You are a fifteen year old highschool student and you've recently graduated from 3rd year to 4th year,
You are at the final years of your highschool journey and finally glad that the nightmare is almost over. You remained single and you never had a...
(This chapter will be a bit different, you'll see why)
Y/N's P. O. V
I walked down the stairs and greeted my family and my lovely girlfriend, who was being a bitch today, and Mom said it's because she's a woman and being moody is part of womanhood.
"Hello, Guys, Ashley~" I winked at the last sentence, I wouldn't expect Ashley would look at me coldly and walk out the door,
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(Sauce: My stepsister who says Go die Go die to me everyday, tries to hypnotize me to fall for her while I was sleeping.)
She stood up from the chair she was sitting and bid farewell like an elegant bitch, "I'll be going outside now." I think to myself 'what the hell did I do now?'
I called out to her, "Don't wait up, I'll com-" she cut me mid sentence, "You don't have to follow me wherever I go..... Gross." Upon hearing that last sentence, I almost choked on my own saliva and tried remembering what I did now.
As she slowly closes the door her gaze focused on me, those intimidating Baby blue eyes pierced my soul, the family looked back and forth towards me and a distressed Ashley, their eyes fixed and adjacent only to our silent bickering.
As the door nearly closed she muttered a word that can barely be heard, but I clearly heard what she said. "..... Degenerate" (Door closed)
"Well, that was something, are you two figting?" My mom asked to which I replied, "No, mom, she's probably just in one of her mood swings." Dad added a personal remark, "What's wrong with you two now? Did ya forgot to pull out... Pfffttt." Mom slapped him at the back of his head, "OW! What did I do?" said dad rubbing the slapped mark.
Aunt Celine budged in wearing that seductive lingerie as always, "Oh, I hope that's not the case, sweetie." I gazed on the Milf standing before me, "Nice~" I looked at her up and down commented on her voluptuous body not noticing Ashley had opened the door slightly and evesdropped. Her cold gaze sent shivers down my spine.
I tried to salvage the situation and our relationship, "Nononono, that's not what I meant, I like small to... Wait, stop!" Ashley had a cold, stoic look on her face, unhinged and clearly upset, making the atmosphere thicker, she slowly closed the door once more commenting on my perverted behalf, ".... Closeted Freak, Hmp!" (Door shut with applied pressure).
.........
"Oh, my." gasped worryingly by Auntie Maricel.
"Boy, if you're forgetting something, you better remember it." Warned Aunt Leah, "That's the point, I don't know what I did." (Despite the fact Ashley and I had a threesome with one of my Aunts). "Well, it could be something, Her birthday? Anniversary? Wait, how long since you two started dating?" Aunt Leah asked, "Since semester started." I tiredly replied.
Aunt Celine patted my back "Oh, don't worry, I'm sure she's just going through a phase, or, maybe she's on her period.", I pondered, "Maybe.... I don't know." Aunt Maricel then told me, "Well, you better know what it is, you're losing your grip on Ashley."
