/Guilty Conscience/

/Chapter 8/

Matt and Marshall took seats where Denise and Jay had been, Marshall next to Kim, his arm around her as she bent forward. Murry leaned away and moved down a step, and Marshall smiled. Kim sat back up a second later and made a funny face, and Marshall grinned at her. He loved her, she was so funny sometimes.

"You okay baby?" He asked, watching her lick her lips in thought before she answered.

"Yeah, I think so..." She nodded slowly.

"Guys," Murry said, reaching into her pocket and pulling out the pill box. "Look what I found!"

Marshalls eyes widened. "YOU STOLE VICADIN FROM MY MOM? SHE NEEDS THAT FOR HER DRUG OBSESSION!" He said sarcasitcally.

"No, dipshit, I stole it from my mom," She said proudly. "Ima sell it. Make a shitload of money. You guys know anyone that wants to buy some?

"Nah..." Marshall shook his head.

"Maybe?" Matt shrugged. "Ill ask around."

"Well listen, dont ask Joey or tell him Im selling them. We talked today and I dont want him getting all pissed at me again." Murry said, pocketing the pills.

"Aight," Matt agreed as the backdoor opened and Denaun stepped out.

"Matt? Get in here, Me and Joey been looking for you for like 10 minutes." Denaun said, as Matt got up and laughed.

"Ive only been out here for like 2, man, you straight?" Matt grinned as Denaun almost walked into the door.

"Their piss drunk..." Marshall whispered. Murry grinned and Kim sighed, leaning back against Marshalls arm and putting her hand on his thigh, slowly sliding it upwards. Marshall jumped a little bit at the touch, and Murry looked around, saw where Kims hand was, blushed and turned back around to look down at the steps. "Shit, Kim, stop," He said softly, taking a deep breath.

"Marshall..." Kim said, leaning close to him.

"Kim..." He mimcked her.

"No, its okay, Im not really having much fun here, so Ima get going I think... Ill see you guys tomrow..." Murry moved to stand up, but Marshall grabbed the back of her teeshirt with his free hand.

"No, dont..." He said, pulling her backwards.

"Marshall," She laughed and tried to get her shirt out of his grip.

"That will just leave us and the guys inside, and who knows how long the other guys are gonna be gone for?" Marshall whined.

"Yeah Murry," Kim said, looking up. "I want you!"

"What?" Murry laughed. "Kim, that sounded-"

"I know how it sounded. Its how I meant it." Kim stuttered.

"Whoa...." Marshall and Murry both said at the same time. Marshall let go of Murrys shirt and she moved her shoulders, straightening it out a little bit, and looked at Marshall.

"Shes really drunk..." Murry said, as they both turned their heads towards Kim.

"She wants you though," Marshall laughed. "Kim you want Murry?"

"Yeah! Murry I want you! We should kiss and stuff." Kim winked at Murry, except her wink was blinking both eyes. She was to drunk to close one eye!

"Dude," Marshall grinned and looked at Kim, then at Murry. "Thats really hot..."

"Yeah, well dont get to hot to the idea," Murry said, stepping down the steps, "Im going home. Night Marsh, Night Kim.

"No!" Kim yelled, and Murry turned around, and thought she saw tears in Kims eyes. Kim wiped her eyes with her hand. "I really want you, Murry."

"Hey,what about me?" Marshall was starting to feel, left out. His girlfriend was telling another girl that she wanted her, and didnt want her to leave and almost cried.

"I want you too baby," Kim said, leaning over and licking Marshalls ear slowly.

"Umm...." Murry wrinkled her nose. "Bye guys," She turned around, and no sooner than she took one step, she heard Kim sobbing from behind her.

"I WANT YOU! AND YOU! I DONT WANT ANYONE TO LEAVE ME!" She yelled, and leaned into Marshall. "Im really horny right now guys."

"No shit," Marshall smirked and looked at Murry. "Sounds like she wants a threesome." He said, jokingly, not expecting Kim to say-

"YES!" Excitedly, Kim tried to stand, but quickly sat back down for a second, and then slowly stood up again. "We should! Do you want to Murry?! Can we?!"

"No," Murry shook her head, and laughed, looking at Marshall, who seemed to look thoughtful, perhaps not so against the idea. "Guys, thats to weird, and Kim, your drunk, as hot as you are, Ima have to say no, you dont even like girls."

"I like you though." Kim said slowly, "Please?"

"Please?" Marshall grinned at Murry.

"Guys, NO. No." Murry shook her head. Theres no way that Im getting in bed with both of you! Or either one of you, EVER!"

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DeShaun opened the screen door and stepped into Denauns kitchen. Denaun Joey and Matt were sitting at the kitchen table playing drunk driver with a deck of cards, and DeShaun sat down next to Joey and watched intently.

"Wheres Marshall?" He asked Joey, and Matt flipped cards around for Denaun.

"He left with Kim and Murry, bout a half hour ago, why?" Joey said, his attention not leaving the card game.

"Oh," DeShaun said. "Denise left, with that Jay kid... did you meet him?" Joey nodded and DeShaun watched Matt slam a card onto the table. "What are we playing?"

"WE ARE SUPPOSED TO BE PLAYING DRUNK DRIVER!" Matt yelled, glaring at Denaun, who grinned innocently, and shrugged. "BUT SOMEONE IS TO DRUNK TO REMEMBER THE RULES OF THE MOTHERFUCKING GAME!"

"Sorry man..." Denaun gulped, and cleared his throat, laughing and then quieted himself.

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"I dont think this is a good idea..." Murry said slowly as they walked up the stairs at Marshalls house. Marshalls mothers door was closed, and all three of them looked away as they passed it. "Someones getting some," Murry whispered, laughing.

