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The Story of Clarissa Ann and I (part 3)
Later on that day, probably 2 hours after I reluctantly left, she messaged me. She apologized for me seeing that. I told her that she had nothing to apologize for, but that it would be hard for me to come.to her house without knocking her sexual predator husband out and kicking him until he had brain damage. I suspect he already does anyway, he is kind of a moron. She pleaded with me not to.stop coming, so I asked her why. She said "because what you said that night in the kitchen, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since." Seeing those words on my screen made my heart jump. Was this for real? I didn't acknowledge it. I asked her if she was ok, she said she was, and that she was used to it. USED TO IT?! "So this has happened before?" I angrily typed. I received nothing but dots as a response. She would go on to tell me that it had in fact happened before. several times in fact. I asked her if it was only something that he did while drunk. She said no. So many feelings started to run through me. Anger, hurt, disbelief. This is a guy that I have been friends with for 14÷ years and he's been raping his fucking wife? The mother of his children? My phone going off shook me from my thoughts. The message read "Are you coming over today?" I told her that I would, but that it was going to take everything I had not to pound that piece of filth into paste. She begged me not to do anything that would cause him to stop me from going there. I was shaking, my mouth was dry, I was in shock. I told her that I would try my best.
Later that day Gump texted me and asked if I wanted to come over to hang out. Just the sight of his name on my phone made my blood boil. I couldn't even imagine what I was going to feel like when I actually saw his disgusting face. Wanting to see Ann, I told him that I would be over shortly. He told me to bring my wine. Ooooh boy! So now I was going to be drinking. This is going to be fun! I thought. I already wanted to choke him until he turned blue, drinking would make that more likely. I decided that I was ok with that and agreed to bring a bottle of wine. Fuck it! I'll bring 2. I messaged Ann and told her that Gump asked me to come by so I would see her shortly. She sent back a smiley and a heart and said "yay!". I sent back a heart and told her I would be there as soon as I hit the store.
Having gone to the store, I walked the short distance to see Ann. All day my thoughts were haunted by the sound of her desperate protests as Gump forced himself onto her. My stomach lurched every single time. Almost to the point.of vomiting. I had to co exist with him despite my boiling rage. I didn't know how I was going to do it. I just kept telling myself that I didn't wanna me things worse for Ann. I didn't wanna mutilate Gump in front of their children. This was going to be quite the difficult task considering my feelings towards anyone that thought it ok to force themself onto a woman, married or not. As a matter of fact, I believe it to be worse that they were married.....with 3 children. How could someone do such a thing to the mother of their kids? To such a mild mannered, sweet, beautiful girl like Ann? Thinking about it got me angrier and angrier by the second. I knew that I had to keep myself composed. I had to act as if I had no idea that this even happened. I had to be docile for her sake. If I wanted to continue seeing the girl that has had my heart for 12 years, I had to bite tongue, and keep myself under control. Pretending that he and I were still right as rain would be no simple task, but I knew that I could do it for my bright eyes. I knew that I could keep myself together for Ann.
To my chagrin, Gump greeted me in the driveway as I walked up to where they staying, my 2 bottles of wine in my hand, in a bag. I briefly imagined cracking his skull open with one of them as I reluctantly shook his hand and said hi. I quickly erased such thoughts from my mind before they took hold, and made me actually bludgeon this piece of human garbage to death. He asked me if I wanted to have a fire. "sure why not" I said, in my best "pretending to not wanna eat your face" voice. We made our way to the house to make drinks. I saw Ann sitting at the table as I walked in. Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw me. I flashed her a smile and said hi. She smiled back with the most beautiful half smile that my eyes had ever had the pleasure of seeing. Their kids were sitting in the loving room which I had to walk through to get to the kitchen. As soon as they saw me, they all screamed "RICHIE!" and ran to me and gave me hugs. I have known them all since birth, so they all really liked me. I'm normally not a kid person, far from it actually. These kids were different. Maybe it was just becasue they belonged to the girl of my dreams. I hugged them all and made my way to.the kitchen. I poured myself a nice big glass of wine. Rapist......I mean, Gump, made himself a gin and coke. Ann asked him to make her a drink, and he told her that she had legs and could make her own. I could already tell that tonight was going to be difficult. "Don't fucking talk to her like that, you fucking predator". I thought to myself. Gump walked outside and Ann started walking toward the counter to make her drink. I stopped her by walking into her path, and asked her what she was drinking
"raspberry vodka and sprite, she replied timidly. "I'll make you a drink since I'm a gentleman and all". She smiled genuinely and laughed. "What are you laughing at?" I asked playfully. "Do you not think I'm a gentleman?" She laughed again and said "no, no, thats not it at all. I just think it's cute" I felt my cheeks starting to turn red. She thinks I'm CUTE! I started to make her drink and she abruptly hugged me. This caught me off guard. She hugged me for a long time before letting go. "What was that for?" I asked. "Well...girls don't shake hands with dudes, especially old friends. Also......for caring" She walked outside after this delightful exchange. I made her drink and walked outside. Gump was chopping up wood for the fire. He was using a small hand hatchet. I briefly had a vivid picture of me burying that hatchet into his fucking head. I quickly pushed such thoughts out of my mind and took my seat near where the fire would be. It wasn't 2 minutes after I sat down that my phone vibrated. I looked at it and saw that it was Ann. "Thank you for coming and not starting anything. It means the world to me" she said. I replied with "I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize my ability to see your gorgeous face whenever I want. Maybe one day we could meet up and have alone time so we could talk. Plus......I won't lie..I would really like to kiss you" She looked up from her phone at me with a look that said "I wanna kiss you roo". Her cheeks were completely flush. Gump was oblivious, as he was still chopping wood with my murder weapon. (lol just kidding). Ann and I texted back and forth all night. Gump was sitting between us the entire time and had no idea what was going on. I could tell that Ann was starting to develop romantic feelings for me. I would say that this was all in my bead, but the things that she said told me otherwise. combine that with the way she would sneak glances at me any chance she got. I know she was looking, becasue I was doing the exact same thing. Also, it seemed like whenever I would look up at her, she would quickly look back at her phone. I was starting to fall hard for her. She was constantly on my mind. I had vivid pictures of her running through my mind all day, every day. The night was rather uneventful. Nothing bad happened and I reluctantly went home when Gump said that they were going in. As they walked in the house, he slapped her ass as hard as she could, causing her to cry out. I was fucking seething, and I had to keep myself under control for her sake
I.walked home and started getting ready for bed. My phone vibrated as I.was putting on my PJs. It was Ann. She apologized for him slapping her ass, and told me that she would love to hang out alone one day. preferably soon, she elaborated. I was floored! Could it be that the girl of my dreams was really interested in me enough to meet me in secret? It certainly appeared that way. I told her to name the time and place and I would drop anything to see her. The next thing she said made.my everything flutter. "Tomorrow, your place"





© Richie Croteau