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Chapter 15 by Testytesterton Testytesterton

Can anyone save you?

You wake your Prince Charming with a kiss.

You can't think of anything to do. No one can save you, not even your gallant, golden knight. You see him stammering, his lips moving but no words or even sounds falling free. It's like he's been cursed, a spell cast on him by years of teasing and trauma and ****. A crazy idea pops in your head that makes a story book kind of sense. You turn towards Brian, and pull him into a passionate kiss. You feel his tongue come back to life and fight against yours. His muscles tense taut as steel cables as he holds you tight. He breaks the kiss and shouts loud enough that they can hear them in the parking lot, "Her NAME is Ella! She's my GIRLFRIEND! And if you have a problem with that, you can go FUCK YOURSELF!"

Brad takes a step forward and you expect Brian to step back, but he stands his ground. Cindi pulls on his arm, snidely saying, "Let's go. This store is for poors apparently. This bitch isn't worth your attention anyway." Cindi seems like she might be trying to help in her own cruel, cold way, but this is the last of her condescending kindness that you ever want to hear.

"The fuck did you say to my man? I'll have you know that Brad's been trying to get into my pants for years. He's just too WEAK and COWARDLY to hit on me like a man! He's too scared he'll turn gay if he sucks my shaft, unlike my stud KING, Brian. As for you, Cindi...mean is fucking easy. A fucking kitten can be catty. Try being kind for a week and see how long you last." You practically spit the words and are surprised to see both bullies take a step back to avoid the spray.

You fully expect to be murdered now, with Brian close behind you. You only hope you will still get to kiss him in the afterlife. Then the strangest thing happens. Brad looks like he is **** back a sob and then bolts out of the store with Cindi looking stunned staggering behind him. You blush as you see that a crowd of your classmates have gathered and some are filming it. You refuse to let them see you run away like those bully cowards. You walk with Brian over to the counter and pay for your purchases. You hear a few snickers, but you could also swear you hear someone whisper, "brave" and someone else say, "fire."

"That'll be $248.79, ma'am." The salesgirl seems surprisingly calm all things considered. She leans in and says conspiratorially, "I put my employee discount on this. Us girls have to stick together." It takes a lot not to cry at this point, but luckily your Prince Charming is there holding your hand. By the time you take your purchases and leave the store, the crowd has disappeared and you make it out of the mall unmolested.

Brian breaks the silence while you are waiting for the bus, "OhmyGodohmyGodohmyGooooood! You just told Brad Bartles to go fuck himself! Wait! I just told Brad to go fuck himself! YOU told him he was too weak to suck cock and you called Cindi a mean kitten! Fuck! Ella, you are incredible! Oh shit! I'm so sorry I froze up! I just...I couldn't...I wanted to and...MMPH MMM SHLLP" you kiss Brian again, not caring who sees but hoping who ever does feels their heart grow three sizes.

You finally break the kiss in time to board the bus. You sit in the back and hold his hand. You tell him, "Brian, it's okay. Sometimes even knights in shining armor need the damsel in distress to help save them. You were there for me when it counted. Hell, you told Brad Bartles to go fuck himself. Literally. Also you bought me a fuck ton of clothes. Where did you get all that money, by the way? Are you a secret jewel thief among all your other hidden talents?"

"Weeeeell. I was actually saving up my allowance for a PS5, but this is a way better use of my money. Besides, it's time I got a job. I need to start taking care of myself if I'm gonna help take care of you someday." Brian rests his head on your shoulder and you rest your head on his and you cuddle close the rest of the way home.

You absent mindedly check your phone to see what time it is, only to discover that it's blown up in the last thirty minutes. You suddenly have hundreds of new friend requests and followers on social media accounts you didn't even realize you had. Your sister, Ella, is texting you begging to let her take you shopping next time. Your mom has left five voice mails. Cindi has sent you an invite on something called Fetlife and Brad has DMed you asking if he can throw you a coming out party as way of an apology. You don't know if he's trying to be supportive or sarcastic or which would be worse.

Brian checks his phone as you walk to his front door. "Ella, are we famous? What the fuck is happening? My phone is blowing up! My sister is texting me that you look hot in her clothes! Cindi is asking if I am comfortable with you seeing her! I think we are trending on twitter! What the fuck are we going to do?!"

You step inside and pull him back into a kiss. You pin him against the wall, sucking his neck hard enough to leave a mark. "First off we are going to make a huge fucking dent in that weed. Then I am going to raid your sister's closet again and give you a little fashion show. Then we are going to fuck like the bombs are about to drop. After that, lunch probably. Then we will smoke and fuck some more until we fall asleep in each others arms. Tomorrow we will figure out the rest of the stuff."

Brian smiles and says, "Okay...but if you fuck Cindi I should at least get to watch," and he kisses you back hard. You don't know about that...or anything else that might happen tomorrow, but today is going to be the best day of your life...

What happens tomorrow?

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