Pulling up to the location Melissa told me to head to, wondering just what the fuck she wants.1
Melissa: "Hey Chris," Greeting me there she stood Melissa Adams.
Chris: "What do you want from me Melissa."
Melissa: "Before we get to that, I just want to know how you are?"1
Chris: "Cut the bullshit and just tell me." It was twelve midnight and It was freezing, personally I just wanted to get this show over with and go home.1
Melissa: "You see, the thing is I love you."
Chris: "Well good luck with that, don't see how that's my problem." I turn around and start to head home but before I could go, she stops me.
Melissa: "Wait! Don't you love me back?"
Chris: "Wasn't it obvious, I don't. The only person I will love is Stacey!"
I respond, "Either way is that
all you wanted to tell me?."1
Melissa: "I expected you to reject me but that doesn't matter, I believe you are aware of Melissa's end of term party?"
Chris: "Yeah?"
Melissa: "I wanted to know if you could get me invited."1
Chris: "If I don't?"
Melissa: "Then I'll report you to the school for selling weed."1
Chris: "I'll see what I can do but what do you want at party and how does that relate to you liking me?"
Melissa: "Cause this summer vacation I'm going to spend as much I can with you, I know you're in love with Stacey but I'll make you love me even more."
Chris: "You're going to make me fall in love with you?"
Melissa: "You won't be able to breathe without me."
Chris: "HAH!" I burst out into laughter. This was the first time a girl has ever confessed to me, "How ridiculous, but I'll get you into the party."
Melissa: "Thank you."
Chris: "Goodnight Melissa Adams."1
Int. Next Day
As usual, it took quite sometime for me to get up and get ready for school, but can you blame me? When a girl like Stacey exists it's hard not to spend all night thinking about her. I look at my watch to check the time and it's 9:00. It seems like I'm earlier than usual.
On the way I see my usual clients waiting for me on the way.
"Would you lick a homeless man's bootycrack or pee hydro-chloric acid."
I ask.
"Red Dead Redemption 2 is the best game of all time." My clients respond I hand over the weed and receive the cash, the phrase I just said was code.
A couple of minutes later, I finally reach school and there he was Mr.Russleholf. keeping watch and checking to see if any students came late.
Chris: "Hey Mr.Holf, how you doing today?"
Mr.Holf: "Chris! you can't keeping coming late."
Chris: "Is there a problem?"
Mr.Holf: "I'm sorry but this time-"
Chris: "Remember that time I found those two freshmen girls in your office with you?"
Mr.Holf: "You're actually earlier than usual, Well done!"
Luckily I arrived when it was break time so I could slip in easily.
Walking through the hall, my best friend Harold decides to sneak up on me.
"Oi Oi Oiiii!"
Surprised, I almost backhand slapped him.
Harold: "Woah there! Relax buddy, you're going to hurt me!"
Chris: "Don't sneak up on me idiot."
Harold: "I'll make a personal note on that one,"
Harold mentions as he fixes his glasses. "By the way, I was wondering if you've seen the final Attack on Titan episode?"
Chris: "Nah I just started season 4."
Harold: "Are you kidding?!?! It's literally peak fiction and you haven't seen it?"
Chris: "Yeah, unfortunately."
Harold: "Either way thanks for the money, my body pillow arrived yesterday."
Chris: "Anytime, which one did you order?."
Harold: "My queen Makima, she was so pretty I didn't even last 30 seconds."
Chris: "I feel like they should make a body pillow of Stacey, I'd buy a 100 of those"
Harold: "I'll catch you later, I think the cheerleader team is practicing right now."
The most down-bad and nerdy person I know, Harold Schwartz.1
On my way to the stalls for my daily beatdown session, I saw Stacey standing at her usual spot, My heart beating faster than a guy on December 1st, she calls me over.
Chris: "Hey Stacey."
"Chris!" she sounded both excited and anxious to see me, "Listen you know about the party I'm hosting right?"
Chris: "Yes!"
Stacey: "I'm gonna need you to bring a lot of drugs, like a whole lotta drugs. I don't want a single sober person at my party okay?"
Chris: "Your wish is my command but I also have a request."
Stacey: "You want me to do something for you? I think talking to you is already enough but what is it?"1
Truthfully I also agreed with that statement but I was trying to avoid us getting in trouble.
Chris: "Could you invite Melissa?"
Stacey: "You mean what that weird girl? The one that wears glasses."
Chris: "Yes, I mean her."
