Chapter 72
by 
Yelawolf
You ...
Text back
You take a deep breath and type out a response, trying to be the bigger person. "Garvin, let's not do this. It's all just a misunderstanding. I'm not trying to take Ashley from you. We're just friends." You hit send, hoping against hope that your words will diffuse the situation.
But as the minutes tick by with no reply, you know you've only added fuel to the fire. The thought of the prom night now holds an extra layer of tension, the potential for a confrontation with Garvin adding a dark edge to the excitement you felt just moments ago.
You can't help but wonder if he'll show up and try to claim his "property," and if so, how far Ashley will let it go. The power dynamics between the three of you have shifted in a way that's both exhilarating and terrifying, and you realize that you're in way over your head. But the thrill of the unknown, the risk of it all, only makes your cock throb harder, a reminder that you're in too deep to back out now.
Your phone buzzes again, and this time, it's not a text message. It's a video. With trembling hands, you tap the play button and watch as the events of that fateful Halloween night unfold before your eyes. You, dressed in the Harley Quinn cosplay, being used by Garvin, his cruel laughter echoing in the background. The video is grainy and poorly lit, but there's no mistaking the look of pleasure-pain on your face as he thrusts into you.
The memory is still fresh, the humiliation and arousal intertwined in a way that makes you sick to your stomach. But the text that follows is what sends a cold chill down your spine: "Remember what happened last time you played with what's mine? This is just a reminder of what's waiting for you if you don't stay away from Ashley. She's not into freaks like you."
The video ends, and you stare at the screen, your mind racing. The thought of Garvin having this kind of power over you, using your darkest secrets to ruin you.
