Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 42

Emma's POV

"W...what?" I stutter dumbly.

"I'm bisexual, you know, I like girls and I also like boys," he explained nervously.

"I know what bisexual means. I thought about it when I saw you just now. But why didn't you tell me?" I mutter curiously.

"I was nervous. I didn't know what you might think. If you didn't catch me in the act, I don't think I would have found the courage to tell you," he replies.

"But why? We are supposed to share everything together. I'm your best friend aren't I?" I inquired.

"Precisely why I was scared. I thought you will dislike me like the other kids," he answers, not looking at me.

"Other kids?" I mutter confused.

"People think I'm a freak because of my sexuality. That's why I don't open up to anyone or display in public what I really am," he explained.

"But this is the 21st century. Who still has such archaic thoughts?" I asked surprised.

"We are in high school Emma, kids will refer to me as weird, trust me. I can't wait to leave high school, so I don't have to hide anymore," he mutters. I feel so sad, I never knew he felt this way. All this while I cried and complained to him, he tried to cheer me up, and I never noticed.

"I can see the wheels turning in your head," he chuckles, referring to my spacing out again. I sigh.

"I'm sorry, I never knew how you were feeling all this while, but I want you to know that I don't care about your sexuality. You have a very good heart and are a very nice person. I feel blessed to have you as a friend, and I really hope you stop feeling that way about me. Promise me you won't hesitate to tell me about anything from now on," I said. I could not tell him to not care about what others think when I can't do that myself.

"You really don't care?" he asks curiously.

"I don't, but please try to lock the door next time. I think I will have to wash my eyes with bleach to unsee what I just saw," I said, and he bursts into laughter. I'm glad to see he has returned to his old self.

"You should have seen your face. It was epic," he said in between laughter. I chuckle dryly.

"So, who was that guy?" I ask curiously.

"I don't know. Ria and I met him at a club downtown. This trip is officially the best trip I've ever had," he mutters happily.

"You brought over a stranger you met at a club? And you went to a club?" I ask in disbelief.

"Firstly, I didn't bring him. Ria did, and she was right. I ended up loving it and secondly, of course, I went to a club, we came here to unwind and have fun. I'm doing just that. You should come with us next time," he replies.

"What if he's a psychopath or worse, a serial killer," I mutter, still shocked by the thought that they invited a stranger to their hotel room.

"You read too many books, Emma. Serial killer, really? I definitely need to drag you to a club, so you can loosen up a bit," he answers. I shake my head vehemently, those are really not my scenes. I will rather stay curled up in my room. He sighs. "So, you and the triplets, huh," he smirks.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask defensively.

"I saw you for entering your hotel room yesterday," he deadpans.

"Nothing happened," I quickly reply.

"I never said anything happened. You're getting all defensive means something really happened," he said, and I stared at him, tongue-tied. He sighs.

"Are you sure about what you are doing?" he asks worriedly.

"I don't know, but I'm starting to feel something for them, John. I can't control it anymore," I muttered.

"Do what makes you happy, but be careful. I don't want to see you hurt anymore," he said.

"I know. Thank you for always being there for me," I said gratefully.

"Don't thank me. That's what friends are for," he muttered with a smile.

We sit for a while, chattering and laughing non-stop.

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Hailey's POV

I glare at that slave b***h. While I'm here living in misery. She's chatting and laughing happily after taking absolutely everything from me. Anytime the triplets and I travel, they are usually assigned the best rooms and I would always stay with them together in their room. They usually referred to me as their queen and spoil me rotten. They used to listen to everything I said to them, and we used to have mind-blowing s*x.

But after this slave entered our lives, everything changed. They paired with her in the same room and left me behind. I had even asked them to allow me to stay with them, but they blatantly refused me. They've never refused me before and this is happening all because of that slave girl. I had even made her fall into a ditch. I've been to that part of the woods several times and I already know exactly where the ditch is. I made her fall deliberately thinking she would get killed by one of the rogues, but the triplets saved her. She doesn't have any right to smile after what she did to me. I will make sure of that.

I walked up to them angrily.

"If it isn't the two weird friends," I sneered and they both looked towards me shocked.

"H... Hailey," she stutters.

"Oh, so you can now sit and call me by my name because you stay in the same room as the triplets, right?" I growled angrily. How dare she take my name with that filthy mouth of hers. She quickly stands.

"No, I was just surprised to see you," she replies with her head bowed. Good to know she still feels scared of me. I'm sure she knows I made her fall into the ditch on purpose, and I will only do worse if she doesn't stay away from what's mine.

"You seem to have forgotten that you are still a slave, the fat pig. Did some few seconds in Wonderland make you forget that?" I screech. She keeps quiet, and I grab her by the hair.

"Answer me!" I yell. People are beginning to stare, but I could not care less. I'm dealing with my maid, and I have the right to. It's nobody's business.

"No, please stop," she cried out in pain. Her friend sits, not knowing what to do. But I don't care about him. I didn't come here for him.

"Have you forgotten what pain feels like? Do you think because you managed to seduce the triplets with your filthy body, everyone else will treat you like a queen? You w***e. You are a slave and always will be and when the boys finally come back to their senses, you will be sorry you ever crossed paths with a girl named Hailey," I said angrily, pushing her towards the chair with her hair.

I started to walk back towards the pool.

"What are you doing? You are going to fall," she said, shocked. I almost slipped, and she quickly got up and held my arm.

"Emma, what are you doing? I was just trying to speak to you. Don't let go of my hand, you know I can't swim. I'm going to drown and die," I plead. She looks confused. I let go of her hand and fell back into the pool with a splash. Bingo. She fell right into my well-thought-out plan. I can't swim. That is probably the only thing I can't do, and everybody knows. I knew she was going to try to stop me. Foolish girl. Me falling into the pool won't be questioned by anyone because they won't think I would endanger my life. Little do they know, I can do anything to get what I want. Every single person present is going to think Emma did it. I had sent for the boys before now to spice up my plan, and when I noticed that they had arrived, I fell into the pool. I've been together with the boys since we learned how to talk, and I'm sure they will believe me after seeing things for themselves. There's really no way out for that foolish Emma now.

"Help!" I screamed, choking on water and flailing my arms around widely. I try to hold my breath, but I'm beginning to lose consciousness. Julian suddenly jumps into the pool and pulls me out. I acted like I was unconscious, and he breathed into my mouth and pressed my chest repeatedly. I coughed and spit out the water I had stored in my mouth to make my story more believable. They all sigh in relief. People had already gathered around.

"Are you okay? You had us all scared for a second," Philip asked worriedly. I started to cry, seriously.

"What's wrong?" Julian inquires.

"Emma pushed me," I mutter in between sobs