(A/N: The Rocky Horror Picture Show belongs to the great, godlike Richard O'Brien. I wish I owned it, but I unfortunately do not. So give credit to Richard for his masterful creation.)
Janet Majors sat curled up on the couch in the living room of her apartment that she shared with her husband, Brad. She had her favorite fleece blanket wrapped around her shoulders for comfort. It was yet another sleepless night for her. Even two years later, Janet still had nightmares and flashbacks from that horrible night in Frankenfurter's castle.
As she curled up on the couch with the blanket tightly around her, Janet quietly remembered the time that Frank came into her room pretending to be Brad and seduced her.
"Who is it, who's there?" Janet asked as she heard a knock on the door.
"It's only me, Janet." Brad called out as he entered.
"Oh Brad darling, come in." Janet said, sounding relieved that her love had arrived to comfort her.
Brad crawled into the bed and immediately began trying to make out with Janet. This greatly surprised her as he had never tried anything like this with her before.
"Oh Brad!" Janet exclaimed. "Oh yes, my darling. Oh but what if—."
"It's all right, Janet. Everything's going to be all right." Brad said, trying to sooth her.
"Oh I hope so, my darling." Janet said as she wrapped her arms around Brad's neck for a wonderful embrace.
Unfortunately, it turned out to be anything but wonderful. As Janet's hand made its way over Brad's head, his hair slipped off his head. With horror, Janet realized it was a wig she was holding. And it wasn't Brad she was in bed with; it was that evil Dr. Frankenfurter.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, it's you!" Janet screamed with horror.
"I'm afraid so, Janet, but isn't it nice?" Frank asked with an evil smirk on his face.
"Oh! Oh, you beast! You monster!" Janet screamed as she pounded against Frank with her fists. "What have you done with Brad?"
"Um, well, nothing. Why? Do you think I should?" Frank asked innocently.
"You tricked me!" Janet yelled while starting to cry. "I wouldn't have. I never, never--." she started to say but Frank cut her off.
"Yes, yes I know. But it isn't all bad, is it?" he said to Janet while pushing her back onto the bed. "I think you'll really find it quite pleasurable." he continued to say to her while kissing her neck.
"Oh! Oh! Stop!" Janet pleaded with Frank as he said "So soft." into her ear.
"I mean, help! Oh Brad. Oh Brad!" Janet pleaded again but Frank shushed her.
"Shh! Brad's probably asleep by now. Do you want him to see you like this?" Frank asked Janet. Suddenly he yanked her legs straight up in the air and began to kiss her again.
Janet, completely taken by surprised, yelled "Oh! Like this? Like how? It's your fault! You're to blame! I was saving myself."
"Well, I'm sure you're not spent yet." Frank said to her.
Janet, realizing there was no stopping Frank's seduction, decided to play along with him. In a sexy voice, she said to him "Promise you won't tell Brad?"
"Cross my heart and hope to die." Frank said and began to kiss Janet yet again.
Giggling, Janet kissed Frank back and leaned back into bed for a moment of nice, romantic sex with him.
Janet shivered at the memory, even though she had the blanket on her. She had never fully forgiven herself for what she did, even though she had been able to forgive Brad for his romantic moments with Frankenfurter.
"Oh Brad love, I'm so, so sorry." she whispered to herself.
"Janet dear, is everything all right?" Brad called out.
Janet turned around and saw Brad standing right behind the couch. She gestured for him to sit next to her and he promptly put his arm around her as he could tell she was distressed.
"Hun, are you having a flashback again?" he asked.
"How did you know?" Janet asked.
"I could tell. You were shivering and whispering to yourself." Brad replied.
"Brad, darling. I still feel so horrible for that night of passion with that horrible doctor. I didn't want him to take my virginity, I wanted you to be the man to do it. But that beast seduced me and I haven't forgotten it to this day." Janet said, sounding choked up.
"Janet, my sweetie. That monster can never harm us again. I agree what he did to you was wrong. But I forgive you for that passion with him, please understand." Brad said to his wife.
"I know you do, darling. But I haven't forgiven myself." Janet said.
"Well, maybe you just need some more time. And always remember when you're ready to seek help or need a shoulder to cry on, I'm here for you." Brad said and pulled her close for a hug.
"Thank you, Brad." Janet said as she settled peacefully into the arms of her loving husband.
