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Chapter 4 by Divine_Distractions Divine_Distractions

Who could it be?

Derek

You’re frozen in place, you feel like a deer in the headlights. ‘There’s no way he’s here’ you think to yourself. ‘This is all just a nightmare.’

The doorbell rings again, you can’t deny that this is actually happening, Derek is back, and he’s here to fuck your girlfriend. Desperately, you think that if you don’t answer the door, he’ll be trapped outside.

“Door’s unlocked, come on in!” Amy cheers.

The door opens and there he is. The tall, blonde, and with a cruel smirk on his face, he looks identical from five years ago. He's even wearing the same lettermen's jacket from your high school.

"Sup, shithead." Derek chirps with a grin. "I heard your girl needed some dick. So here I am." He saunters into your home like he owns it. He sees the tv show you and Amy were watching. "Holy shit, you still watch cartoons? No wonder you cant fuck right. You're probably jerking off to My Little Pony."

"Friendship is Magic was actually a really good show.." you mumble but he pushes past you and goes straight to Amy. She beams at him.

"Thanks for coming Derek!" she says excitedly "I really appreciate you doing this for us." She leans in to give him a hug like a dear friend.

"Oh the pleasure is all mine," Derek grins. His hand reaches down to Amy’s ass and squeezes it. She gasps and bites her lip, she never let you manhandle her like that. But she clearly loves be treated like a piece of meat in his big strong hands.

"Hey, Turd for Brains, go grab me a beer from the fridge." Derek breaks the hug and picks up Amy over his shoulder, she squeaks with surprise and laughs. He carries her like a caveman into the living room.

Trying not to cry, you numbly wander into the kitchen and grab a beer from the fridge. You catch a glimpse of yourself in a mirror, hunched over and defeated, the same posture you had when you were in highschool. When you were bullied by Derek everyday.

Anger floods your body, you're not in highschool anymore, you're a grown man! Your not going to let that muscle head fuck the love of your life without a fight! You pop the beer can and swig the contents, gulping down the frosty beer til its gone. You crush the can in your hand and head straight for the living room.

It's time to get Amy back!

What's next?

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