Thursday, So Close to the Weekend

Your bags were packed and ready to go, but you had just one more day of work left to go. Sabrina had slept over the night before, having already packed her own bags and brought them over, so you and her went to work together. It was a quiet bus ride in as you both sipped on coffee from your travel mugs and sat together, holding hands and occasionally smiling at each other. Then, entering the building, you both said hello to Becks. Nothing had changed in the friendly banter with her, even after the brief phone sex episode, though that hadn’t happened again. She teased the two of you quietly about being a two-wheeled trike without Gemma with you and asked if you guys were ready for your trip.

It wasn’t until you were up in the office and entering the conference room that you realized that the day wasn’t going to be quite as perfect as you expected.

Red flag number one: Gemma and Eric were both in before you and Sabrina, and you guys were fairly early.

Red flag number two: Eric looked like he was a beaten puppy and was shooting glares over at Gemma.

Red flag number three: Gemma had a distinctly frosty quality in the way she was sitting up with perfect posture and working, not looking up from her laptop.

“Morning, guys,” you said, and then went to Gemma and leaned down and kissed her cheek. “Morning, love.”

Eric didn’t say anything and Gemma sighed, closed her eyes for a moment and took a breath, then opened them and turned to you and Sabrina. “Good morning, loves,” she said.

That made you hesitate a moment. And then your stomach fell out a little because you realized what must have happened.

Eric knew.

Eric was dating Lucy. Lucy knew because of being Gemma’s roommate. She’d told Eric something.

“Good morning, baby,” Sabrina said, immediately cluing in as well and coming over to Gemma and giving her a little kiss on the lips.

“So it really is true,” Eric grunted from his side of the table.

“Eric, I’m sorry we didn’t tell you,” you said, going down to your seat nearer to him and sitting. “We just didn’t want the poly thing to affect anything at the office, so we’ve kept it on the down low.”

“That’s not why he’s mad,” Gemma sighed.

“It’s part of why I’m mad,” Eric said.

“OK, it’s part of why he’s mad,” Gemma said.

“Well, what’s the big part then?” you asked.

“She,” Eric said, pointing his finger across the table accusingly at Gemma. “Got Lucy to break up with me.”

“That’s not how it happened at all and you know it,” Gemma defended herself.

“Whoa, OK,” you said. “How about you just start from the beginning, Eric.”

“Fine. Last night I went on another date with Lucy, and she invited me back to her place. Everything was going fine and we were sort of making out on the couch in their living room when Gemma came home late, and then Lucy started acting weird and being more aggressive with kissing me, which I mean, cool except that she only does that when she thinks Gemma might be around. So I’m like, ‘What the hell is going on’ and she doesn’t even answer me, and Gemma isn’t paying attention to us. Then Lucy calls to Gemma in the kitchen if she had fun with John and the slut, and I’m like ‘What the fuck does that mean?’ and Gemma comes in and tells Lucy that she was at the gym and did some groceries after. Then Lucy gets pissy and tries to start making out with me, but I’m confused so I ask her again what the fuck that question meant, and she just punches me in the chest and gets off of me. Gemma apologizes for her and says I shouldn’t put up with her hitting me, and Lucy blows up and says she shouldn’t need to put up with Gemma’s shit, and Gemma says she doesn’t do anything to her and even set her up with me. And then Lucy goes off, screaming that Gemma was dating her ex, which by the way you could have told me, and that ‘little brunette slut’ like a whore, and Gemma shouts back at Lucy that if she wasn’t a huge bundle of airheaded personality faults maybe she wouldn’t be so obsessed with Gemma’s relationship, and that sort of devolves into them insulting each other and then out of nowhere Lucy just turns and shoves me off the couch and screams that she’s done with me. Gemma storms off to her room and I’m headed for the door when Lucy grabs me and basically pins me to the wall cause she’s freakishly strong for being so small and she’s like ‘Where the fuck are you going?’ and then she drags me back to her room and wants to have makeup sex or something, but she’s being super loud and overdoing it. I end up passing out afterwards, and she kicks me awake at six in the morning and pushes me out of bed, saying we’re done again and starts screaming at me, which wakes up everyone in the apartment. They all come to see what’s wrong, and Lucy screams at Gemma again which gets Becca and Charlotte to shout at Lucy and it’s all fucking chaos so Gemma and I get dressed and leave, and it’s not like we were going to go for coffee or something so we came here.”

You… weren’t really sure what to do with all of that.

“OK,” Sabrina said. “But was the freaky breakup sex any good?”

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