Disclaimer: I own no one except Mercedes, Andreanna, James and Nalisha.
Chapter 7: Mercedes' Story
"I've never told this to anyone before... not even them," Mercedes said pointing at the door. She took a deep breath and began talking.
"I was in high school and it was freshman year. After a couple of months I got my first boyfriend, James. We were like best friends and did everything together."
:"Everything..." Randy interrupted.
"No, if we had I'd probably be even more messed up than I am now."
Randy breathed a sigh of relief as he allowed her to continue her story.
"It wasn't long before we became popular and people were telling us how cute we were together. We loved the attention and at the time it seemed that we were so perfect together, that he as the man of my dreams but his true colors began to show as time went by. When it was sophomore year he decided it was time to have sex. He tried every way possible to get me to sleep with him. Every time I told him no he distanced himself more from me than before. When I didn't give it to him he strayed with other girls. He was doing this behind my back and being all nice to me in my face. During all of this even though he was fucking all of these girls on the side he still tried to get me in bed."
Mercedes stopped to read Randy's expression. His face was a light pink and she could see his veins beginning to pulse. His expression was fixed and his eyes were darkening.
"Are you okay?" Mercedes asked.
" I'm fine, just continue your story."
"Okay... I almost made what would have been the biggest mistake of my life. I convinced myself that if I didn't sleep with him I'd lose him and that if I had sex with him we'd be the way we were when we first started going out. I was going to tell him the "great" news when I found him kissin' this girl. He was lying on the table and she was standing over him. When I found them I went to confront them and ended up looking like an ass. He told me they were practicing CPR and I slapped him and told him to stop lying. He pointed to a sign on the door that said CPR class and I felt so stupid. I just walked out and never turned back. Later I found out he made that sign himself as an excuse just in case he ever got caught."
At that moment Randy seemed like he was in a worse emotional state than Mercedes was as he began pacing with his fists clenched at his side. Mercedes watched him pace until he told her to continue.
"After seeing him kissin' that girl on the table I was consumed with unbearable jealousy so the next day after school I went to his last class to meet him. Being the straightforward person I am I told him what I was ready to do and he excitedly pulled me all the way around the block to the bus stop. It was just luck that the bus was already there so we quickly got on it and headed to the back. Before I can even sit he grabbed me and pulled we close to him telling me what he's been yearning to do to me. I can't lie that it was turning me on and that-"
"Okay let's skip the details."
"I'm tellin' the story the way it went down. You're the one that wanted to hear it," Mercedes replied.
Randy couldn't argue with what she'd said so he just motioned for her to continue.
"Yeah so he was whispering into my ear and he had me right where he wanted me. We almost missed our stop since we were in our own world. When he noticed it was our stop he almost dropped me on the floor running to the door. I paid that action no mind and happily followed him to his house. His parents were at work and we had the place to ourselves for two hours. James wasted no time. As soon as he locked the door he was all over me. He pushed me on the wall and harshly pushed his weight on me suddenly. I gasped for air as he continued."
"I said I gasped for air...are you asthmatic?"
"No."
"You sure?"
Randy answered her with a look.
"I take that as a yes," Mercedes mumbled before continuing her story.
"Anyway so then he started kissing my lips and wasted no time working his way down my v-neck shirt. Everything was happening so fast my head was spinning. He decided that that was enough of the foreplay."
"He's acts like a virgin," Randy interjected.
"Trust me when I tell you he wasn't."
"Alright so then James picked me up and ran with me hanging over his shoulder. He kicked in his bedroom door and then threw me on his bed. I immediately gripped my neck as it slowly began to throb from the previous snapping motion it made. Despite all of his actions I was willing to stick it out. As soon as we got in his bed he stripped us both in record time. I asked him where were his condoms and he acted as if I had slapped him in the face. He defensively insisted we didn't need any and that it makes sex less enjoyable. I figured that he had to know what he was talkin' about since he was more experienced. I said a carefree whatever and then I looked down. From an odd angle of light I noticed something. I pointed downwards asking him what is that. His reply was you took biology, it's a dick. I told him not his dick but what was on it and that's when he became silent. James shrugged his shoulder and was like I don't know."
"How could he not know?" Randy asked sipping Mercedes' glass of water.
" I told him how could he not know but he ignored me. Instead he pried my legs open and tried to thrust into me."
At the moment the glass in Randy's hand no longer existed as one but as tiny shards on the floor. His flushed face and shocked expression stunned her into silence. She awaited his next move in which he told her to go on. Reluctantly she pressed on with the story.
