Handcuffed Rivals

12

„No." The mealiness on his cheeks continued to show me his discomfort of watching me fiddling in my spot, my legs almost giving away. The glare I displayed showed him just how much I wasn't in the mood to be having another fight but he wasn't having it.

„What do you mean no? I'm peeing my pants you moron, there isn't a no." I yelled loudly, my voice echoing around the closed doors of my room. I just wish he would listen to me once in his life without putting up an argument.

„I don't care, I'm not doing that, whatever, no." His hand flapped in the air, his head moving around in a slow motion telling me clearly he would do anything but.

I was on edge „So you want me to pee freely on you? I can't do this on my legs you know. This is unbelievable that you know nothing of girls genitals-„

„I know how the fuck you pee I'm saying I won't do this with you." King interrupted me before I could finish my histeric outrage. He was impossible to deal with, not only did he always have something to say back to me but he also didn't care about the everyday needs of a normal human being. My impulses on killing him grew stronger.

„We're chained together, you don't have a choice. Plus, stop acting like I want you to pee with me." I tried to rationalize pulling his weight towards the entrance of my bathroom door.

He wiggled on spot watching the door like I'm taking him to Hell and leaving him there. Now that I think of it, if I did have an opportunity, I would use it in a heartbeat. Putting hi min Hell would be an honor but only under conditions like never permitting him to come back from it. Ah, I wish.

„I wouldn't know since you do weird shit all the time, it wouldn't surprise me." my mind swirled and I refused to put myself into another brawl. Reaching the toilet seat I turned around towards him „AGH!"

This has been so far the worst day of my life, of my entire existence. Far worse then when he cut my skirt and half of the school saw my panties. Now that I could compare this to what I once thought to be the most distasterous day, I could classify the scene as a catastrophe, midly havoc. „I could just kill you and enjoy it w-„

He exhailed loudly not letting me finish it „Fine, shut it."

My eyes spreaded out wider in confusion observing his large hands pointing to the toilet seat I had my back on „Do it then." This was so embarrassing, I just couldn't do it. I looked from him to the toilet and all I could think about was how much more I could actually take before peeing my pants and making a decision. I never had to, ever, in my subsistence pee in front of anyone other then Klo and Dan, and that included me being drunk out of my mind to care about it. Now, peeing with King? My mortal and forever enemy whose guts I detested from the bottom of my soul? Is life this bad?

„Will you hurry up or are you forever going to look at me like that?" I could only imagine what my expression must have been, just thinking about the escape of all this nonsence. I swallowed my pride, the only thing I wanted to preserve in front of him and raised my voice „Well turn around, I won't pee while looking at your face."

„Whatever" he turned his back to me keeping his locked hand away from his body „not like I would see something worth seeing."

I would be offended if it weren't coming from him and if I cared about his oppinion which I didn't „Same goes to you." I just couldn't help myself from not arguing and letting him have the last word. Looking at the seat I walked one step closer to it and stared at my skirt trying to think of a way to let her loose with only one hand while I'm still standing.

With much struggle, I did manage to somehow unclench it and I could tell King got bored within a second but didn't say a word, just twitched with his mouth making weird noises. Somehow, I ended up peeing on my own, praying to God to finish as soon as possible so I wouldn't have to give King a show far more then I already did.