Chapter 56: Stuffed.
Bethany lay still, taking slow breaths as she processed everything Tristan said. It made sense, so much sense, but they had to do something about it. She wasn’t sure how, but something had to be done.
"Princess. What are you thinking about?" Theo asked, his mind and mood still abit sour, but very close to normal.
"It’s just..we are not going to let these things continue are we? We are going to do something about it right?" She asked, looking at Tristan, hope glistening in her eyes.
"Princess, I do understand where you’re coming from, but I believe that if it was something that could be fixed, we would have done that already, as we have every other one that could be fixed." He explained.
"So we are just going to let it linger?" She sat up on the bed, her back to the head board while she held the duvet over her chest, covering her tits. "Does that mean y’all have places on your bodies that I’m forbidden to touch?" She asked but didn’t get a single reply from them, just Tristan’s solemn expression.
Her shoulders slouched as she let her head fall back on the the head board in exhaustion.
"It’s okay." She said after a while. Whatever it was, they could walk through it. She wasn’t about to change them or force them to give up those parts. She had to wait for them to come around, besides they had forever. "I understand." She muttered.
"Thank you, Bethany." Tristan said. "That means a lot to us."
She shrugged her shoulders in response, letting out a small smile. "He will be fine though, right?" She asked, letting her head lean on Theo’s shoulder, the tension in his body dissipating slowly as he took a lung full of her scent.
"Oh, of course. He should come around by tomorrow." Tristan said, getting up from the bed, Theo had told him twice now that it was time to leave. He didn’t want to, not at all.
"Okay. That’s better." She said, releasing a small sigh of relief.