Chapter 37
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"Come out, Stephen." Stiles begged as he tried pulling him out.
"No... i don't want to go inside that house without Sharon." Stephen said in drunk state. The bottle of whisky laid on his chest as he held it.
"She's not coming. Please just come out."
"I'd rather die Stiles. I love her. I don't want her to leave me." Stephen cried.
"It's too late. Just come out."
"I told you i didn't want to do it anymore. I told you i didn't want to hurt her. I fucking told you i wasn't interested but you guys said no, no. If i don't, you will tell her everything. Can you see now? Tell me would you have done that to your own babe?"
"Stephen, there are a lot of girls out there. Better, sexy and hot at everything. just forget about her. Be a man. She's gone." Stiles tried to convince him.
"You don't get to choose the person i want! I love her, i love her, bro," He came out of the car. Stiles embraced him. "I'll do anything to get her back. I swear."
"It's okay." Stiles took him inside. Stephen laid on the cushion, drinking. Stiles went to the kitchen to make a call.
"Hello, Patricia. Are you free right now? Okay come over to Stephen's house. He's going crazy. Okay, thanks." He hung up.
"I hope he feels better." Stiles came out. "Stephen i gotta go. My babe's been calling."
"I understand. Leave me here to bear the burden alone." Stephen continued drinking.
"Stephen...."
"It's fine."
Stiles left.
Few minutes later, Patricia came in.
?"Oh my god! Stephen what happened to you? Stop drinking. You're drunk." She collected the bottle from him.
"She's gone. Sharon is gone." Stephen cried.
"Oh." She said silently.
"I don't know what to do to get her back. She's all have got." Stephen went on.
Patricia got jealous and a little happy.
Patricia's pov
Isn't this great! I don't need to fight anymore. This calls for a celebration. I wanted to take the drink but i remembered i was pregnant. I gave an evil smile. He's all mine now.
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"Stephen let me help you feel better." She said, unbuttoning his shirt.
"No, we can't." He replied.
"Just a little touch. C'mon it won't take long."
"It will just worsen things. Especially with you."
Isn't this guy suppose to be completely drunk? She thought.
I took the bottle of whisky i dropped on the floor.
"Stephen, drink more. It will help you feel more better." I rushed him until he was completely drunk.
"Yeah." I pulled him to his room. Gosh, he's has weight. I pulled him to the bed.
"Stephen there's nothing you can do now." I pulled his shirt completely and unzipped his pants.
"Let's see what you got in there." I pulled off his trousers and his underwear.
"You're all mine now." I laughed, pulling off my clothes. I came on the bed and widened his legs.
"Opps! You're will be fucking me now."
Stephen woke up from the bed because he heard a whimpering sound. He was so stressed out. He saw a girl bending her face to her knee, crying. What is going on here?
"Hey." Stephen called, trying to lift her face up to see who it was that was half naked on his bed. Lo and behold, he saw...
"Are you fucking kidding me! What are you doing here, on my bed?!" Stephen exclaimed."
Patricia just went on crying.
"Just tell me we didn't do it. Tell me! I'm losing it right now!" Stephen checked beneath the sheets. "Oh my."
"Stephen, i tried telling you that I'm not that kind of person anymore. I just came to tell you that I'm cancelling the engagement but you pushed me to your bed forcefully and you..." She stops and cries.
"Patricia, I'm so so sorry. Please forgive me. I swear i wasn't myself believe me." Stephen pleaded.
"Okay, It's just that the way handled me, it was... really terrifying." Patricia says.
"I'm sorry. Please tell me you won't go around telling anyone this." Stephen asked.
"You're the one that raped me and you can still set rules for me?" She cried.
It's not like you're a virgin or something. You've done this a thousand times, c'mon, Stephen said within.
"Okay, i won't tell anyone. I promise you.
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At home
Kat was walking around pacing. Carly was still trying to dial Sharon's number.
"She hasn't picked up yet?" My mom asked Carly.
"She's been ignoring my calls. I'm getting so fed up. She still acts like a teenager."
"Can't you just cook up a lie and text her?" My mom suggested.
"She will hate me the more. I can't do that. Never." Carly replied.
"You want reality? Okay, let me go get a knife. That should do the job." She said, about leaving.
"What the hell mom?! Fine, I'll lie. Gosh! What are you thinking?" Carly got annoyed.
"You know how i get."
"It's not like you're really going to stab yourself." Carly said texting her...
"Tori is really sick. We've been begging her to go to the hospital with us but she said until she sees you. You need to come home. It's getting really worse. SENT." CArly said the words as she typed.
"Yeah, that's a good one." Kat says.
"I know she can never ignore this message especially when it comes to Tori," Carly's phone rings. "Look, she's calling back."
"Yes, answer the call."
"Hello, Carly is it really true? What happened? How did it happen? Does she want to see me that badly?" Sharon asked impatiently.
"Calm down, she's going to be alright once she sees you. Then we can go to the hospital."
"Wait a sec, are you playing pranks on me? You know i don't joke about Tori. You're lying, tell me the truth."