"Thats my fucking mom your talking about," Marshall turned around and stopped. "Shut UP. If she knows that theres three of us..."

"Shes going to think we are having a threesome." Kim whispered, urgently. "shhhhhh!"

"Kim, we are having a threesome!" Murry laughed as they entered Marshalls room. Kim jumped onto his bed and sighed.

"Okay..." Marshall looked around. "I um, have to go find a condom or something. Stay here, Ill be right BACK." He left the room, closing the door behind him and Murry looked around and sat on the bed.

"Murry, your so hot..." Kim said, slurring her words together.

"I cant fuckin believe Im doing this." Murry sighed and shook her head as Marshall opened the door, and entered, his hand clutching what was probably a condom, in his fist.

"Marshall, shh!" Kim giggled as he shut the door.

"Shut up Kim..." He said absentmindedly, as he locked it behind him and walked over to the two girls on the bed. "Wait til DeShaun hears about..."

"No. No telling anyone, got it?" Murry gritted her teeth. "Im not fucking around Marsh, one person finds out and Ill rip your dick off and shove it down your throat."

Marshall cringed. "Fine fine, Whatever."

"Murry rolled her eyes. "You know what, this is stupid, you guys, just, yeah. Im leaving." She stood up.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Kim wailed, sitting up and staring at Murry.

"Shh, Kim shut up," Marshall said quickly. "My moms awake I think."

"Kim, what is wrong with you?" Murry sighed and sat back down. How the fuck did she get herself into these things?

"How do we start?" Marshall asked, clueless as to what to do with both of them. He only had one dick... His eyes widened as Kim sat up and grabbed Murrys face, pulling it to her own for a deep kiss. "Well, that answers my question." He said, grinning and watching them. After a minute Murry seemed really to be getting into it, and he cleared his throat, as if letting them know he was still here.

"Uh," Murry stuttered as Kim pulled away. Kim was a good kisser... It was weird kissing her at first, but she was good at it, so whatever. She looked at Marshall.

He was rubbing himself through his jeans and Kim reached over and grabbed him through his pants. "Let me help you with that baby." She said softly, unzippering his pants and pulling him by his waist onto the bed. He knelt on the bed next to them and she pulled his pants down. Murry raised an eyebrow and looked away as Kim started to touch him. How fucking, weird was this? She almost turned away as Kim pushed Marshall towards Murry.

Marshall stared at Murry for a second, and slowly moved his lips towards hers. She moved her head a little, as if thinking about turning away, but at the last minute she let him kiss her, opening her mouth slowly as he slipped his tongue along her top lip, looking for her open mouth. She pulled away a second later, and took a deep breath.

"Guys, I cant do this," Murry said, looking at Marshall, who nodded. She stood up and quickly made for the door, before Kim could protest. By the time Kim realized what was happening Murry already had the door opened and she was half in the hallway.

"No-" Kim made to object and Marshall waved Murry away with his hand and moved forward, laying on top of Kim and silencing her with his mouth.

The door closed and Marshall lifted his head up, and looked down at Kim, who looked dissapointed.

"Its okay baby, Im here. What was she gonna do that I cant?" He asked gently, pushing some of her hair back and closing his eyes as she moved her hands along his dick.

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"Shit," Murry jumped down Marshalls front steps and took off at a run towards her house. What did she think she was doing? Having a threesome with Marshall, and Kim? Her two best friends? Kim was to drunk to know what was she was doing anyways, it was better off this way, and what the fuck was that kiss with Marshall?

It was weird, like she had flashbacks to when they had first started going out, a few years back. She ran a little faster, and turned the corner, through an alley. It was like, she enjoyed it. With Kim she liked it, Kim was a good kisser, but it didnt bring back memories. Memories of Marshall like that just scared her. Was it because she liked him still? Or maybe she didnt at all... It was confusing.

She turned onto her street and kept running until she got to her driveway. She ran around the side of the house and to the back door. Opening the door quietly with her key, she let herself inside and closed it behind her as quiet as she could. She took the stairs two at a time, careful not to stomp, went to the bathroom to piss, and then right into her room, shutting the door behind her and throwing herself down on her bed, face down in the pillows.

She couldnt like Marshall, Marshall was Kims boyfriend, Right? So... Murry sighed and rolled over onto her back, looking at the ceiling. She was to drunk to think right now, she thought to herself as she closed her eyes and tried to sleep.

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Sleep didnt come easily, as Murrys thoughts were on Marshall. She couldnt even bear to think about what they were doing right now, and she stared at the dark ceiling, biting her lip, hard. She almost wished she had stayed. She shook the thought.

She wouldnt have been able to stay, she wouldnt be able to do it. His mouth was so warm, so inviting, so soft. A wave of jealousy for Kim washed over her and she gritted her teeth. She didnt want to think about what they would have done if she had stayed. It would have bothered her seeing them do anything... If she had it like she wanted it, it would be her and Marshall, of course that was never going to get back to either of them. Not anytime soon anyway.

"Why?!" She moaned outloud, turning onto her stomach and burying her face in the pillows. This was all KIms fault, she thought, trying to hold her breath. Kim had to want a threesome... This never would have happened. She would be throwing up in Denauns livingroom right now if it wasnt for Kim... Or in Marshalls bed.

Sometimes she wondered how things would have gone if they had worked out between her and Marshall, if Kim hadnt come into the picture. If maybe they would have been different, or if they would have had a bad relationship and broken up, and hardly ever spoke. Would things be better, or worse? Or was she better off not knowing?