love needs two (cocks) | stikoudoula

TWENTY - the one with red velvet wannabe

"What the .." Spiridoula mumbled as he took a few steps back.

He kept his gaze on the strange figure inside his room, afraid of his next move.

As he was walking back, he accidently stepped onto the McDonald's trash that were left from the night he got attacked, as he was unable to clean his room.

The figure immediately turned at him with a sharp gaze. "SPIRIDOULA?" The figure was startled by his sudden appearance.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" He shouted as he took out quickly his pepper spray he had for all the weirdos in the outside world, even though he wasn't pulling any bitches anyway.

The figure relaxed their muscles and posture, a satanic and scary laugh escaping their lips. "You really wanna know ..?"

Spiridoula raised his eyebrow like that The Rock meme and tool another step back. "Who the fuck are you and- OH HOLY SHIT NO-!" Spiridoula's jaw dropped at the sight.

"THIS IS FROM MY SEX TAPE LORD." He rushed towards the figure and grabbed a few pictures he had decorated around the floor. "Where.the.fuck.did.you.find.these.?" Spiridoula gritted his teeth as he stepped back quickly.

"In your underwear drawer. Your dick is small by the way." The figure commented.

"Thank you, now." He paused. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?"

The stranger laughed for once again. "You really wanna kn-"

"YOU ARE ALREADY SAID THAT NOW REVEAL YOURSELF YOU SHIT."

"CALM THE FUCK DOWN-! Okay-" The stranger breathed. "Fine." He got up on his feet, the hood still covering his face.

Spiridoula stepped back as the figure approached. "Spiridoula .."

"I am your worst nightmare."

"What..?"

The figure stood in front of him, while Spiridoula was nervous for his next move.

The figure moved their arm towards their hood, pulling it downwards slowly.

Spiridoula tilted his head, examining the his moves.

As the hood fell down, Spiridoula felt his legs give up on him. "N-no-"

"Yes Spiridoula, it's me."

"No- NO!"

"It's me."

"It can't be-"

"Girl I said it's me what else do you want me to say to prove to you that I am Diavolaki."

"DIAVOLAKI?!"

"Yes, HAHAHAHAHA!" She responded letting a devious laugh escape her lips.

"Why- WHY?!" 

"Because you ruined EVERYTHING!" Diavolaki shouts.

"WHAT- What do you mean?!" Spiridoula tries to calm himself down.

"PORTOKALIS IS IN JAIL BECAUSE OF YOU."

"Waut what-?! No! Portokalis poisoned the coffee you drank!"

"Oh did he ..?"

"What? What do you mean?"

"Fuck fuck FUCK!" Stikoudis shouted as he threw his phone at the backseat.

"Spiridoula isn't picking it up .." He muttered to himself as he focused back to the road.

His hands were basically trembling. He didn't expect Spiridoula to go to any fast food restaurant other than McDonalds' today. "What do I do, what do I do .." He mumbled as sweat was starting to roll down his forehead.

He turned the radio as a way to calm himself down. Music is the best way to relax at the moment, right?

Hell no.

"You betrayed me
And I know that you'll never feel sorry
For the way I hurt, yeah
You'd talk to her
When we were together
Loved you at your worst
But that didn't matter"

Olivia Rodrigo's "Traitor" was playing, reminding Stikoudi his actions.

"FUCK THIS SHIT." He shouts as he punches the radio, managing to break it.

"Oh shit." He whispered as he realized what he just did.

He whined as he started hitting his head repeatedly on the steering wheel.

"WHY.AM.I.SO.FUCKING.STUPID."

He would continue to hit himself for quite some time, but, his phone started ringing from behind.

He basically jumped of his seat and leaned his body towards the backseats to reach it.

"Where the fuck is i- Oh here!" He grabbed and shifted his body back to his seat.

"Unknown Caller?" He mumbled.

He sighed out loudly before putting the phone against his ear.

"Hello?"