"Thankfully he was unsuccessful and it gave me great relief. For him it built up anger as he tried to pin me down but I put up a fight. He never pinned me down but managed to jam part of his infected manhood into me.
"If I ever meet that son of a-"
"Randy," Mercedes cut him off, "let me finish." He nodded and folded his arms across his chest. It was the only way he could of to restrain himself from punching a wall.
I immediately removed it and stepped on his dick hard. He yelped in pain calling me every name in the book but I didn't care this was my time to escape. I left him on his bed rolling around in pain on his bed.
"I never thought I'd find it funny that someone's dick got stepped on...until now," Randy thought.
"Never had I felt so dirty in my life but that was the least of my worries. It took me a couple hours before it had really sunk in that I had came in contact with the unidentified bumps on James' private. That was one of many sleepless nights I had. I decided to go to a free clinic where there's confidntiality and walk in clients accepted. I took every test they had to make sure if I had something I'd know what it was. At night I'd toss and turn in bed thinking nonstop of my possible fates. With my life in danger I broke up with James for obvious reasons. Meanwhile at school James had apologized and blamed his actions on his hormones. When I went to the clinic and got my results it was the happiest day of my life because I was clean. After that James continuously apologized and tried to make it up to me. He would call me pet names, show public affection, do things for me without me asking etc. He was being so good that my naive ass let him back in my life. It wasn't long before he was up to the same shit again.
"By junior year we were always arguing like we weren't civilized or something. I remember one time when I confronted him about that girl who gave him "CPR" being his fuck toy and he got really mad and defensive. I didn't care I was following my gut. I got him so mad he backed me into a corner and raised his hand. I was only waitin' for the hand to come down because I was standin' next to an open window and if he had hit me he would have went right through it."
Randy smiled at the thought of him being tossed out the window. It was probably more painless than what he had in mind.
"Eventually he managed to flip the script and make me feel guilty for accusing him. Like a dumbass I apologized to him and he "forgave" me. Just when you think things couldn't get worse you couldn't be more wrong. At senior prom, we were nominated for king and queen. Our flimsy public appearance actually held on for four years and people actually voted for us. That really made me think that somebody put a whole lot of liquor in the punch. The night was going great until..."
"Until what?"
"Until we became king and queen-"
"How does that ruin you're night?"
"Well if you let me finish."
"Sorry."
"When we were crowned and everyone was cheering I had this big smile plastered on my face until a familiar girl approached me following her big belly. That's when I found out her name was Nalisha. She told me to get away from her baby daddy. Of course I confronted her and said there had to be a mistake. That's when James assured me I was the one mistaken and that he and Nalisha had been together for 3 months. He broke up with me in front of the crowd and he walked over to her leaving me in shock. When they were done showing off Nalisha bumped me out of my daze with her stomach and James told me to leave. I complied because there was nothing left for me there."
"That's fucked up."
"I know, he cheated on me with someone who got an inconclusive STD test at the clinic. That's alright though I saw him last week and he was so miserable. I guess him and Nalisha didn't work out. On top of that that dumb bitch tried to get with me and looked surprised when I turned him down. I was in too good of a mood to curse him out that day so I didn't bother with him, besides I told him I was seeing someone."
"You did?"
Mercedes nodded her head in assurance. For the first time in years this weight that had been on her shoulders for what seemed like forever was gone.
"Where do we go from here?"
"Well now we can test your progress?"
"And how do you plan to do that Dr. Phil?"
"Like this," Randy said as he kissed her again.
When Randy pulled away he asked once again, "How do you feel now?"
"I like you and I'm happy that we're dating."
Randy was happy that she finally admitted it. He laid down next to her and kissed her with more passion as they continued.
Andreanna walked in and said, "Not again."
"Well maybe if you knocked you wouldn't have seen it again," Mercedes said.
"In my own house... bitch please I own these doors. I just came in here to tell you that we're going to dinner."
"I wanna go, I'm starving," Mercedes said.
"Then hurry up and get dressed we're leaving soon," she said closing the door.
"Ready to leave?" Randy asked.
"Yeah about that..." Mercedes said pointing to the broken glass on the floor.
"Oh, yeah," Randy said scratching the back of his neck.
He quickly ran to the kitchen and returned quickly. He disposed of the glass and wiped the hardwood floor clean.
Mercedes turned to Randy and kissed him briefly.
"Now I'm ready to leave," Mercedes said to him with a smile.
Author's Note: This chapter was hard to write because I had to think hard on what should be Mercedes' story. I hope I did a good enough job on her story. Read and review.
