Making friends had never been easy for Jerry. Having three parents, made her the butt of many jokes throughout her life. She loved her unusual family, and they were unbreakable. Or so she thought. As her parent's relationship starts to crumble, Jerry finds herself fascinated with the mysterious man with secrets for days who have just moved into the street. When curiosity turns to attraction and then obsession, what started as a lesson in passion quickly turns into a dangerous game that is bound to leave their hearts in tatters and destruction in their wake.
JERICHO
"Mum, sit down." I grumbled, throwing my hands up in the universal symbol of hopelessness.
She giggled. It sounded so much like my giggle. She rested back on the settee and crossed her legs.
"You look gorgeous mum." I smiled at her.
She smiled back, "I know. Now get on with it" she waved her hand at me.
I rolled my eyes. Mum was a busy bee, her body always pulsing with energy. I was so much like her; active and vibrant. And that was what I was hoping I'd be able to capture in my painting. Her essence. Much more than her beauty. And she was a beauty. She always said she was too beautiful to settle for one man. I knew it was all a hoax. She loved my father dearly. When I was younger, I had never understood it, though I had never questioned it.
Why didn't I have one dad like all my friends? But I loved having two dads. It was twice the love. And twice the birthday gifts, I thought with a grin. As I picked up my brush, I heard the front door open. I groaned loud because I knew that there was no chance in hell of mum sitting still for this picture anymore. I could as well just trash the whole thing.
Mum shot me an apologetic grin even as she jumped out of her seat and dashed across the house. I followed at a more sedate pace, grumbling the entire way.
I rolled my eyes as mum jumped into dad's arm, kissing him full on the mouth, turned to my other dad and whispered something to him, causing both of them to laugh conspiratorially. I cleared my throat loudly.
"Lonely daughter here" I pouted.
"Hey there" Dad smiled at me. This one was Ethan III. I'd never met Ethan I or II.
"You ruined my painting" I accused.
"Which of us?" my father asked. This one was Grayson.
"Both of you."
"Maybe you should try finding a more motionless model. You know your mum can't stay at a place to save her life" Ethan kissed my forehead as he walked past me. I turned in time to see mum eye him appreciatively. Gross. I made a face, narrowing my eyes at her.
She laughed breezily as she walked past me. Grayson's eyes went dark as he watched her. God help us all. It was one of those days! I needed to be anywhere but this house. After so many years of being married, my parents still couldn't keep their hands off each other. It was weird as hell.
"Mum, dads! I will be far, far away from you guys' sight. Will be back in an hour." I said as I kicked my feet into my sneakers. Or never.
"Two hours." Mum retorted.
"Three." Ethan argued. With that, they all joined into a chorus of chuckling. I growled, rolling my eyes. It wasn't even that funny. Where had I been, when normal parents were being distributed? Weren't they too old to be jumping each other's bones and ripping each other's clothes? I sped past Mrs. Darren, the housekeeper as I dashed out. I heard her chuckling behind me. I was so glad it was funny for one of us.
My parents were adorably in love, but they needed to tone that shit down. My poor eyes had seen more things than I ever should have, and my poor ears, well, It was too horrifying to even talk about.
I cycled down the street, feeling the evening breeze whip my ponytail around. None of the neighbors were friends of my family. We were kind of isolated around here. It wasn't surprising, either. I loved my parents, but almost nobody else did.
They were well, in lieu of a better word, eccentric. They made inappropriate jokes. They were very handy with each other. They spoke in half sentences, and only them could ever understand. And most horrifying of all, they were a three-way couple; a throuple. They were my parents, so of course I didn't raise a brow at them. They were who they were, and I loved them for it. Unfortunately, it also meant I had to hide it, so I could have friends in school.
My parents just wanted me to be happy, and they had all been willing to hide their relationship. But then, I had realized it hadn't been fair to them. They weren't lesser people for loving each other. They had big enough hearts to love each other. They were, in fact, superior people.
I unfortunately lost all my friends. To my relief, though. Who wanted to be friends with close minded, judgmental fools? Not me.
One moment I had been riding easily through the street, next thing I was flying in the air and crashing onto the sidewalk. I shrieked in horror. It had all happened so fast. My body curled with pain. I looked up to see the small rock my bicycle had run into. Goddamn. I had been so distracted that I hadn't noticed it on time. My bicycle lay some ways away from me, and I hoped it hadn't been wrecked beyond reason.
My head felt super heavy and my vision had gone blurry. I touched the back of my head with a groan, and my hand came away sticky and red with blood. Fuck. Tears sprung to my eyes. I tried to sit up, but the effort made my head spin like a merry-go-round.
"Hey, don't move." A deep voice suddenly said. I blinked and turned my head to see who it was. "I said not to move." He bit out.
I looked up and up and up. He was tall, with dark hair, silver eyes. That was all I could see through the haze of my vision. Before blessed darkness shrouded me. All I could think was that he was beautiful. Was he an angel, or was he dead?
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