A Story written by Kevin_88…
I couldn’t believe what just happened. The night was going so good, and in the blink of an eye it turned to Shtt. It turned out Ashley had played us from the beginning and set me up to take the biggest fall imaginable, and she succeeded. The look Rita gave me as she left made me wanna die, I felt horrible. She looked as if she wanted nothing else to do with me, and that was something I couldn’t have, I had to go after her, her and Stephanie, she was equally hurt too. I threw on my pants as fast as I could and ran down the stairs after them, still waking up from the effects of the alcohol trying to wear off. I got outside and saw our car gone, and another in its place, but Stephanie and Chris’ car was still there, so I thought at least Stephanie was still there, so I went back into the house to look for her. I looked for her everywhere but couldn’t find her, but it didn’t stop me from looking. All of a sudden out of nowhere I hit a dizzy spell and leaned against whatever was around me at the time, and when it wore off Chris was standing in front of me holding a beer, the same beer that started this whole mess.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF BED MAN? YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE TAKING IT EASY!” Chris yelled over the still blasting music, none of which sounded too pleasant at the moment.
“HEY MAN HAVE YOU SEEN RITA OR STEPHANIE?”
“LAST TIME I SAW THEM THEY WERE GOING UPSTAIRS TO CHECK ON YOU.”
“Fork! WE GOTTA GO, SOMETHING STUPIDLY Forked UP HAPPENED MAN.”
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT HAPPENED?”
“I’LL TELL YOU IN THE CAR, BUT WE GOTTA GO NOW.”
We headed back to the front door and who would be standing there? The Bytch herself. “HEY RANDY, LEAVING SO SOON?” Ashley grinned as she glared through me.
“Fork YOU ASHLEY!” I screamed directly at her before I walked out the door.
“IF I REMEMBER CORRECTLY YOU JUST TRIED TO,” she yelled after me, laughing.
“What’s she talking about?” Chris asked as we got to the car.
“Come on, I’ll tell you everything, let’s just go.”
“I have a feeling I’m not gonna like the sound of this…”
“You’re not, not even a little bit.”
“WHAT THE Fork WAS HE DOING? I CANT BELIEVE THIS!” I screamed as I drove down the street, maybe a little too fast, but with what I just saw, I really didn’t care.
“I’m just as pissed as you are, I mean of all people, her? Bleeping why!” Stephanie yelled.
“I don’t even… I just don’t… I can’t… WHAT THE Fork!”
“I’m not trying to make excuses for him or anything, but maybe he had too much to drink?”
“No, I was watching him, he didn’t drink that much, he knew what he was doing!”
I sat there in silence for a minute, mostly out of anger of not knowing what to say next, but also because my throat was starting to tingle from yelling so much. It helped a little, but it also made me reflect on the actions that just took place not ten minutes ago, and it finally sunk in. Reality hit, Randy cheated on me, a phrase I never in a million years thought I would say, but he did, and the thought of it hit me so hard it brought me to tears.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe this!” I said, tears flowing so frequent it was distorting my vision. “He cheated on me, on us! What am I gonna do?”
“I don’t know, I never thought we would end up in this situation…”
Stephanie was interrupted by her phone ringing, which turned out to be Randy calling.
“He doesn’t even call me! Leave us alone you cheating bastard!” I yelled.
She ignored the call and each one after that until he took the hint and stopped calling altogether. He was the last person I wanted to talk to at that moment. I hated this. Just as soon as the tears slowly started to stop, they were back in full force.
“I’m so sorry Rita, if I didn’t see it with my own eyes I wouldn’t have believed it. is there anything I can do, anything at all?”
“No, I just wanna go home, I want this night to be over.”
I filled Chris in on what happened, and he sat there as I gave him the whole rundown… the wig, the matching clothes, everything, and it sounded like he believed me, luckily.
“Man this is so Forked up, I don’t know what to tell you…” Chris said.
“Imagine how I feel. I can’t believe I let her trick me like that, I must be the dumbest person on the planet! Who gets tricked by fake hair, really?”
“Apparently you do, but you know they’re not gonna look at it that way.”
“I know, they’re not even answering their phones, they’re ignoring the calls immediately.”
“Always a bad sign.”
“I don’t wanna think about it, I don’t even wanna know what’s going through their heads…”
“Unfortunately you don’t have that luxury, you gotta fix this. Where are we going anyway?”
“Your house, Rita has to drop Stephanie off, if we get there in time we might catch them.”
