Carlos Pena-Vega's Fantastic Foreskin

Chapter 5- Pocket Rocket

     As I was driving home, I started to think. "What am I going to do about Carlos? I have so many different feelings for him. Sometimes I hate looking at him, but most times I want to rip off his clothes before I even know he's there." But there was also Chris. I love Chris, so much, but I don't feel what I feel with Carlos with him. Even being in Carlos's presence earlier made my vaginal canal fill with slime.
I arrived home to my apartment, ready to sleep the day away. I still couldn't believe that I was stuck in this mess again. Chris's car was in the driveway, so I knew I had to see him.
"Hey babe!" I heard as soon as I opened the door. I walked inside, greeted by a hug from my loving boyfriend.
"Hi." I said, checking the time on the stove.
"You're a little bit late... Did you get caught up with the band?" He laughed. Oh Chris, you have no idea.
"So, who was it?"
"Who was what?"
"What band did you see? The Wiggles?" He smiled.
"No. Big Time Rush. I don't know, I've never heard of them." I lied.
"Oh, okay. Well, I'm making dinner tonight for our 11 month anniversary."
"Oh, yeah... that's right. Happy Anniversary!" I kissed his cheek. "Except, I really don't feel well. I kind of want to go to sleep."
"Oh... are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine. I just need to go to sleep."
"Okay, we can do dinner tomorrow." He kissed my forehead. "Feel better." And he grabbed his keys and left.
The first thing I did after Chris left was grab my phone. I decided to text my closest friend right now, Joj. In case you're wondering, Tracy and I had a falling out after the whole club debacle last year. It turns out, she was mad at me for staying at the club without her, so she tried to leak my nudes. I'm not James Charles sweetie, leaking my nudes won't bring you attention!
"Joj, we need to talk." I sent. He responded almost immediately.
"Yes skinny. I'm here for it."
"Can you be at my house in ten minutes?"
"Already on my way, queen!"
Joj arrived to my house very soon after, and didn't even knock before coming in. He must've known that it was serious.
"Nikkie, I'm here." He yelled from the kitchen.
"I'm in my room!" I called back. Joj came in and sat down on my bed with me.
"What's going on?"
"There's two things I have to tell you. One, is bad news. The other is even worse news. What do you want to hear first?"
"Um, the bad news obviously." He sat cross cross applesauce on my bed.
"Okay, this isn't going to be easy for you to hear, so brace yourself."
"I'm ready."
     "Last year, when I first met BTR, I kind of..."
     "What? Spit it out, you whore!"
     "I caught Logan cheating on you!" There was a pause, then silence. "With Kendall."
     "Wow... I don't know what to say..." Joj rubbed his eyes. "Actually, yes I do. I'm not surprised."
     "What?" I was confused.
     "I'm not surprised. Logan has been complaining that I don't 'put out' for him as much as I should. Plus, Kendall's hot. So no, I'm not surprised." He shook his head. "Let me just text him that it's over."
     About a minute later, he said, "Okay, done. So what's the horrible news?" And he smiled.
     "You know Carlos?"
     "Uh, yeah I know Carlos... What about him?"
     "Well, I think I'm in love with him." I looked away quickly and closed my eyes, ready for Joj's hand to slap my face. But it didn't.
     "Oh. My. God!!" He exclaimed, with the biggest smile on his face. "You're kidding!"
     "No... Why would I joke about that?"
     "Because, Carlos has been nonstop talking about this beautiful girl he met last year. But, I didn't expect that to be you!"
"Wait, really?" I asked. I felt my heart fluttering.
"Yes, really. But, wait. What are you gonna do about Chris?"
"That's why I invited you here. I need help. I don't know what to do."
"Well, do you love Chris?"
"Yeah, of course I do."
"And you love Carlos?"
"Im not sure yet, but I think I could possibly."
"Well, we're gonna have to find out!"
"How?" I already knew what he was going to say, but I asked anyway.
"You need to have sex with Chris, then have sex with Carlos, or vice versa, and see who is better in bed. That way, you get fucked twice, and get an answer to the question of 'Who does Nikkie love the most?'" He laughed.
"No! I can't do that, that's cheating..."
"I guess that's true." He scratched his head.
"Well, Logan did tell me, when I caught him in bed with Kendall, that every straight person he knows has cheated on their partner." I looked around. "I've never cheated before, so maybe this is my time to try it?"
"YES QUEEN!" Joj hugged me again. "We love a cheating woman! Wait, no we don't. Lolz. Just do it, and see what happens. I suggest Chris first."
"Well, it is our anniversary. I should surprise him!" I shot up from my bed and ran to the door. "Stay here! I'll be back! You're sleeping over tonight." Then I left. I ran down to my car, hopped in, and went to Chris's.
When I arrived, I decided I wouldn't knock. If this was going to be a surprise, it sure would be a good one.
When I opened the door, I surely didn't expect to see what was right in front of me. Chris, and another woman, fucking. Right on the couch. But it wasn't just another woman, it was my old friend from Kitten's— Brielle.
"What the fuck?" I said, beyond angry. They both shot up, Chris's pocket rocket hard as a rock.
"Nikkie?!" He yelled, pulling a blanket over himself and standing up to come over to me.
"Don't even come near me!" I yelled, and pushed his coat rack over, everything falling off onto the floor.
"Nikkie, you weren't supposed to find out like this..." He spoke, coming closer to me.
"Who the fuck are you? I don't even recognize this person!" I felt my eyes swelling up with tears. I swung my arm over his kitchen counter, crashing all of his mail, a candle, and his phone to the floor. Glass shattered by my feet. I was pissed, no, beyond that. I was furious.
"What the hell, Nikkie! My phone!" He yelled, that bitch still sitting on the couch, watching us.
"Good! Maybe it shattered and broke, just like my heart!" I picked up a few glass shards and threw them at him.
"Nikkie, what the fuck are you doing?"
"No what the fuck are you doing, Chris?! It's our anniversary! I came over here to be with you, and I catch you cheating! With a stripper slut bag!" He didn't say anything, he started to clean up my mess.
"Well, you know what? Mr. I'm Too Good For My Girlfriend? I was going to cheat on you too! With someone much hotter, funnier, and better in bed than you! Asshole!"
"You hypocrite bitch! You come in here yelling at me for cheating, but you have too?!" He began screaming at this point.
"No! Don't you dare turn this on me! I came here to be with you, for our anniversary! Of course I haven't cheated on you, who the hell do you think I am?!"
"Yeah, well, whatever! At least I won't be spending our anniversary alone, like you will be! At least I have Brielle, who I actually want to have sex with! You prude!"
"I would much rather be called a prude than a cheater, asshat! And guess what?! I won't be alone for our anniversary, right now, I'm going to go see Carlos. And I will fuck the life out of him! And maybe for once in my life, I'll be happy with a decision I made! Go to hell, Chris!" I slammed the door behind me. I ran to my car, the tears now streaming down my face. I sat in my car for a few minutes, holding my face in my hands, barely being able to catch my breath. I was weeping, and almost hyperventilating. I knew going to see Chris first was a good idea. Or else I might not have ever caught him. After a few minutes, I finally could breathe again. It was hard to keep my composure while driving but I did my best, still wiping away the occasional tears.
I had so many thoughts, and my mind was racing. But the most prominent was, "Carlos Garcia, get ready for the best night of your life."