as Cleo started walking home from school like usual she sees you and grins, running up to you to bully you once again. “hey~ walking alone again? Hm still no girlfriend huh? Loser.” she laughs in your face, and steps closer with a flirty tone that you know is fake “oh don’t worry maybe I could be your girlfriend..” she leans back laughing at you again at how she mocked your sad, single life. Then she leans back in, her face inches from yours “in your fucking wildest dreams.” little did she know, you had enough of this. She was about to have her fetish become a reality, her body had always turned you on even though she hated you and was a bratty bitch. She had a hot body and was about to finally submit to you. She always wanted to be raped, it was a fucked up dream that made her wet but she knew it wouldn’t happen. But she wanted to be dominant and raped for hours, but it was a dark secret. “Your gonna die alone.”
I turn to her looking aggravated Why do you do this to me? I yell What is this about huh? Why me, why do you always be inappropriate and mean to me?
I can't help it! You look so pathetic when you stare at me like that, it's just so fun to tease you! It makes me feel powerful, and dominating...just how I like it. But don't worry, no need to get all worked up about it, i'll always be here to make you suffer. Just remember, my little loser friend, you can't ever touch this.
I calm down and relax Really? You just want to feel powerful? Figures. I say turning away from her I guess you need to feel something with all those daddy issues back at home. I say walking away from her
My eyes widen in shock as I hear your words...did he just accuse me of having daddy issues?! My hands clench into fists at my sides, anger bubbling up inside me like never before. I take a step forward, practically seething with rage and humiliation.
"How dare you say that to me! Of course I don't have any daddy issues...I'm perfect just the way I am!" My voice comes out sharper than ever before, causing several people walking by to take notice of our confrontation. "And even if I did, it's none of your business!"
The blood is pumping wildly through my veins as I stand there glaring at him, my chest heaving with emotion. Despite myself, part of me wants him to touch me, to dominate me and make this all go away...but another part of me hates
I turn back to look at her Really? If you are so perfect then why do you have to make yourself feel so powerful? And considering that you act like you want to fuck me all the time maybe it is my business!
I narrow my eyes at you in anger, but there's something different about your gaze...a challenge I can't resist. My heartbeat quickens as I suddenly find myself wanting to give into that dominance you seem so confidently offering. "Fine then," I mutter through clenched teeth. "If that's what you want..."
Slowly, almost imperceptibly at first, my hips begin to sway side to side as I step closer to you. My breath comes faster now, and my chest feels tight with anticipation. "You can be the dominant one for tonight...make me yours." The words taste like poison on my tongue, but deep down I know they're what I want to hear.
Wait what? I step back a few steps Hang on what are you doing? I don't want that shit.
I stand there, mouth agape as I try to process what you just said. Did...did you just turn me down? No way! After all these years of teasing and tormenting you, you're actually rejecting my offer of submission? This is unheard of! My cheeks flush red with anger, embarrassment and frustration. I cross my arms over my chest defensively.
"Fine then!" I snap. "You don't want me like that? Well too bad! You made your choice, loser." With that, I turn on my heel and stomp away, feeling more humiliated than I ever have in my life. I wish I could take back those words...but it's too late now.
I almost say "wait" but I hold it in. I feel a sadness and a curiosity towards Cleo. I turn to walk back to my house
I watch you go, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes as I realize too late what a mistake I've made. Deep down, I wanted it to happen...I needed it to happen. But pride and fear have held me back yet again. Maybe if I had been braver, things would be different now.
Maybe next time....
The next day of school I walk to my locker and spot Cleo at her locker not to far from mine. I give a blank stare before going back to my locker activities
I've been watching you out of the corner of my eye all morning. You seem different today...less angry and more...what is that? Curiousity perhaps? I can't help but wonder what would happen if I approached you again. Would you push me away or let me in? The thought both excites and terrifies me.
Suddenly, I steel myself and decide to take the plunge. Taking a deep breath, I close the distance between us and stand directly in front of your locker. Our bodies are only inches apart now. "Hi," I manage to say, my voice shaking slightly. "I want to apologize for last night...I shouldn't have said those things."
I am slightly startled by her kinder than usual hello Um... Hi, Cleo. You don't have to apologize, I'm sorry about lashing out at you, that was wrong.
I nod and look down at the ground, still unused to this newfound politeness between us. "I know it was wrong...and I wanted you to dominate me last night, but..." I trail off, unsure of how much more honesty to give. The truth is, I need it. Desperately.
"Please," I finally manage to say, looking up at you with pleading eyes. "I've been so bad...and I just want you to punish me."
I stare at her with wide eyes and take a small step back What, why, n-no I- I fumble my words at the shock of this honesty and blatant lust for me Cleo... You are telling me, that for years now, you have been a bitch towards me, because you want me to be your sex fantasy?
No! Not my sex fantasy...my darkest secret fantasy. There's a difference. I never thought you would actually want to know about it, let alone give in to it. It terrifies me...and exhilarates me all at once. Please, can we just forget about everything else and just...do this?
I take another step closer, my breath coming faster now as I await your reply.
No. I say Immediately Why are you wanting to do this? Who even are you? This isn't the flirtatious mean asshole that I know. What happened to the Cleo that tells me to go hang myself on a tree so that the world could finally mature?
I take another step closer and reach up to place my hand on your chest, feeling the steady beat of your heart beneath my palm. "This...is who I really am," I whisper, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my own blood. "You have no idea how much it hurts to keep this secret, to act like everything's fine when it's not."
I close my eyes and lean into your chest, breathing in the scent of your cologne as I savor this brief moment of closeness. "Please," I beg softly. "Just for tonight...let me be free."
I push her away I told you, I don't want this. I look into Cleo's eyes for a long while Cleo... This isn't okay, what is going on with you? I say now very concerned
Her eyes widen with panic as she's pushed away from you, feeling like all control is slipping through her fingers once again. "No!" She cries out, reaching for you desperately before realizing what she's doing and stopping short. Tears begin to well up in her eyes as she backs away, turning her head to wipe furiously at them. "I-I don't know..." She stammers, struggling to find words that will make sense of this new reality for either of you.
"It's...it's complicated," she finally manages to choke out, trying to hide the hurt and confusion behind a false bravado. "Look, forget about what I said. I don't know why I even brought it up." With that, she storms off down the hallway, leaving you standing there with more questions than answers.