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“Today’s been a shit show,” I sigh, opening the door slowly.

“Don’t let too much light in,” says a female voice that isn’t Silla, and my eyes widen.

Squeezing inside, I notice there are three people in the bed. Quickly moving to them, I see Silla relaxed and sleeping. Occasionally a faint wrinkle appears between her eyes, and I want to soothe it away.

“Finally coming to see her, huh?” Sidney asks, his arm is around her stomach. And he’s… rubbing it in circles.

I’ve entered theTwilight Zone.

“Give him a break,” Grayson says in a hushed voice. “Isaac was blown up on the phone today, and I swear he almost ate a recruit who asked him a question earlier.”

“I’ve been tracking her on the cameras all Godsdamn day,” I growl. “She hasn’t left her room, and I was worried about her. The Queen’s staff has really been up our asses.”

“They have been. I missed my gardening time earlier with Silla, and it threw her day off even more.” Sidney sighs.

“If you’re going to insert yourselves into her life, you have to show up,” Andrya complains. “Silla was a mess when I came by. Grayson looked like a kicked puppy, so I had a feeling something happened.”

“Everything got twisted and fucked after the Queen’s Mission descended yesterday,” Grayson says. “Now, how is Silla doing? Did she start her period yet?”

“I don’t think so,” Sidney says with a frown. “She hasn’t really been awake much, either. The herbal medication I gave her knocked her out. I’m hoping that her headache is gone so the light in the hallway doesn’t bother her as much.”

“I’m wishing she stayed the night with me now,” I lament. “I didn’t realize the recruits decided to stay up and clean. I was waiting for her to come see me, and passed out instead.”

“We can’t assume things with Silla,” Andrya scoffs. “I don’t really think she knows how to lean on people, and then she started to with you and the Warden, but you both fucked it up.”

“I fuck up a lot,” Gray agrees. “I’m still working on things with Silla.”

He hasn’t had sex with her yet, because he doesn’t believe he deserves Silla. It looks like we all need to have conversations with her.

“At least you can own it,” Andrya says, mollified for now. “I don’t know whether or not we should wake her up to have dinner. She hasn’t eaten at all.”

“I’ll go get her a few things,” Sidney murmurs, gently kissing Silla’s neck. He’s so gentle with her, I wouldn’t believe it if I wasn’t watching it with my own eyes. “When she’s awake, we all need to talk. There’s things that need to change if we’re all interested. And gentlemen, we are.”

“Fuck, that worked way better than I thought it would,” I say under my breath, but Sidney smirks.

“The twins and I are interested, if that’s what you mean. You’ll have to share time with her, no more spending every night with her in your bed, unless that’s what she wants. Poor girl’s head is going to spin with how much attention is going to come her way,” Sidney chuckles, squeezing Silla gently.

Getting up, he shoves his feet into his shoes.

“All of the inmates get birth control, correct? Silla said her cramps aren’t usually this bad, have you asked Patricia about doing a blood test?” he asks as he gets his things.

“Yes,” Grayson says with a nod. “It’s possible her body isn’t agreeing with it, which makes things a bit more difficult since the Queen doesn’t condone pregnancy among her prison system.”

Sidney is very good at reading between the lines and stills. “There’s only one other time this has happened, and the girl was sterilized. I’m going to go see what I can find for an herbal option. No one is coming near this girl with that kind of talk,” he growls.

Gray and I hide our smiles as he leaves, because that’s exactly the response we were hoping for.

“You knew Sidney would react like that didn’t you?” Andrya asks, scooting in to fill the Sidney-sized hole he left behind.

“I hoped he would,” I tell her honestly. “FRC has very strict policies in place. I don’t know how you’re going to get around Silla having sex with other people in class if you’re with her.”

“Only Sidney, Ayden, and I will have sexual relations with her in class,” Andrya growls. Poor Silla, she thinks I’m ridiculous and possessive. The Fucked Up Trio are next level. “It’s yet another thing we need to talk about.”

Silla sighs in her sleep, shifting a bit.

“Go,” Andrya hisses. “I’ll tell her you came by, but it’s up to you to make her feel better. I’m two seconds away from moving her in with Ayden and I, so she doesn’t have to walk through the harsh lights of the hallway if her head doesn’t feel better.”

Fuck. “Gods, we’ll never see her then,” I whine. Gray snorts at my antics, but he looks worried too.