We drive to their house, a little faster than we should have, but it was for a good cause. For all the good it did, we didn’t get there fast enough, Rita had dropped Stephanie off and was gone, and Stephanie was sitting on the porch with her arms crossed just as pissed as she could be.
“Well look who it is! If it isn’t the biggest cheating scumbag in the world! Chris why did you give him a ride? You should have let his cheating Buttocks walk home!” Stephanie said.
“Don’t try and defend him, you don’t wanna be in the same boat he’s in.”
“Stephanie please, you can’t honestly believe I’d do anything like that to either of you, not after everything we’ve been through,” I pleaded.
“I know what I saw Randy, my eyes don’t lie!”
“I was drunk, trust me, I swear I thought she was you.”
“You seem pretty fine to me…”
“Something like that happens it’s a major buzzkill.”
“I thought you said you were drunk?”
“Yeah I was.”
“But you JUST said that was a major buzzkill…”
“But it was a buzzkill, I’m not following…”
“Those are two different things Randy, if you were buzzed you knew what you were doing.”
“But I said I was drunk.”
“But us catching you was a buzzkill, which is clearly not bring drunk.”
All her word traps were really getting me upset even more than I already was. “Dammit Steph! Can’t you see I was set up!”
“You know what really bothers me? This whole time not once did you say you were sorry.”
I hung my head, knowing this conversation wasn’t gonna go anywhere near where I needed it to, she was mad, and all reason went out the door. Chris walked back to the car, figuring out the same thing I did and I sulked right behind him.
“I really can’t believe you would do something like this Randy,” Stephanie said after me. “If I’m this pissed, then imagine how Rita must feel.”
I was not looking forward to that at all.
I sat on my bed sipping my drink as I relived in my head the disaster that just took place because of my brilliance. That worked absolutely perfect, I couldn’t have planned it any better. Stephanie’s immediate anger all but sealed their breakup, and Rita walking in was icing on the cake. I not only ruined his relationship with his girlfriend, but now his sister knows he’s a cheating bastard too! Sometimes I amaze myself with the things I can do.
“Here you are, I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” Becky said as she poked her head through the door. “Where’s the charity bunch? I don’t see them anywhere.”
“They already left, they’re probably having it out right now.”
“You did it? did it work?”
“To perfection. Stephanie walked in right as I was jacking him off.”
She went wide eyed as she came into the room. “Really? You’re such an evil Bytch!”
“Thank you. I exposed him to Rita too, she came around the corner just after Stephanie did, now she sees him as a cheater too, and she saw it with her own eyes, so no he said she said.”
“Ashley are you sure about them? I mean…”
“Hey, have I ever been wrong?”
“You’re right, sorry.”
“Damn right you are, but since everything went flawlessly and you’re dressed slutty I’ll let it go,” I said as I pulled her into a kiss, dragging my tongue all around the inside of her mouth.
“Are you coming back to the party?”
“Yeah I’ll be back down in a few minutes,” I told her as she left the room.
I took another sip of my drink, one down, one to go. I can’t believe how easy that was, a few drinks and in no time I had my hand on his Joystick, which turned out to be bigger than I thought for him… but whatever. Now that he and Stephanie are done, I can focus on Rita, who now that I mention caught my attention more than she should have. She looked hurt, too hurt, but then again they are twins so maybe I’m reading too much into it. For now, I’m gonna take the win, Randy’s out, and Ashley wins again. Damn it feels good to win.
We pulled up in front of the house, and I just sat there, knowing I had to go in, but dreading actually having to do so. The car was there, so I knew Rita was home, but I didn’t wanna face that look of shame for a second time, but I had to clear my name, so I had to suck it up and do what I had to do. I took a deep breath and got out of the car, eyeing down the path to the front door, which absolutely horrified me at that moment.
“Come on man, you can’t stand there forever,” Chris said from the car.
“I know, I’m just scared of what’ll happen once I go in.”
“Yeah. Good luck man, I’ll try to talk to Steph, maybe get her off your back a little.”
“Thanks, see ya,” I said as he drove off.
I took another deep breath and walked up the path and to the front door. I pulled out my keys to open it and it swung open with mom and Aunt Lisa standing right there.
“What happened? Rita came home a few moments ago crying her eyes out, she wouldn’t even stop to tell us what happened,” Aunt Lisa said.
“It’s kind of a long story,” I said hoping to get past them and up to Rita.
“Make it a short one,” mom said sternly.
