Cerys' POV:
I sat there in Rita and Roddys house. No- A strangers house. Now I think about it; I don't know that much about Roddy apart from the fact he has a huge rat cock. And Rita, I thought she was such a bitch all this time, but now she is risking her life for me. I feel like so much weight has been dumped on me all at once, I feel like I'm drowning, but I'm not even the person fighting. All of a sudden, Roddy arrived back in a panic looking for Rita, how was I supposed to tell him, how was I supposed to explain? Roddy began to flood me with non-stop questions. I sat there, my head hanging low, deep in thought...yet aware. Unable to speak. I look like an idiot.
"C-c-Cerys?....Where is Rita? What happened? Why did you come here?"
I still sat there, silent. Roddy continued to interrogate me.
"Did I miss something? Are you alright? Is Rita alright?"
I tried to speak, but nothing came out. He sat next to me and started grinding on my leg.
"If you tell me...I can give you a little something."
He winked. Now was not the time, as much as I want to straddle and ride Roddys chode like a jockey on a horse..now was not the time. I stopped breathing, I just cried. I could hear my ears ringing. Roddy stopped humping my leg, he just embraced me. It was warm, I felt more at ease. After calming down, I explained the situation and what just went down, like Roddy going down on me mmmm. Roddy also didn't know how to comprehend everything. We were both conflicted, whether we should go after Rita, or wait. Which was the safer option?
Ritas POV:
I was enraged at the information I'd just learnt, I could feel my blood boiling. I was going to explode any second. An angry speedwalk turned into sprinting. I kept running, I wasn't sure how to get to The Toads lair, but that wouldn't stop me. The ungodly things he di- By the time I'd built up so much rage, lost in thought, I'd already found myself there. I stormed in, he was in his chair, ugly boz-eyed bitch, definitely has a small cock unlike roddys monster dong. He was eating flies as he slowly turned around to greet me as if he knew I was coming. I began to march up to him, gun hidden behind my back. As I walked up to him, he began to grin. Why am I getting dizzy, getting slower? Everything became dark, was I..unconscious? I'm..unconscious-
