Guilt

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After the whole....thing with roddy, I felt ashamed, guilty, although it was very pleasurable I can't help but feel so bad for Rita, I have potentially just ruined their relationship, all for what? To suck off Roddy once? I have to live knowing what I did, knowing it can't happen again, its too much pressure. Every second I feel like I'm going to crack, Roddy acted like nothing happened for the next few weeks. Rita carried on hating me and not knowing the truth about Roddy. I was sat on the couch, still living there, spacing out, contemplating my life. Suddenly I hear Rita and Roddy fighting in the bedroom.

I hear Rita scream

"SHE HAS TO GO" , I knew it was about me, who else. Roddy replied

"We can't just leave her on the streets". Its not as if she'd care-

Then my heart skips a beat when I hear Rita screech

"ITS ME OR HER". Roddy sighs...would he really do that to me?

"Roddy, I'm your girlfriend for god sake, think of all the memories, think of all the sex, the kinky BDSM shit I do for you, she won't do that, Roddy you need me and I need your monster rat cock,IT LITERALLY THIVES THE SIZE OF MY HEAD! Just ask her to leave..please Roddy, PLEASE!". Please Roddy, resist...I wait terrified patiently for his reply..he sighs and begins to say

"I guess so...Ill tell her now".. I cry and quickly run out the door...

They both chase after me, Im cute , slim and thick so I easily run through small gaps Rita the fatty can't. Now I'm even more stressed, my past, the whole Roddy thing and not having a home. I can't bottle it up anymore, I wait until Roddy goes out and go to speak to Rita.

I knock on the door Rita opens it and barks at me

"Roddy isn't here, fugly bitch and you can't stay with us anymore" wow thanks Rita. I reply,

"No Rita, I'm here to talk to you."

"Ew, whatever, come in I guess-", I enter and awkwardly sit down. I try to stay strong but instantly burst into tears.

"Im sorry R-rita, Roddy cheated on you with me" At first her face turned bright red, SHE WAS FUMING, but then she started crying too, I felt so bad. I begin to say-

"Rita, Rita im so sorry..I should have told you sooner"

"No, I saw it coming...look theres something I need to tell you too-", I am terrified-

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