“We asked to be the ones to tell you. He said he doesn’t think you will have to make a statement beyond what you already did. A few girls apparently have a rape kit waiting to be tested, so the police will likely use those cases since they will be the ones to make sure they go away,” Connor says.
“I don’t know what to do today,” I say.
“So... we want to ask you something, but we don’t want you to freak out and overthink it,” Dillon says.
“Okay,” I laugh.
“We are moving off campus over break... Instead of you moving into the apartment alone... we want you to move in with us,” he says.
“Are you positive you want to live with me?”
“Yes. We talked about it all week and... we’ve just never been so fucking sure of something before,” Connor says.
“And what if we end up not working out?” I ask.
“Aaron has already agreed to help if it comes to that,” Connor says, smiling.
“You talked to him?” I ask.
“Yes. We wanted to know if he thought this was a good idea. We told him that you straight lied to him and didn’t include us in what happened. He said that you wouldn’t involve yourself with us if we had ever hurt you and that if you were letting us in then you wanted us to be close,” Dillon explains.
“He’s right,” I say with a shrug. “If you’ve thought this through... I honestly do enjoy your company... I justneed a space of my own. Sometimes I get overwhelmed, and I truly just need to be alone for a second.”
“You’d have a room just for you to unwind and relax when you need to,” Connor says, kissing me. “Also... we paid someone to clean the library in the mornings so that you don’t have to. We are okay helping, but we’d much rather have the extra time in bed with you.”
“That does sound nice,” I agree.
“Let’s go to your dorm and spend the day watching movies. This weekend we can get everything moved to the house. We could wait until break but... we have plans for you and that king-sized bed,” Connor says, kissing me.
“Okay,” I smile. “Let’s get out of here before we get caught,” Dillon laughs.
Chapter ten
Here comes the... Bride?
Revenge Cheating
I swear to God,I’m not crazy. makes me out to be unhinged when I try and call him out on his bullshit lies, but I know what I’ve seen. Okay... maybe I am a little bit crazy. Not much, though. Just enough to put hidden cameras in every room of my house to catch my soon-to-be husband fucking my best friend of twenty-five years.
Brock has come home smelling like sex more times than I can count. He will come home from work, the gym, a night out “with the boys”, and one time from his parents, supposedly, smelling like a brothel. I have found Ruby’s clothes at the house a few times even though she has never changed clothes in here with me there. Also, how did her black lace thong end up in this back pocket when he was supposedly on a work trip?
Brock always tells me that I am seeing things or that I am not remembering things the way they actually happened. Ruby has even started with the gaslighting too. I got sick and tired of feeling crazy, so I rigged up the house.
I am supposed to marry Brock tomorrow. Ruby got me a spa day package, so she thinks that’s where I am. She is supposed to be picking up the flowers and the dress. Brock said he will be doing some work before our honeymoon. Luckily, I paid for it and everything is in my name, so no matter what happens, I am going alone. I am not getting married to him. If I have this much doubt before the ceremony, it would be stupid for me to get married.
I am sitting in my car, parked down the block from my house. They have already started off exactly how I thought they would. Brock and Ruby are sitting on the couch talking shit about me.
“I still don’t know how she hasn’t noticed that we are together, it’s not like we hide it,” Ruby laughs.
“I have her thinking she’s gone crazy,” Brock says with a smile. “She makes so much fucking money that I don't have to work, so I’ll keep making her think she’s nuts, and she can keep bringing me home some money.”
These cameras auto record but they record over themselves every twenty-four hours. I am screen recording on my phone as well so that if I catch something, I can save it.
They go on to talk about how bored he is going to be on our honeymoon, and how he wishes he could take her. She is complaining about her boyfriend and Brock’s best friend, Abel, wanting to take her on a date. Just when I start to consider that they might not fuck, they practically tear each other’s clothes off in the middle of the living room.
Ruby drops to her knees and starts sucking his dick and I am forced to take a deep breath, so I won’t go in there and kill both ofthem. I just want to scream in their faces “See, I told you I wasn't fucking crazy.”
After a few minutes of her sloppily sucking him off, he bends her over the arm of the couch and starts fucking her. She is screaming dramatically, and I know it’s dramatic because the man has a trash dick. He wouldn’t know what to do even if it came with instructions. He calls her his little whore, and she begs him to fuck her harder. This goes on and on for a grand total of five minutes before he pulls out and shoves his dick down her throat for her to swallow.