Stacey: "Oh gosh! I use to bully her back in freshman year, my answer is no."
Chris: "Please just invite Melissa, I'm begging you! I will even get on my knees and lick your shoes!"1
If she says yes it would be a win-win situation, getting to lick Stacey's shoe would be heaven.
Stacey: "Wait! Melissa Adams like little sister of Wesley Adams?"
Chris: "I mean, yeah why does that matter?"
Stacey: "Is she going to bring her brother?"
Chris: "Yeah, prolly."
Stacey: "Then it's alright invite her."
Int. Night time at Stacey's house1
Standing outside of Stacey's house, I could hear the loudness of the speakers blasting from the inside and people laughing and screaming It was time to enter. I had my bag full of weed strapped on me. It was time for action. After entering I instantly got to business, negotiating prices, offering discounts and overcharging people who didn't know what they were doing. They
were a lot of people I knew and some I've never seen before.1
Melissa: "Evening Chris." My obsessive crush Melissa greets me with a smile.
I just turned towards to her and she started blushing, she was even worse than me.
Melissa: "So umm... Chris," twirling her fingers together, "I saw this spot in the house where we could go for some privacy."
Chris: "That sounds boring so could you find someone else to bother."1
Heading off deeper into the territory of my queen's house, looking for the Queen herself. Finally in a sort of VIP section of the house in a room, I find Stacey with a bunch of girls and whole lot of guys. "Wow look who it is! If it isn't my weed guy Chris." Felt good having Stacey introduce me in front of all her friends. Most of the time she would give me a look that tells me to fuck off but this
time was different.1
Chris:. "Uhh hey-"
Stacey: "Weed guy come here for a second."
Heading closer towards her, Stacey grabs me by my arm and pulls me on to the couch with her. This was the closest I had ever been to her. I feel her breath as she gently tickles my ear with whispers from her mouth.
Stacey: "Give me the weed now, I'll pay you later and could you leave the room after?"
Chris: "But Stacey I want to-"
Stacey: "Please.
Personally fuck this shit. I just give her the weed like usual and head out her way. When will she ever take me seriously after everything i've done for her? Slamming the door behind me.
Like a creeper Melissa was there next to it.
Melissa: "She kicked you out?"
Chris: "Fuck off."
Melissa: "You know I'm allowed inside, right?"
Chris: "Why would YOU be allowed inside?"
Melissa: "My brother Wesley, he told Stacey to let me in."
Chris: "Is that suppose to matter to me?"
Melissa: "I could go inside and check what Stacey's up to. With that amount of guys, I bet she's not doing anything innocent."
Chris: "Then please, do that."
Melissa: "Anything for you."1
Making my way to a hidden corner to be by myself. I pull out to check the messages from my best friend.
Messages :
Harold: { Have you infiltrated the party? }
Chris: { Yeah I'm in. }
Harold: { So are you with Stacey right now }
Chris: { She said we will talk later. }
Harold: { You're not being as opportunistic as you should be }
Chris: { What do you want me to do? }
Harold: { Listen! you're in her house, sneak up to her bathroom during the party and take one of her panties! }
Chris: {Harold I am not that type of guy, I'm not you. }1
I switched off my phone due to Harold pissing me off. Obviously not cause of what he said but because he thought of it first.
Int. A few minutes later
Melissa: "Hey Chris?"
Chris: "Oh Melissa what is it?"
Melissa: "Why are you coming from upstairs? I thought it was off limits."
Chris: "Nothing!" I say as I shove the holy object down my boxer.
Melissa: "Guess what?"
Chris: "What?"
Melissa: "You're lucky, Stacey's hasn't been trading genitals with other guys but there is one person she's been all over.
Chris: "Who?"
Melissa: "My brother."
Chris: "Don't take it personal but I'm going to beat him up."
Clouded and fogged by raged, through it all I could sense Melissa shaking and quivering.
Chris: "You scared? I promise won't beat him up too hard then."
Melissa: "I'm not scared for him, I'm scared for-."1
Before she could finish, I bolted off into the VIP section. Kicking the door down as I looked Melissa's brother dead in the eye as he sat next to Stacey. In my head I swear I looked so cool.1
Chris: "Hey Melissa's Brother! Is your name Wussly or Pussly, I have a hard time remembering names."
Wesley: "Stacey ain't this your weed guy?"
Chris: "Weed guy? The fuck you think I am dumbass?Call me Chris."
