Be a good boyfriend and see Lucy

Lucy. Duh. It’s not even a question.

He hadn’t driven himself to school that day so he had to walk, but at least it was close by. Once home he hopped into his car and went to Lucy’s, only stopping to grab some flowers.

He found Lucy draped across her bed. The curtains were drawn and she was on her back, one hand on her face.

“Hey, beautiful,” he said softly as he stepped inside the dark room.

“Are those for me?” she said meekly.

He leaned down and kissed Lucy’s forehead. She answered with a soft smile and he sat at the foot of the bed.

“Feeling any better?”

“A little,” she said, “been slowly improving all afternoon.”

Matt noticed she had a couple bottles of painkillers on the nightstand and half a dozen empty water bottles.

“I missed you today,” she said.

“I missed you, too.”

Lucy remained motionless, breathing imperceptibly.

“Why didn’t you talk to me last night,” she said, her tone demanding an answer rather than requesting it.

Matt was glad she had her eyes closed because he winced when she asked. He rubbed the back of his neck and searched for an answer.

“I know, I’m sorry about that,” he said after a short pause.

“You’ve already said that. We literally had this fight the other night.”

“Yeah, and—“

“You didn’t start doing this until we had sex.”

Lucy let that hang in the air for a moment. “Are you just happy enough with that so you don’t think you need to keep trying?”

“No, it’s nothing like that.”

“I knew I was sick last night, Matt. Not a peep from you. Just silence. I’m tired of silence.”

“I know...” he said.

Lucy sighed loudly. “Honestly, if I knew any better I’d say you were cheating on me.”

“Why would you think that?” Matt said defensively.

“Just feels that way.”

“All right, I’m sorry I made you feel that way,” Matt said.

Matt had a neutral expression on his face but his gut churned with anxiety. Did she know? Was Melanie trying to tempt him on purpose? He found it hard to look at her even if she wasn’t even looking back.

“I’m tired of feeling like I only matter to you when you want sex,” she said after long moment.

“You always matter to me.”

“Sure,” she said.

Ouch. Matt could hardly blame her but it still stung. He wasn’t sure how to fix this, seeing as he had only just repaired this exact same problem the other day. He laid his hand on her foot gently.

“That’s why I’m here. So I could see you. I missed you.”

“I feel stupid for telling that I was falling for you,” she said. Matt could see she was not finished.

“I didn’t think it was stupid. I’ve been thinking about it a lot,” he replied.

“Yeah, me too,” she said flatly.

“I wanted to tell you... well, something like that. It just hasn’t been the right time.”

Matt,” she said in a huff, “the other night I literally thought about how it wouldn’t be all that bad to have a baby with you. Like, it’s still possible.”

“Well, I mean,” he started before Lucy cut him off.

“Well, what? Matt you came so much I could, like, see it in me. I even felt a little pregnant. And the way you’ve been acting since doesn’t make me confident that would go well.”

“We should deal with that when it happens, baby,” he said softly.

It was quiet again. Matt sensed that Lucy had more to say. He thought about asking but it would probably sound aggressive and that would only make it worse. He would just have to sit and wait until she was ready.

“Matt, I’m just tired,” she said.

“I know. What feels bad?”

She tapped her forehead. “And nauseous.”

He rubbed her foot slowly for a moment. There wasn’t much to say anymore. Matt was wrong and only time could prove that he was willing to take care of it. He knew he was down a strike, however, and would have to step up.

“Can you stay with me, tonight?” Lucy asked, voice barely a whisper.

“Absolutely,” Matt answered.

He snuggled in next to Lucy, giving her space but still being next to her. He noticed the corners of her mouth turn into a small smile. She leaned her head against him gently and exhaled, long and slow.

—

The trail had gone cold.

Xyxxor was becoming almost impatient as Cedric. Never had he seen his instruments fail in this way. He stared at the spinning spheres with his ever present scowl. Whoever had become the object of the spell was not galavanting around the world the way Cedric had planned to and the trail lasted only hours at a time.

