Chapter 2 Consequences
Baffle
The bright-as-fuck sun streaming in through the one window in my room woke me.
It was the hammering pain in my head that made it impossible to throw a pillow over my face and go back to sleep, though.
As my mind came fully back online, another problem quickly presented itself.
There was a hand on my dick and it did not belong to me.
“What the fuck is up with you, darlin’?” I questioned.
Rosa was not one to stick around all night since she knew the rules well and followed them almost religiously.
She also wasn’t one to initiate morning sex on the rare occasion that I allowed her to stay the night.
Then again, I was normally gone by the time she woke up, so it had never been an option before.
When she didn’t immediately release my dick, and instead pumped it harder with a firmer grip, I’d had enough.
I rolled and pinned the woman beneath me with one hand wrapped around her throat and another on her wrist hard enough to force her to ease her grip on my cock so I could pull her away.
“Who the fuck do you think…?” My question trailed off as I stared down into eyes that were predominantly green with flecks of brown and gold.
Her hair, while mostly brown, had blonde highlights that hadn’t been noticeable in the dark the night before.
Her lips turned upward in a smirk as I glared down at the woman who was most definitely not Rosa.
“I am?” Roxy’s eyes flashed defiantly, or maybe triumphantly would have been a better description, as she finished my question for me. “Surprise!”
I jumped back away from Rox and hopped out of bed. The second I felt my dick swinging freely, I turned so she couldn’t see.
“Don’t be like that. Your cock was inside me just last night,” she taunted.
“And it fucking shouldn’t have been!” I roared at her so loudly that I knew someone in the rooms up and down the hallway would have heard. “You knew I thought you were Rosa.” Roxy’s shoulders bounced up and down as if she didn’t give two fucks.
“Come on Baffle, a girl has to do what she has to do to get you to see her properly. I saw Rosa leave your room and didn’t want you to go to bed alone and disappointed.
” When I said nothing, she heaved out a sigh as if she was put-out by my anger over her being the one I woke up to in my bed.
“I’m tired of just being your best friend.
We’re supposed to be together for real.” Her eyes widened as she pleaded with me, but all I felt was revulsion.
“No, we’re fucking not. All you’ve ever been to me is a friend, and even that was more like a sibling relationship to me.
” She scrunched her nose in obvious distaste, but that didn’t change the way I’d always felt about her.
“I don’t care what kind of delusional bullshit your mom, mine, and Bigfoot’s have pushed on you over the years but it ends right fucking now.
I will never be with you that way. The fact that you did this,” I pointed toward where she still flounced her naked ass on my bed, “fortifies that fact for me.”
“You had a good time last night,” she argued.
“I had mediocre, drunken sex with you. It was enough to nut, but only just, because I kept wondering why Rosa was behaving oddly. Unfortunately for me, I was too fucking drunk to stop and really process why that was.”
“You’re a liar.”
“The only liar I see right now is you, Rox. What you did…” I snarled the next words because it fucking rubbed me the wrong way to have to admit it.
“What you fucking did was fucking next level deception.” Truthfully, there was a word for what she did, though I couldn’t bring myself to use it.
She had been my friend damn near my whole life.
I knew she was under immense pressure from our families, who for some fucked-up reason or other, wanted us together.
What none of them factored into that equation was my fucking thoughts on the matter.
Roxy gasped and threw her hand to cover her mouth as it hung open in shock. “How could you say that? You’re making it sound like I raped you.”
“What the fuck would you call that?” I yelled the question at her because she wasn’t getting just how serious this shit was.
“You consented. You were a willing participant in what we did,” she yelled back.
“WITH ROSA,” I screamed back at her. “I was willing when I thought it was Rosa I was fucking, not a woman I think of as a sister.”
“What the fuck is going on in here?” Bigfoot asked as he barged into my room.
When he realized who was naked in my bed, Bigfoot took two solid steps inside and slammed the door shut behind him before accusing eyes met my own.
“I thought you said that you would never go there?” He pointed toward Roxy who had a river of tears and mascara running down her face.