“Basically, she thinks she caught me cheating on her.”
“Now why in the world would she think that?” Aunt Lisa asked.
“Well because she walked in Ashley and me kissing, well Stephanie did.”
Mom huffed. “Well it’s hard to confuse that with cheating. What the hell were you thinking!”
“It was an accident, I thought she was Stephanie! I had a lot to drink.”
“You seem fine to me,” mom said.
I decided to avoid the earlier dispute I had with Stephanie. “The gravity of the situation woke me up, like a bunch of adrenaline or something.”
“Randy I can’t believe you, how could you get so careless?”
“We were all drinking, I was the only one who couldn’t hold mine, so Chris took me to a room to cool off, I’m telling you Ashley set me up!”
“She did? And how exactly did redheaded Ashley turn into Stephanie?” Aunt Lisa asked.
“She had on the exact same outfit as Stephanie and she had a wig on! She picked it up from the side of the bed when everyone left, plus I had a crap load to drink!”
“You didn’t notice any difference? That’s hard to believe,” mom said.
“You did the exact same thing to me mom and I didn’t notice then, and I was sober.”
She was quiet for a minute, knowing there was some truth to what I said. Aunt Lisa looked at her with that “you better tell me later” face before she looked back at me. “This isn’t about me, this is about you and her, and how you’re going to fix it.”
“I feel like utter crap. You can’t believe I would ever do anything like this to her intentionally? I love her way too much to see her like this, and that look she gave me, I wanted to die right there,” said feeling like Shtt all over again.
Mom rubbed the top of my back. “No baby we don’t think you meant to do this, but it happened, because of poor judgment from everyone. We told you that girl was no good, no one flips from that nasty to that nice without something life changing happening.
“I should’ve listened to you, now I gotta pay for it. is she still upstairs?”
“Yeah, your fathers been trying to calm her down, but hasn’t had much luck,” Aunt Lisa said.
Right on cue dad descended the stairs and immediately locked eyes with me; he gave me that look that made you scared to look away.
“I don’t know what you did, but you better get up there and fix it, right now.”
That was all I could say, I was too scared to say anything else. Dad rarely got angry, so when he did we knew whatever was wrong better get fixed and soon. He really cared when one of us screwed up, and wouldn’t let it sit overnight and build, we had to fix it right that second, which was the only way to do it in this situation. I looked at mom and Aunt Lisa for confirmation…
“GET UP THERE!” dad yelled scaring the bejesus outta me, to which I quickly nodded.
I got to the door of our room and could see by the darkness under the door that the lights were off, and I could hear her crying. I put my hand on the door and hit my head against it, ashamed. I made the most important person in my life lock herself in our room and cry, over something that could have been easily avoided, if I wasn’t so stupid. What the hell did I do?
I lay in bed crying in my pillow. I still can’t believe what happened, but I know what my eyes saw. Ashley was kissing him, and even worse, he was kissing back, there’s no other way around it. Dad was sweet to try to help, and I wanted him to, but I couldn’t tell him anything, not without jeopardizing us, if we already weren’t. We’ve fought before, but it was never like this, not because of cheating. I don’t know how I’m gonna get past this, or even if I should.
“Rita please let me in,” Randy asked as he knocked on the door, tearing me from my thoughts.
“Go away Randy, I don’t wanna see you right now,” I said back through tears.
“We both know that’s not gonna happen.”
“Then you’d better get comfortable because that’s where you’re gonna be sleeping.”
Saying that reminded me of the time when I was out there trying to get in because of an argument we had, only it wasn’t as serious as now, funny how things change. I waited out there all night for him to let me in and he never did, now it seems all too ironic that he’s in the same position I was in. He can sit out there for a whole month, I don’t care, its technically still his room but I’m still not letting him in, not after what he did, he can go sleep on the couch.
“Rita, please, let me in, let’s talk this out.”
“Please just leave me alone.”
I hear him sit down against the door and hit his head against it, a feeling I know all too well. It may be an asshole thing to do but it had to be done, I’m too mad to talk, and people tend to make bad decisions when they’re mad.
“Rita… Rita… Rita please…”
“Randy just stop! I’ll talk when I’m ready, but for now, just…leave me alone.”
He’d finally gave up, at least for now. I couldn’t bear to look at him tonight, not after she was on top of him, kissing him, touching him, like he was hers, and he let her! The one thing I thought was mine she took and sunk her skanky claws in him. She really had me going, thinking she changed for the better, but she was really just trying to get at Randy, and she succeeded, and he did nothing to stop her. I clutched my pillow and buried my head into the bed, she took the one thing that mattered the most to me, the Bytch wins again.
