Buns Byers [18+ ONLY]

33. The bombshell

Uncovering a secret:

"Trent!" I whined.

"What is it, is it too good?" He asked me with his cocky smirk, I just stared at him for a while.

"MY grandmother gave me that nick name because she said that I was too beautiful to be a boy. It has nothing to do with being a bitch... Now you caused me a migraine." I scolded him, playfully.

Trent laughed hard before he said, "We should practice that up and down pole trick." He jokingly said which then caused me to laugh with him.

And I had to wince again because my head did hurt this time.

"Hey, are you okay?" Trent asked me.

"No my head is pounding, apparently I should not do anything that will send me back to the hospital again." I stated.

"I'm sorry." He stated sincerely. "I could pound Tom for you, if you don't mind?" He asked me.

"No! He is already in prison, I don't want to talk about him." I said.

"Okay, he's a dick... I'm sorry, I know you don't want to talk about him. I just cannot understand why he would lead you on, only to hurt you... Only psychopaths do that." He stated.

"His stroke game was really good though, its like he was expressing his emotions with every thrust. I know he's a sadist, but I also want to feel loved." I also stated.

"Uhuh?" Trent looked at me with disbelief. "And here I am, thinking I am sympathising with you, you had to bring up the fact that both of you had sex? You're such a prick! Anyway, you should contact him... Confess your undying love for him." He stated

"That's a great suggestion. I would, in fact let me prepare myself. I need to go there..." I stated.

"Don't be stupid, I said that with sarcasm. You want him to cause you more pain?" He asked with a smug of jealousy written on his face.

"Trent. I know you want to get inside my pants, but there's a good way to do that. You don't have to be a dick all the time. You're literally causing me pain right now. Your jealousy has no base." I stated.

He looked at me like I head three heads and then he started spewing, "I literally bought you a morning breakfast, as a way of showing you my interests and intentions. You sound so ungrateful."

"I'm grateful for your kind gesture, but I won't be forced into any relationship." I stated.

"Okay, let me just leave. I see we're not getting anywhere with this." He said. I knew that he was on his feelings, but I let him. I wasn't going to apologise for having boundaries... Tom taught me not to trust any of these guys. My life was ruined with just letting a psychopath into my life.

Trent took his busket that was carrying food, "I will come back later when your head has cooled off." He said that and then he left.

I didn't say anything, I just looked away. Making my best pocker face. Both Trent and Tom wanted to have their cake and eat it too.

I was just not in the mood for their bullshit.

~

Fifteen minutes after Trent had left, I got a call from an unknown number.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey, uhm it's me." It was Tom.

"Hi Tom? Uhuh," I coughed before continuing. "What can I do for you?" I asked him.

"Can you drop my charges?" He asked.

"And why would I do that?" I asked him, perplexed with his delusion.

"Trust me you do not want to find out..." Was this bitch trying to threaten me?! I became furious!

"You know what? Fuck you! In fact make sure you drop the soap in that prison cell... Bitch!" I clicked my tongue before dropping the phone.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on my doorstep.

My heart started pounding very hard.

Why did my life have to experience so much drama?

" Who is it?!" I asked. It was silent. I ran towards the door to lock the door knob. I swear Tom was hunting me from that prison cell.

"Open this door you fucking faggot?!" A female voice stated. She moved the door knob trying to enter. It was Tom's girlfriend.

"What do you want?!" I asked not bugging in, to open a door for a monster.

"Tom sent me to speak with you?!" She said.

"I don't speak to strangers. Get away from my property!" I said to her.

"Oh my gosh, you're such a woozy... My boyfriend should have killed you, for looking at him the wrong way." She stated.

I went to the kitchen to grab my knife, a bitch had to die today. I opened the door and pointed my knife at her.

"I wouldn't hesitate to grunt you your wish, bitch! If there's anything that you need to know, is that your boyfriend fucked me and he only hit me because I had replaced him. So, you're a woozy in this situation." I looked at her grimly.

Again, my stupid mouth had to get me in another trouble... Story of my life.