawberry at Jason.

“Calm down,” Vickie and Pat said simultaneously.

“Yea, what’s your problem?” Jason asked.

“What is your problem?” I tossed another piece of fruit at him.

“We are trying to be nice,” Derek laughed.

“Why?” I screamed. It made no sense.

“Not really sure.” Aiden shrugged.

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