“Where you bitches going? Help me clean up,” I said as Becky, Carina, and Dana tried to leave.
They slumped back into the room, knowing they almost got away from having to clean up a mountain of beer cans and wine bottles and pizza boxes and a bunch of other crap that had been strewn over the house. I didn’t feel like cleaning either, but with the outcome the party had throughout the night, it was definitely worth it.
“So now that phase one is done what’s next?” Dana asked.
“We gotta do the same thing to Chris, cut him off from Stephanie and Rita,” I said.
“He won’t be as hard as Randy was, he and Stephanie aren’t twins, and now that Rita is all distraught over catching Randy cheating, she’ll have trust issues,” Carina said.
“That’s exactly what I was thinking. She’ll be on edge for every little thing now, so the smallest thing could send Chris out the door.”
“You know they’re all probably mad as hell at you right?” Becky asked.
“I’m prepared for that, I already have it planned out what I wanna do.”
“Do we have to screw over Chris? I mean he’s actually cute. Did you see him in those dolphin swim trunks? I wanted to tackle him right then!” Becky said.
“Like Carina was all over Randy when he hit the bell thing at the carnival game? I swear it doesn’t take much for you two, sluts,” Dana laughed.
“Shut up Dana, you know I like a guy with strong arms!” Carina defended herself.
“Please, you’d like a guy with no arms as long as he has a Joystick!” Dana retaliated.
“Do we have to have the “whose a Sluut?” talk again? You all win! And yes we have to get Chris too, we can’t have a fallback, and we get Stephanie and Rita too,” I said.
“Who do we go after first?” Carina asked.
“Stephanie, we gotta get her while she’s still angry, Rita will be reeling from her twin betraying her so she can wait, then when Chris cheats it’ll be a double whammy and she won’t even put up a fight. That reminds me, did anyone notice anything strange with them?”
“Strange? Like what?” Becky asked as she tied up trash bags full of empty beer cans.
“I don’t know, anything. Rita was really pissed when she saw us kissing…”
“Wouldn’t you be? They have that weird twin thing, they’re supposed to be aware of each other all the time and she had no idea what was going on, add on top of that catching him cheating on her best friend, and with you of all people, I’m surprised she didn’t try to hit him with something. She definitely doesn’t trust him at all now,” Dana said.
“Me either, but I still have a slight advantage over him I plan to exploit.”
“What’s that? You gonna play the innocent little girl?” Becky joked.”
“Don’t you worry your empty little head about that, I got this.”
“Hey someone left their phone in here!” Carina yelled from the kitchen.
“Leave it there for now. I’ll go through it later. We need to finish cleaning this place up before my dad decides to pop in.”
“How are we gonna get all these tables back to the garage?” Becky asked.
“Call Chris and see if he wants to help,” Dana laughed.
“Yeah call Randy while you’re at it, he won’t care we just Forked up his life,” Carina added.
I laughed at the randomness of their jokes, but then turned back to business. I had to plan everything and make sure I don’t jump the gun on something. If everything goes the way I want it, I’ll be sitting pretty in about a week. The hard parts done, on to phase two.
Sleep definitely wasn’t coming easy tonight. It took a while before Rita finally stopped crying enough to go to sleep. I never moved, still perched against the door, replaying everything in my head. Where did I go wrong? How much did I have to drink that my actions were no longer mine? The worst feeling of all is that they don’t believe me, how can they not see I was set up? If the shoe was on the other foot I would never believe for a second Rita cheated on me, not even a little bit. Mom, dad, and Aunt Lisa all walked past me to go to their rooms, with the women giving me that “hang in there” look, and dad giving me that “you little bastard if you don’t fix this I’ll break you in half” look, safe to say I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. I accepted the fact that I wasn’t setting foot in the room tonight so I made myself comfortable against the door, and eventually after what felt like hours, I finally fell asleep.
I found myself having that dream with the doors again; this one had the door with the letter A on it, Ashley. I hated her so much right now, she set me up and ruined the trust Rita and I shared all our lives, possibly forever. I wanted nothing more than to get her back in the worst way possible, I didn’t care the outcome. I could feel the anger building up in myself even though it was a dream; I burned a look of hatred through the A on the door. I was so focused on the letter I almost didn’t feel the gust of wind sneak up on me and circle around me.
To Be Continued…