Britney goes after Lauren

Britney sighed as she finally let herself leave the room walking towards the locker room. As she did she heard people whispering and muttering about what had just unfolded. “That girl was so exposed and then the rejected kiss. What a loser.”

“No wonder too because that other woman was so hot compared to her.”

“She’s got no titties just pink nipples.”

“Did you see her get stuck in the splits?”

“No wonder because she’s a fat whale.”

People kept laughing and whispering which started to anger Britney as she approached the door to the locker room and pushed it open. She looked around. The locker room was empty but she heard sniffling coming from the corner so she approached. She found Lauren curled up in a ball. “Lauren?”

Lauren looked up and turned to Britney. “B-britney… I…”

Lauren couldn’t say anything she felt so embarrassed. “What were you thinking?” Britney couldn’t help asking. “You and me, we’re so different. We’re galaxies apart. Not to mention the hell you put me through throughout high school and even middle school. You really thought that suddenly all that goes away with a kiss?”

“No…” Lauren mumbled. “I just… I thought… I’m sorry. I didn’t… I just can’t help it. When I look at you. I see everything that I’m not and everything I wish I could be.”

Britney raised an eyebrow. “Lauren, you need to stop comparing yourself to other people. Especially those who you don’t even know. I didn’t always have the body I have. I had to work for it.”

“Not very hard,” Lauren said. “Meanwhile I do everything and I still get nothing.”

“Not very hard? Do you really think that? Lauren from the moment I met you you made fun of my body, you picked on every single flaw that I ever had! I worked hard junior to senior year to make sure that I had the picture perfect body. The great butt and everything. I erased all my imperfections. All of it. Through dieting. Through exercise and a little bit of help,” Britney said. “Seeing you crumble is exactly what I wanted. To see you humiliate yourself and show the world that you’re just one big loser.”

“Then you got it,” Lauren said.

“No,” Britney said. “That motive has changed now. Because for some odd fucking reason, I feel sorry for you. So… I’m going to help you stop being a fucking loser. For real this time. Now. Let’s go back to the room because we have one hell of a workout to do.”

Lauren sniffled and stood to her feet. “Okay.”

Britney led Lauren back to the private room ignoring the laughter and snickers as they closed the door and began their workout again.