“I fucking wouldn’t have. Rosa was supposed to be waiting in my bed last night. When I stumbled in drunk, I didn’t bother turning lights on. Woke up to someone grabbing my dick and flipped out. Then, it got worse because the wrong fucking bitch was in my bed.”
“What happened to Rosa?” Bigfoot asked as his attention shifted back over to Roxy, who had the presence of mind to finally cover herself up.
“She left and I took her place,” she stated, but there was something in the way her eyes shifted that made me wonder if she had sent Rosa away. Truthfully, I didn’t know if I wanted that clarified because if that’s what she did, then it was so much fucking worse.
Bigfoot’s eyes came back to meet mine. “So, the woman you fucked last night was Roxy when you thought you were with Rosa?”
“Exactly,” I spat out, absolutely disgusted that I had to even bring another person up to date on what one of my closest friends had done.
“I want her gone. To-fucking-day. When she’s ready to own what she did, and swear to never pull another stunt like that again, she can come back.
I don’t want that to be for a long fucking time, though. ”
“You can’t throw me out!” Roxy shouted. “This is my home.”
Bigfoot leaned down and picked up a pile of women’s clothing off the chair near the door. He threw them at Roxy. “Get dressed. You have five minutes and then we’re going to have a talk with our mothers.”
“No!” Her shouted response was almost as comical as her wide panicked eyes. “Can we just leave them out of this and tell Mom that I’m going away for a bit to explore?”
Bigfoot looked to me for an answer as he took a seat next to where I plopped down on the end of the bed. I gave a nod and he reluctantly agreed. After Rox left to go pack her bags, he turned in my direction. “Fuck man, that’s some twisted shit.”
“You’re telling me. I just lived it. I can’t believe she would do that.”
“We need to tell our moms,” he insisted as I adamantly shook my head. “Why the fuck not? It will get them to finally shut up about their hopes and dreams of the two of you getting married and having babies some day.”
“You think I want anyone else to know what fucking happened here last night? Fuck that. How about we just shut that shit down when they bring it up? I’m sick of this shit, but they don’t get to know the worst thing that happened to me or the way a woman I thought of as one of my best friends fucking betrayed me like this.
It’s partially their fault and I don’t think I can keep from holding them accountable if we bring this up. ”
“They deserve to feel that guilt,” Bigfoot said but then patted me on the shoulder reassuringly. “Decision is yours, Baffle. Not gonna take any other choices from you today. You need to vent, let me know. You need Rox gone forever, I’ll make that happen, too.”
“Not forever. She’s right. She’s part of this family.
I’m pissed right now and need time to… Fuck,” I huffed.
“Why did she have to make this so fucking complicated? I can’t forget the lifetime of friendship even when I’m so goddamn angry I could have broken her fucking neck this morning.
Plus, there’s the…” I pointed back toward the bed and the stains that were clearly visible on my dark sheets. “Know I used a condom, but…”
Bigfoot glanced back and then quickly hopped off my bed. If everything wasn’t so fucked up, I would have laughed at the speed with which he tried to avoid sitting too close to dried cum stains, as if it wasn’t a regular occurrence in other parts of the clubhouse.
“Fuck man. You didn’t use a condom?”
“I did. I clearly fucking remember that part.” He moved to the bedside table where I kept condoms and took a closer look at some of the packages.
“Not sure if Roxy was responsible for this, but I’d get new condoms if I were you.” I snatched it out of his hand and groaned. There were rough little dots on the package, as if tiny little holes were poked in several spots.
“Fuck!” I yelled as I threw the package across the room.
“Make sure every fucking condom in this clubhouse is purged and one of the men goes to get new supplies without a woman present,” I ordered as if I was in charge of Bigfoot and not the other way around.
He didn’t take offense. “I don’t even want to ask the fucking questions.
If she did this… I fucking can’t deal with this right now, man. ”
“I’ll leave you to it. If you need me, I’m here.
Not saying a word to anyone about what went down.
That’s your story to keep or tell as you see fit.
” When he got to the door, he turned and his shoulders slumped as he asked the most pertinent question possible.
“Want me to make sure she gets the morning after pill before she heads out?”
I gave a nod and Bigfoot left me alone in my room to stew over Roxy’s betrayal and the potential consequences.