Spencer Charnas One Shots

XXXVI. Anger * [Caught pt. 2]

* yelling, anger

~ finale ~

It had been about a month and a week since Spencer and I had sex. We decided to leave it as I spoke to Jasper about our sex life. He understood, and I've taught him a few more things about my body. It was never the same as my best friend fucking me. I only thought of Spence during sexual activity.

Anywhore, I was doing the dishes. We had a small get together last night and Jasper and I were too tired to do them last night. But, I was a dumbass, and didn't take my ring off. So, it fell into the garbage disposal. I had accidentally flipped it on and screamed, turning it back off and fishing for my ring. "No no no no..." I whispered to myself, pulling the ring out.

Luckily, the diamond was still in tack. Sadly, though, the gold band was broken. I groaned and looked around. Jasper wouldn't be home in a few hours, so he never has to know I broke it. It was an accident, but I still felt bad.

I jogged upstairs and looked through the closet, grabbing a FFDP hoodie and slipping it on. It went past my shorts, but I tucked it into the elastic band so it didn't look like I was just wearing the hoodie. I grabbed a small backpack/purse thing and threw my things into it: my wallet, the ring, my phone, and some other things. I jogged back down the stairs and walked outside, locking the door, and getting into my car.

We lived a little ways away from the city. So, it took about 30 minutes to get to the nearest jewelry store. I knew there were gonna be a bunch of people shopping in there, probably rich as well, but I needed to get my ring fixed. I parked and walked in. It was a fancy jewelry store. Everyone seemed to turn to me and look at how I was dressed. I smiled nervously and walked over to the next open person behind the glass cases. "Um, hi.."

"What can I help you with ma'am?" a young man asked with a smile. He was cute.

"Uh.. My ring fell down the garbage disposal. Luckily, only the band broke. I was wondering if I could get it fixed today?" I asked.

"Sure! Let me take it back and check it out for you!" he said happily. I handed him the ring and he walked back. I stood there for a few minutes before he walked out with a confused look. "Ma'am, did you know that this ring is fake?"

The word fake rang through my ears. I stared at the ring for a few seconds. "How much is it worth?" I questioned. The boy looked at it again,

"About two to five dollars." I wanted to scream. The ring was fake. Absolutely fake. I nodded and he handed me the ring. I took it and held it in my palm. "I'm so sorry, ma'am."

"No no, it's not your fault. Thank you so much," I smiled and turned around. I saw someone snicker and I gave them a death glare. They quickly turned around and I walked out of the store, getting into my car. I turned on the heaviest song I could think of off the top of my head: Funeral Derangements. Once on the road, the tears started falling and I let out a blood curtailing scream.

I pulled up into our driveway and pulled myself together. I got out of the car and walked in the door. Jasper turned to me with a smile but it quickly faded as he saw the anger on my face. "It's fake!? Seriously Jasper?! I thought you were better than this!" I yelled and threw the ring at him. He barely caught it.

"I- I can explain!" he spoke. I pushed past him and ran upstairs, grabbing a suitcase and tossing things into it. "Babe, wait!" He tried to reach out for me but I slapped his hand.

"No! You got me a fake ring! You promised me it was real and you promised me you wouldn't be cheap anymore!" I shouted in his face. I just threw my things into there and zipped it up right away.