My Possessive Best Friends

THREE

Avery's POV:

I stood there shocked at what I saw before me and I knew there were only moments before my husband had his hands around one of their necks. Knowing I had to diffuse this situation as soon as possible was one thing but, actually navigating this situation is unchartered territory for me. Declan is going to murder them for sure. I have to get them out of here! I can't believe this is my life right now!

"Get dressed boys! You need to go home. Now! We will discuss this tomorrow. Ash meet us upstairs." I demanded with my best authoritative voice. I had to drag my husband away hesitantly and it wasn't easy. He was fuming as he cracked his knuckles threateningly towards Lincoln and Von. They began rushing around to get dressed. We heard the three of them whispering with panic as we walked up the stairs in bewilderment from what our eyes just saw.

"This is a fathers worst nightmare!" Declan proclaimed as he ran his fingers through his hair. He began pacing around frantically. I kept thinking he was going to say something but, every time he would just huff or throw his hands up in the air. I had to put a stop to it when he began doing both at the same time.

"Oh, come on now. We've been through things that are way worse than this!" I reminded him, knowing that would help to put what happened in perspective for him. Sometimes you just know what your person needs to hear. We watched as the boys scrambled up the steps towards the door. They looked back quickly, receiving a death glare from Declan that could probably kill Medusa.

"Sorry!" They nervously stammered out almost at the same time as they dashed out of the door like their lives depended on it. Which was probably smart because, it might have. Ashiah slowly crept up the stairs moments later with her head down. She made her way over until she was standing in front of us.

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?" I asked her sternly almost shocking myself with how parental I sounded. I'm not exactly sure what I even expected her to tell us. The explanation to what was happening wasn't necessary. We were very aware of what we saw.

"I-I-I don't know what to say. I love them and we just missed each other so much and, and they are my b-boyfriends." Ashiah whispered coyly staring at the ground out of fear of what was to going to happen to her and her friends. Her Boyfriends? Boyfriends? She has two of them. Oh, God this is unreal.

"Your boyfriends? Your boyfriends? Am I hearing this correctly?" Declan inquired about the questions I was just thinking about frantically. I've never seen him get upset with our daughter. She is a good kid and doesn't give us problems, usually.

"Ash, go to your room! We will discuss this further tomorrow." I commanded in a serious tone. I knew Declan and I needed to talk before we discussed anything with her so we could get on the same page. Also, I needed to stall, I didn't know how to respond to that. I knew the boys had feelings for my daughter. It occurred to me several times that she may have kissed one of them. I figured she would eventually date one of them. This was not anything I was prepared for. We've read a lot of parenting books. This wasn't covered in a single one of them.

"They're fifteen years old, Avery! Can she really love them? Both of them! f**k! They were all naked." Declan hissed out followed by a string of curse words. He began pacing again thoughtfully.

"Oh, Declan I don't know what to do or what to think. You know my cousin Mandy was married when she was sixteen. They've been married for ten years and have three beautiful kids. I do think it's possible to find your soulmate early. We were pretty young when we met. I was just a few years older than Ash." I said as I ran a hand over his shoulder to stop his pacing.

"That's different, Avery and you know it! We can't let her date both of them. s**t, I can barely handle her dating one guy." He exclaimed while throwing his hands in the air.

"I know, I know. I just don't see any way around it. I know she loves them both. She always has and now hormones are involved with that love. This is already going to be hard enough on her. Society won't like it or accept it. As hard as it is going to be I think we need to be supportive. I don't want to cause her any more pain." I admitted hopelessly as my heart clenched for our daughter.

"I don't want that either! I know how hard it's been for us. All that sneaking around we had to do. Even now we occasionally have to explain how we were once step siblings. This is going to be so hard for our princess. Ahhhh, I want to kill those boys!" Declan huffed out through gritted teeth.

"They're good boys, Declan. Sure, they're rough around the edges. I know they love our girl. They've always been around to protect her when we couldn't be around. At least she didn't bring back one of her teachers or a gang leader." I said trying to find a silver lining.

"They make her happy and that's all we want for her. I suppose you're right, it could be worse. However, there are going to be some major ground rules. I will have a talk with those boys and no more sleepovers." Declan declared with finality. Not that I would have argued this should have been remedied a while ago.

"Yes! They are old enough to stay home alone now. Let's go to bed now. We are going to need a good night of sleep to handle this tomorrow. I will talk with Ashiah and you can handle the boys." I offered fairly to him to try to alleviate some of the pressure off of us both as we walked up the stairs. We entered our bedrooms and went about our nightly routines. I slipped in bed next to Declan and snuggled under his arm.

"I don't know how I'm going to look those boys in the eye from now on." Declan huffed out as he tried to get comfortable.

"I imagine it will be just as difficult for them. Try not to think about it and focus on the good things they do for our daughter." I told him as I kissed his forehead.

"I will try. Goodnight, baby!" Declan leaned in and kissed me the way he did every night with the first kiss on my forehead then one on my cheek, followed by one on my nose and another on my other cheek. The last kiss was always on my lips and he usually honks my breasts at the same time while, he laughs like the hormonal teenage boy that I fell in love with.

"Goodnight, my love!" I whispered and closed my eyes to drift off to sleep.