Xyxxor grabbed the list he had made of Cedric’s demands for the spell. Most of it was almost impossible track. How can a magic erection be found? The amount of magic in that moment is minuscule. That was true for most of the list, in fact. No wonder the trail had been lost. It would most likely happen again. There was a few items, however, that would eventually provide the answer. Cedric wanted anyone who knew about his new magic tool to be attracted to him. He meant it to be subtle so that he would not be swarmed with women too quickly. The reality was that ever so slowly the footprint would grow as word of the spell traveled as gossip, tall tales, or backroom rumors.

Eventually, the spell would be a shining beacon and Xyxxor would be finished.

Every day that passed made this eventuality more certain. It would just take patience.

—

Lucy was asleep minutes after Matt slipped into bed beside her. He had her medicine schedule written down she they wouldn’t miss a dose but was, for all practical purpose, alone.

He scrolled mindlessly on his phone, the screen hidden from Lucy because Matt wanted to face her in the bed.

{if In love with Abigail=true}

Abigail sent him a message and Matt cautiously opened it.

Abigail: “Hey boo.”

Matt considered ignoring it, but laying here wasn't super exciting. It wouldn’t hurt anything, right?

Matt: “Hey!”

Abigail: “What are you up to?”

Matt: “Do you really want to know?”

Abigail: “Are you at Lucy’s?”

Matt: “Yeah.”

Abigail: “I see.”

Matt: “Sorry...”

Abigail: “It’s fine. I was just hoping you could come over.”

Matt: “You know I’d love to.”

Abigail: “I’m sure a sick girl is more fun than I am.”

Matt: “You know it isn’t like that.”

Abigail: “I won’t be able to share you forever, Matthew.”

Matt: “I know.”

Abigail: “Did you mean it? Or was it just a sex thing?”

Matt: “I meant it.”

Abigail: “I hope so. I don’t want to give you up.”

Matt: “You don’t have to.”

Abigail: “I took this for you”

A picture appeared next. It was a selfie. Abigail was smiling with almost no makeup on, her eyes blue and full of life. He knew the look, he had seen it when they were fu— making love. She just had on a red bra.

It was really hot. He wished he could see her.

Matt: “Oh my god, Abigail!”

Abigail: “I hoped you’d see it and want to come love me. All these bedrooms I want to share with you...”

Matt: “I do want to come love you.”

Abigail: “I bet you’ll have sex with Lucy in like an hour so it doesn’t mean much”

Matt: “It would be hard to have sex with her after you sent that.”

Abigail: “Would you be thinking of me?”

Matt stopped, fingers poised above the screen. Honestly, he probably wouldn’t. Although, he had some mental slips before... so it wasn’t out of the question. He glanced above his phone to Lucy’s peaceful face. It felt even worse having this conversation in bed with her. But nothing had stopped him so far.

Matt: “What if I did?”

Abigail: “Then you should just dump her and come fuck me instead.”

She double texted. “But this would be a bad day to get dumped. Being sick and all.”

Matt: “I’m not that heartless.”

Abigail: “Just heartless enough to creampie me three times and tell me you love me behind her back?”

She had him there. Fuck, it sounded really horrible when she put it that way.

Abigail: “I’m sorry. That wasn’t fair. I came onto you and knew you two were together.”

Matt: “Yeah it’s true but kinda harsh.”

Abigail: “I said I was sorry. Can I be honest?”

Matt: “Well yeah.”

Abigail: “I’m way too horny for this right now. I need you. Promise me you won’t fuck her tonight?”

Matt: “Well she’s sick so that wasn’t going to happen anyway.”

Abigail: “True. I’ll leave you two alone. I love you, Matthew.”

Matt: “I love you, Abigail.”

{endif}

{If In love with Emily=true}

Emily messaged him. Matt cautiously looked at Lucy and confirmed she was sleeping before opening it.

Emily: “Hey love”

Matt: “Hey!”

Emily: “I lied earlier. I wanna see you.”

Matt’s eyes shifted to the sleeping girl next to him before replying.

Matt: “But you said you’d be busy!”

Emily: “I know but now I wanna see you”

Matt: “I’m busy tonight :(“

Emily: “What if I got all made up for you?”

Matt: “Did you?”

Emily: “I got made up for something but then I decided I’d rather see you so I actually got made up for you.”