Wesley: "You're disrespecting the shit out of me right now so back up before I do some damage to your ugly face."
Chris: "Do you say that shit to your father? When you look at me, think of someone you should respect equal to that of your fucking ancestors."
Wesley: "You're dead."1
Before he could get up unfortunately I wasn't done, so I had to tell him to sit down."
Chris: "Wait! I actually got a message for you, the condom factory told me they're going to need another week on your order. The size was extremely small, they're going to consult their microphysicists on how to make the smallest condom to ever be crafted."
Wesley: "I'm going to chop off your testes and make you eat them Chris!"
Chris: "By the way I'm going to have to borrow that Anti-Herpes cream from you Pussly!"1
With that final insult as I was gradually making my way closer to Melissa's brother, I landed a kick into his face but then something happened.
"Aaaaaagh!"
"Click!."
The sound of bones breaking pierced my ear faster than the pain flowing through me. Just then the 6'7 foot of a man stood up and look down on me as I groaned in pain. Before I could even process what happened, a punch that knocked my soul out of me hit me. I could barely
remember anything but monstrous punches pounding on me, It was the first time within five years where I had been overwhelmed like this. I actually thought I was going to die. It would've been
better If I had done it myself. Can't believe I'm looking this pathetic right in-front of Stacey.
I ABSOLUTELY CAN'T! I couldn't do much but with whatever energy I had left, I rose with my head
and BIT OFF WESLEY'S SHOULDER. That was the only moment I got to look cool in that fight.1
Int. Hours Later1
Finally gaining consciousness, my body felt like it was cursing me. I woke up on a bench outside looking at the sun rising up with my left eye, the only one that was working.
?: "Hey Idiot.
I saw the face of a girl. She was also sitting next to me on the bench. Just like many parts of my body, my mouth was swollen up so I was unable to speak.1
?: "Stacey told me to take care of you, you're lucky. Things would've gotten worse if it weren't for Melissa."
Chris: ''Ashley??''
This was the first time I ever talked to Ashley non-aggressively and I wasn't even able to speak.
Ashley: "I bet you're wondering where's Stacey? She's inside with Wesley. They're pleasuring themselves."
I was too injured to do anything, I couldn't even make an expression on my face because of the injuries.
Ashley: "Gosh! Look at you, your face is so messed up. You don't look cute anymore."
I lost everything, my clothes, my dignity, and presumably even my weed and all I gained from this
was a simple compliment from Ashley.1
Ashley: "Just kidding! You probably can't walk home by yourself, stand up I'll support you. Let's walk home."
Lifting me up, I put my arm around Ashley to support my self.
"Don't get too cocky, this is a one time thing. I just don't like seeing people miserable, I guess I sort of felt bad for you."1
Int. Later
"Damn Stacey, where did you learn to suck like that?"
"Gawk"
Stacey chocking on 8 inches of cock couldn't speak properly.
"By the way what time your parents coming. Eh doesn't matter either way."1
*Knock Knock*
"Speak of the devil, is that who I think I think they are."
"Who is it?" In a state of panic, Stacey pulls out the 21 centimetre penis out her mouth.
Wesley: "Don't worry, just continue only stop when I buss."
The two people who were knocking at the door make their way inside, looking like their in their mid thirties, Wesley already put together who they were.1
"Stacey!" The visitors shouted. Shocked she tries to pull out.
Wesley: "I said don't stop till I'm DONE!"
Making their way through the kitchen, the two parents of Stacey Goldberg witnessed their young daughter slurping the soul out of Wesley's meat.
"Oh my days, AMBATUKAAAAAMMMMM!" Wesley exclaims.
"Oh Mrs. Goldberg! I didn't see you there, we were just ahhhhhh... finishing up here. No need to worry."
After reaching his climax, Wesley stood and put his force of nature into his pants.
Prancing around looking for his stuff ignoring the two adults in front of him.
Mrs Goldberg: "Excuse me young man! Who are you?"
Wesley: "Oh me? I'm the kid your daughter just gave head to. Either way I'll be taking my leave now!"
Bursting the sliding door to the back, Wesley tries to leave before Stacey parents called him back.
Mr Goldberg: "You've been disrespectful this whole time young man, you'll have to leave through the front door!"
Wesley: "If I don't want to? There's nothing you'd be able to do anyway unless you know how to throw hands."1
Peeping through their dining room window alongside Ashley, I witnessed everything. My soul was beyond crushed, I went home feeling absolutely defeated
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