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Chapter 8 by Rknudson Rknudson

What to do?

What can I do...

I stood looking at David, my anger overcoming me. "Why the hell did you let him use that book!"

"Im sorry, I didnt expect that he could ever do something like that." David said meekly.

"Now what the hell am I suppose to do? You saw that shit he wrote...." I tried not to cry as the words came out.

"Im sorry, I..." David began but cut himself off, and just lowered his head.

I could tell he was trying to comfort me, but just didnt care to hear anything that came out of him. "I...I got to get out of here..." I said getting up and walking towards the door.

He was still apologizing, telling me it was going to be alright and that we would figure something out. I knew it was bullshit, he had about as much of an idea to stop this insanity as I did.

Although I felt like a fool, walking through the streets in a school girls outfit, which caused some most unwelcome glances in my direction. I couldnt help but focus on the fact i could suddenly turn into some sort of sex crazed maniac.

I just wanted this to all be a nightmare that i could wake up from. It was on my walk home when i realized that I had no idea of the ramifications that his rule would have. I didnt know much about the book and could only hope, that maybe it wouldnt affect me as it would on the other women or hopefully it just plain wouldnt work at all. I seemed to be one of the few that even seemed to notice any of the drastic changes. I assume it that had something with a person knowing about the stupid fucking book.

Walking into my single bedroom apartment, David and I hadnt planned on living together until after we were married. It seemed odd that a college girl like me would be able to afford her own place, fortunately it was was one of the perks of having a somewhat wealthy family.

I turned on the tv, which quickly confirmed that his stupid rule worked. There had been reports of women all over the globe suddenly losing control of themselves and throwing themselves at complete strangers. They played it out to be a natural phenomenon that alters the brains of females. The way they presented this crazy change seemed no different than if they were telling people that it was going to rain tommorow.

I screamed and threw the remote at the wall in frustration, leaving a small indentation in the drywall.

I continued to pace back and forth, mulling over possible ways to put an end to Adam's terrible rules. My stupid mary janes clicking on the hardwood floor as I paced. I continued to do this for several hours before coming up with somewhat of a plan. I may not be able to just take the book from him but I might be able to incapacitate him so he couldnt make any more changes. I would just have to worry about how to revert the rules later.

I was still pissed at David for letting everything happen as it did but knew it that would be for the best if he someone was around should these stupid rules have the same effect on me as they did everyone else.

Who to call?

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