I told them about Jenny, about her confession, about our night. I told them that I was sorry, that I didn't mean to hurt them, that I didn't know what to do. I still love them. I told them that I hoped that they would understand, that they would forgive me, that they would stay with me.
They listened, stunned and silent. They couldn't believe what they were hearing, what I was saying, what I had done. They felt a wave of shock and anger, of pain and betrayal, of disbelief and denial. But they also saw it coming.
"I see... so that's what happened," Amy said, processing the situation. She had found out that I had slept with Jenny.
"Souta, please get on your knees," Steff said, with a smirk on her face. I hesitated for a moment, but I did as she said. I sat down on my knees, feeling nervous. Steff smiled, and said, "We already know that this would happen. And we told you, didn't we? That we're okay with it."
"That's right, it's okay. Everything is okay," Amy said, with a gentle voice. She looked at me with love and understanding.
"I'm sorry, but I'm confused. How is it okay?" I asked, still not getting it. Why would they be okay with me having other women? Wasn't that cheating? Wasn't that wrong?
"You see, Souta. When the day that we both became your girlfriends, we both talked about it. That sharing you is kinda okay," Steff explained, with a soft tone. She looked at me with trust and acceptance.
Amy added, "It's kinda weird, we know. But that's true, we also don't know why. I personally want to have you all to myself, but when me and Steff shared you, the situation changed. Our bond deepened, she became my family, more than a sister and more than a friend."
"It feels weird, but sharing you seems okay to us. Though, if you do something stupid like cheating on us, then that's not okay," Steff said, with a serious tone. She looked at me with warning and expectation.
"Then-" before I could say anything, Amy cut me off. "This one is an exception. You see, we woke up a day before you, and that day, Jenny told us what she's feeling about you," Amy said, with a curious tone. She looked at the door, and said, "Isn't that right, Jenny?"
The door opened, revealing Jenny listening to us. She looked shy and nervous, but also hopeful and happy. She walked and stood near them, and said, "Y-yaeh"
I was speechless and confused. I didn't know what to say or do. I liked Jenny, she was a nice and kind girl. But I loved Amy and Steff, they were my girlfriends. How could I have them all?
Amy sighed, and said, "To be more specific, she agreed to become lower than us, as me and Steff are your first wives, while Jenny and the soon to be will become somewhat lower than us. We are your priority more than anything, while they are your second priority. That simple."
I looked at Jenny, and asked her, "Are you okay with this?" I wanted to know her opinion. I didn't want to hurt her or use her.
She nodded, and said, "Y-yeah, as long as I can love you. Then that's all that matters to me."
I looked at the three of them, feeling overwhelmed and grateful. They were all beautiful and amazing women, and they all loved me. They wanted to be with me, and they wanted me to be happy. They were all my responsibilities now, and I had to take care of them.
"I'm still confused, but I didn't have any choice, did I?" They had already made up their minds, and they had already accepted each other. They nodded, confirming their decision.
"Okay then, I will agree to what you just said. You are all my responsibilities now, after all," I said, feeling a mix of emotions. To my surprise, they all blushed, and smiled. They looked at me with affection and desire. They moved closer to me, and hugged me. They kissed me, and whispered in my ear.
They said, "We love you, Souta."
Shana barged in. She looked at us with a smirk and said, "Oh? Am I interrupting something?"
I glared at Shana. "What do you want?" I said as the girls move away.
She shrugged and said, "The leader of the group of survivors in the town nearby wants to meet you. What do we do?"
I recognized the leader as the classroom president who helped us escape from the school. She seemed trustworthy enough, but I was still wary of her motives. "Let them in," I said. "But keep an eye on them."
Shana nodded and said, "Okay. Also, can I have some cigarettes? Rex and Roger also want some."
I reached for the drawer and tossed her three packs. "Here. Don't smoke too much."
"Thanks." She grinned and left.
I turned to them and said, "Sorry about that. We should get ready to meet them."
Amy smiled and said, "It's okay. I understand. You're the leader here. You have to deal with these things."
We got up and fixed ourselves. Then we headed downstairs to the living room, where the classroom president and her guards were waiting.