Matt: “That makes sense lol”

Emily: “So come over!”

Matt: “I would if I could”

Emily: “What about now?”

A picture followed.

Emily was certainly made up. Matt’s jaw dropped. Her hair was colored a sandy blonde and though her makeup was subtle it was stunning. She was looking at the camera with a sultry look on her face and Matt’s cock throbbed just looking at it. Her breasts poured from a tight green dress. Matt almost jumped out of Lucy’s bed.

Matt: “Emily oh my god.”

Emily: “See? Come over.”

Matt: “I can’t :(“

Emily: “Okay... but now you owe me double.”

Matt: “I owe you more than that. I want to see you so bad.”

Matt was trying not to think about the fact that he was actively flirting with another woman while in Lucy’s bed. It felt more wrong than usual but he had already committed to dating both these women. He shrugged off the pit in his stomach.

Emily: “What would you do if you came?”

Matt: “Show you how beautiful you look”

Emily: “Come over and show me”

Matt: “Emily I can't”

Emily: “I’ll accept that if you send me a dick pic”

Matt: “Really?”

Emily: “You owe me a whole lot so...”

Matt: “Okay, hold on.”

Matt sat up slowly and started to climb out of the bed. Lucy stirred and he felt her hand grab for his.

“Where you going?” she said softly, barely awake.

“Just the bathroom,” Matt said, kissing her hand.

He dashed into the bathroom and locked the door. He dropped his pants and got to work. He pulled up the photo Emily had just sent him and began to touch his cock to encourage it. Fuck, she was so sexy. He couldn’t help but stare at her eyes, framed by extra long lashes, that begged him for his love. He wanted to give it to her. He missed her. Once it was good and hard and extending over a foot from his hips he stood in front of the mirror to snap a picture. He sent it off, barely looking at it so he didn’t get self-conscious.

He sat on the toilet to wait for his dick to return to normal.

Emily: “I forget how fucking hung you are”

Matt: “All for you”

Emily: “You’re so sexy. You better give me the fucking of my life pretty soon”

Matt: “Count on it”

Emily: “Okay, if you’re busy I’ll leave you be lol. I just miss you.”

Matt: “I miss you, too.”

Emily: “Well, if you aren’t coming over I’ll go out still. Expect some drunk Emily later”

Matt: “Can’t wait! Have fun. I love you”

Emily: “I love you!”

He slipped back into bed next to Lucy.

“I missed you,” she said softly.

{endif}

—

After an hour of napping on and off Lucy sat up.

“You all right?” Matt asked.

“Yeah,” she answered, “I can’t sleep anymore.”

She nestled against Matt with sleepy eyes.

“Let’s watch a movie,” she said after a moment.

Matt grabbed her laptop and they booted up a movie, the screen brightness all the way down. It was a silly film but they cuddled tight in her bed and forgot the world for a while.

“Sorry we can’t fool around,” she blurted.

“I still love you if we can’t fool around,” he said, kissing her hair.

She turned around fast, looking up at him with wet eyes.

“You still what?”

Matt hadn’t intended to say that. It slipped, and he didn’t know if it was because he meant it or because he was already saying it to someone else. But now it was out and there was no going back.

“I still love you.”

Lucy fought back tears. “Do you mean that?”

“I meant to save it for a cuter moment but... yeah,” he said.

She kissed him. It was sweet and tender and slow and he felt Lucy squirming closer against him.

“If you love me just sitting quietly in my room while I’m sick as hell then I know you’ll love me anywhere.”

She kissed his jaw and then wiped her eye.

“I love you too, Matt.”

It was Matt’s turn to kiss his girlfriend. It was a sweet moment even if it was preceded by being unfaithful literally one day before and only minutes after flirting with another woman in Lucy’s bed. The weight of committing to two women weighed on Matt as he kissed her. The passion was evident on her lips and he knew she would give him more if she wasn’t feeling sick. For a moment he thought she might do it anyway.

She might have until she coughed in Matt’s face. He laughed it off and kissed her cheek while she blushed. She settled against him once more and they spent their night in bed together, just enjoying each other’s company.